Savannah morning news., 1886-05-23

w Ould some one carry me aW3YI NO,
| should lie here and die. And why?
Life is so sweet. The day of the accident
to the poor little dog l was happy, so
happy. | walked like one intoxicated,
and yet knew not why. Oh, memory I!
why do you torment me 50: The past is
gone; only the present agOnizing pain re-
mains.
Tie heat increases; the sun broils. l
open my eyes and see the same thickets,
the same sky, only by the light OF daY.
All, here is my neighbOr. Yes, it is a
Turk--a corpse, big, enormous. | recOg-
nize him. 1t is the same-betore me lies
the man killed--why did L kill himy
he Is living here dead; stained with
blood. Why have they brought him here? !?
Why is he? Perhaps, like me, he has an
old mother who will stand for hours at the
door of the hut, looking away to the far
north-lOoking for the son who will never
come, heT only support and help. AS for
me, / would gladly change, even with
him. How happy he is! He knows moth
ing. feels neither pain nor thirst, nor this
deadly weariness-the bayonet went
straight to his heart. | see upon his uni
form a great black spot-lt is blood. That
is where | struck him. ] did, that, ard
yet did not wish to- did not wish evil
to any one. When went into battle the
thought never came into my head that l
would Kill man. ! thought only OF how
bravely would march aud expose my
breast to the balls. and | did march and
expose my lite. But my Victim-the un-
fortunate fellah-(h he has on the Egyptian
uniform) what did he do? He was even
less culpable. Before they embarked on
the steamboat for COnstantinOple, hud
died together like behring's IN a casK, he
had never even heard OF Russia. fhe had
4 4. IL
the, bastinadO, or perh APPS have lodged
bullet in his brain. We made the attack
he only defended himself. Seeing we
were a terrible people, who never recOiled
even before the guns of Pea body or Mar
tint, he took fright and would have saved
himself; b4t little man, whom he could
have killed with one stroke of his hand,
rushed upon him and plunged bayonet
to his heart. OF what am l GUILTY.,
who killed him? oh, how this thirst tor
lures me! Thirst! | never knew the
meaning Of the word until now. Oh, il
some one would only cOmel My God!
there is the Turks great gourd! Surely,
there must be water in it, l will get it
at any price-no matter what. / must
reach 1t. 1 crawl, my legs dragging, my
feeble arms scarcely displacing my mo-
tiOnless body. 1t is only four metres to
the dead body, but for me 1t is worse than
thrOas burns as if hlled with fire, without
water. l shall die sooner, but what does
that matter? | still crawl. my feet cling
ing to the ground and each movement
causing intOlerable pain. cry low, tear
ing cries, vet crawl all the same. At last
| am there, by the gOurd. There is water
in it-itls more than half full. / shall
have enough 10 last me long time, even
unto death. Thou hast saved me, my
victiml try to detach the gourd hanging
from his neck. Suddenly lose my bal
ance and tall with my face on the
breast Of my savior. Already ne eEhales
q strong odor OF death I quench my
thirst. The water Is a little warm, but
not spoiled, and l have SO much | can
still live many days. | remember read
ing in the physiology of life that a man
can live many DAYS without nOIrishment,
if only he has water. What does it matter
whether | have five or six days to live-it
cannot benefit me. Our soldiers are
gone, the Bulgariaus put to flight-not a
soul is near me. | shall die all the same,
only in place OF three days agony have
arranged for seven. Would it not be bet
ter TO end 10 at once? On the other side
Of my neighbor is an English gun. have
only to stretch forth my hand-in a mo-
ment all is ended. There are the car
trldges in little heap on the ground he
had not time TO use them. Shall | end lt
or waltz shall il be deliverance or death
Shall / wait, only for the Turks TO come
and tear The skin from my wounded feet? ?
Yes, will never give up-i VIII struggle
to the last. II they lind me, am saved.
Perhaps the bones are not broken and
may get well. shall return 10 my cOun-
try. 10 my mother and MRcha. - Godl
never let them know the truth. They
will think l was killed suddenly. Never
let them know that have been tortured
two, three. seven days!