Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1886-07-04
tn, doctor fen for pulses.

GDead and gone" wa> the laCOnic verdict
# this juryman of Judge heath letting fall
the arm and heal of tn, Nearest of the threr
bushy whiskered Jark, IN life namel
Thompson "S.e captain. he has h.en in
action Look ut the throat Ia, re; do you Oh
serve the small swrling' | should find q
bullet there by prob.ng for it
He turned to the man the officers uni
form, in life named Transom
Dead and gone, too, captain. Here's
cursed foreigners work, depend ON it | see
no wound All, these fingers have been
wanting a long time, poor fellow! STAY,
here is a confusion behind the ear-no cut
Lass nor musket stock produced that"
He ratified on. putting out his hand as be
talked and laying hold of the wrist of the
third man
Instantly. and in a changed voice, he
allied for brandy, and hade any man pull of
his coat and roll it up for pillow, and, with
keen promptituds, was busy over buttons
and chatting, ami such working as skill die
tated
A spoonful Of brandy swallowed for
twice as much ran on TO the deck over the
pale edges of the handsomest mouth man
ever had produced Il sigh and a quiver of
the limbs: and in hurry, TO the order Of the
ioctor. was the boly hftel and carried away
to a cabin.
All night long watch and watch was kept
in his cabin, by order Of the doctor, the
steward and his mate taking turn and turn
about, and with lemonade mOlstening his
lips, and with spoonfulS of beef tea feeding
him. The rest and the food and the care
were like a strong hand laid upon the shoul
der of a man who walks toward preClpice
Slowing him round and starting him back
again to safety; for in the morning, when he
awoke, he could speak, and ms first que ton
concerned his whereabouts
III go and tell the doctor you're awake,
sir" says the rrd-healed stewards mate,
whose spell 1t was in the cabin
The doctor WAS with Captain Turbulent
arranging the funeral Of Lieutenant Transoni
and the man Of wars man.
~Dr Cotton sir, if they've come by their
death by Il Frenchman, we'll bury I'm 10 a
volley, sir the captain was saying. Sir,
we'll make a state ceremony Of it, for the
glory of the cause and the satisfaction Of our
conscience, sir
Here broke in the stewards mate.
Captain. you had better come along with
me, says DR.. Cotton, He NAV have voic,,
enough 10 give Us his story, sir.
So they went together 10 where the sick
man lay But first some medical form, must
be gone through. and when the tongue wa,
inspected, and the pulse felt, and feeble an
swers made, the doctor softly asked ques-
tions
PRAY. my dear Young man. who are your
two companions, and how calne you TO he IN
this miserable plight"
"Thev are both dead. sir
ALAS. yrs-stone dead! and all their
troubles over"
They belonged to an English brig of war
call the Cleopatra, and one OF them Is Mr..
Transom. first lieutenant of the vessel y
Dear me--frSt lieutenant Poor man,
Promoted higher than any admiral now, sir.
And the other man is a sailor
Yes, sir" he said, in feeble voice; and
then rallying, and pTOpping himself ON his
elbow to speak: My name is Cuthbert
Shaw, and was impressed in err or to serve
on board the Cleopatra We fell in with a
Urge French frigate and fought her; but our
captain was killed with more than half our
men, and a great number wounled, after u
few broadsides, and we struck. 1t was a
cruel fight, most unequal, and all chance for
the brig was gone when her wheel was car
ried away We made up our minds TO be
carried to France; but the Frenchman, who
was same distance astern Of Us when We
struck and standing toward Us, altered her