Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1889-11-15

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lull in the attack he decided to go to the
bomb-proot lodges prepared for the
women, children and wounded, and see
him.
The little village bore every evidence Of
siege. The nice little cottage residences
were torn with shells and pierced with
balls. There was scarcely one that had
not been hit either from the guns, from
the ship, or the forces from the shore.
The upper stories Of some Of the houses
we're thickly peppeTed with musket balls.
As the Captain approached the hut
near which the wounded lay Ola came
to meet him. Her eyes were red with
weeping, and she had grown paler than
he had ever seen her.
How is your father OIa?" he asked.
She shook her head and buryIng her
face in her hands, said:
There is no hope.
Els he still a1lye2"
Yes but I know the doctor has given
him up. she sobbed.
do not weep, Ola, you have a protsC~
tor left, even though your father is slain. ."
But it is not over yet" the poor girl
sobbed. "The siege still goes on and
we know not who may fall next.
But God is too good to withdraw all
protection from you, said the young
commander. Some one viii be spared.
Father is gone. My dearest friend,
save yourself, she said, as she pointed,
lies there bleeding and dying, and you
may 90 next. Then who Will be left?"
The Lord viii raise you up a friend In
your distress, who viii defend and aid
you, dearest Ola. Do not think shat you
Will be left without some one to care for
you, for our Heavenly Father never al
lows even a sparrow to fall to the ground
without His notice.
They went to the spot where the sea
captain lay grOaning with pain. The
surgeon who had bound up his wounds
was at his side.
do you think his injuries fataI?" the
young commander asked the doctor. The
doctor, after a moments pause, answered:
Yes. I think his chances for recovery
very slight.
as the wound in the head fataI?"
mo; he has a bad cut there, but it is
not serious. The wound in his side is
much the worst of either. He could live
over that in his head, but no one could
live with that piece of iron in his side. "
Have you prObed for it?"
CAS- far as I dare. think it can never
be taken out.
How long do you think he viii last? /"
81 don't know; it may be several days
even weeks"
do you think he will regain his con-
seriousness before the end is reached?"
1T is very probable he viii. "
At this moment there came a heavy
boom out at sea, answered by another
shot from the large gun. A she'll expIOd-
ed above the village.
The young commander started and
looked guilty of having neglected his
duty. He glanced at the pale, beautiful
Ola. She sprang to his side and said:
Must you go?"
@Yes, Ola; must go. Duty demands
that I go to defend you, as we'll as the
others who depend on me.
She followed him to the door of the
bomb-proOf dug-Out, and there chung a
single moment to him. He clasped her
for an instant in his embrace, but as an
other boom" rang out from the man-of-
war, urging him back to scenes of car
mage, he pressed his lips to hers and
| hurried away.
The Xenophon had dropped down the
bay, as the gunner had supposed she
would, and, casting anchor, began to
lombard the port. But the deserte1
proved such an excellent gunner that at
the sixth shot she again weighed anchor,
and stood out to sea until she was too fan
to either do or receive any injury.