Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1890-05-17

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pitiably.
"Art hurt. dear fellow =, ssh.a 7 tnrn,rs.
"Oh, Jack, Jsck--I have nd stomsch for
thisl A cool, wet death At sea I do mot fear:
only TO have these great hot shot burning IN
mans belly-,tis tcrrifvins. 1 hate = swift
deathl Jnck. lie A sinner-I will coufew:
lied to thee yesterday--neyer kiuucd the three
maids smoke of--pcyer kissed but one 4 my
lie, an her q tap weucb. that slappsd my
face for Z. an 40 don't properly count bs
a very boastful manr'
Now | myself had felt somewhat cold In
sido when the guns began roaring; but this
ct me right In trice. whipped Q pistol
out Of my sash and put the cold ring 10 his
ear; and be scrambled up, and was very
lion all the rest OF the day.
But nov We had again to change our
coursp, Tor to my disnay saw . line Of
sharpshooters moving down among the Rorss
bushes to take the Cornishmen In flank,
And twas lucky We had but little way far
thcr to 20, for these administers, thinking
perhaps from my dress ind our running thus
that we bore some message, opes.cd hrs On
US; and, though they were bad marksmen.
twas ugly 10 SEQ their bullets pattering into
the turf to right and left.
We caught up the very last line OF the a..
ccnding troop--lean, hungry looking men,
Y. i
they were about three hundred In all "Como
Oh, lad" called out bearded fellow with .
bandage over ono eye, making room for mo
at his side; there's work for plenty morei''-
and minute after shot took him In the
ribs, aud he screamed out, "Oh, my 0od!"
and ninging up his arms lcapcd foot In the
dir and fell on his face
Eut In the midst Of this skurry heard the
sound OF cheering. Twas Sir John Berke-
ley's troop till now posted under cover Of the
hedges below that had come to our support;
and the rebels, fearing to advance too far,
must have Withdrawn again behind their
earthwork, for after while the pressure
eased a bit, and, to my amaze, the troop
which but a minute since was q mere huddled
crowd formed In some order afresh and once
more began to climb. This time l had
thick set pikeman In front OF me, with big
wen at the back OF his neck that seemed to
fix all my attention. And up We went,
counting the beat OF my heart, that was al
ready going hard and short with the work;
and then, amid the rattle and thunder OF
their guns, we stopped again.
had taken no notice Of 1t, but In the con-
fusion OF the first repulse the greater part OF
our men had been thrust past me- 20 that
now found myself no farther back than the
fourth rank, and at the very foot Of the
earthwork, up the which our leaders were
flung like wave, and soon was scrambling
after them ankle deep In the sandy earth,
the man with tho wen just ahead, grinding
my instep with his heel, and poking his pike
staff between my knees as he slipped.
Aud just at the moment when the top Of
our wave was cleaving q small breach above
US he fell on the fiat Of his pike, with his nose
buried in the gravel and his hands clutch
ing. Looking up, saw tall rebel strad-
ding above him with musket clubbed to beat
his brains out whom with an effort caught
by the boot, and, the bank slipping at that
instant down We all slid in heap, tumble
Of arms and legs, to the very bottom.
Before had the sand well out Of my eyes
my comrade was up and had his pike loose,
and in a twinking the rebel was spittcd
through the middle and writhing. Twas
sickening but before could pull out my pis-
tol and end his pain las l was minded) back
came our front rank atop Of us again, and
down they were driven like sheep, my COM
panion catching up the dead mans musket
and ammunition bag and following down the
slope with throe stout rebels at my heels.
.sWhat will be the end OF this2n thought I.
The end was that after forty yards or So
finding the foremost close upon me, turned
about and let ay with my pistol at him. He
spun round twice and dropped. which I was
wondering at-tbe pistol being but POOR
weapon for aim-when was caught BY the
arm and pulled behind a clump Of bushes
handy by Twas the man with the wen, and
by his smoking musket knew that twas he
had fred the shot that killed my pursuer.
"Good turn for good turn, says he; ''quick
with thy other pistolr'
The other two had stopped donbtfully, but
at the next discharge Of my pistol they
turned tail and went up the hill again, and
we were left alone And suddenly grew
aware that my head was aching fit to split,