Telegram-herald., 1890-01-18
A BABY II THE BATTLE.
Al Incident IL tie Career or Hsr.i
LoEd Charles Hay
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CT not. r he goes running Ia among ths
bUl.ets aks th=sg
II truth Young Salam2Dceg7 other
- se Lord Charles Hay of the First Life
Quarts dld seem q De- running q fearful
risk without any reason whatever one
II the hardest battles ever fought BE-
tEeea the French I'D English la Bel
giuiu sas az - hottest The French
army sas much the stronger 81 the tao,
snd although tle EnglisA held their
groaud as stubborulY as bulldogs IL
seened very doubtful which way the
hghg would 10. just then. Ia tie thick
OF tbs upTOaT ana confusion. the rolling
smoke and the fying shot. Young Hsv
(Whose bravery under hre had long since
earned him the nickname II ..Salafnan-
der from MS adoring soldiersl was seen
u step forth from the English line aud
advance straight toward the enemy.
DESPERATE yENTCRE.
A more desperate venture could hardly
b. imagined, Tor so thilkly were the bul-
lets flying between the two opposing
lines thar the little jets OF dust whic.
they Knocked up from the dry earth
formed a cloud almost as dense as the
smoke itself Nothing mortal surely
could i've in such q storm OF shot; and
what could be possibly b. going 20 90
thsrel
Come back. my lord; come back, for
heavens sake" shouted dozen deep
voices az once.
The young FOOLS mad-stark mad"
roared the English colonel. recovering
from his stupor OF amazement. Come
hack this minute, you young idiot! Do
you want 70 be killed.
But Lord Charles still went forward
without moments pause, as if he had
not heard them. Then the English
ceased firing in sheer astonishment; bat
Just az that moment the fash and crackle
OF fresh volley burst forth like a storm
along the glittering line of French bayo-
nets, and all was hidden in smoke. When
the smoke cleared again every one expect
ed 10 see the brave lad living dead. But
no-Hay was still on his feet. His cap
had been struck off, and some said that
they could see blood on his face, bat he
was still marching onward as steadily as
ever.
And now the French grenadiers, begin
ming to descry him through the rolling
smoke. stopped firing III their turn, sup
posing that this single man vino was
coming toward them so boldly from the
English line must be the bearer of some
message from the British general, and
the attention Of the two contending hosts
was bent upon the solitary figure be-
tween them. just then a Sudden gust of
wind whirled aside for moment the
cloud Of smoke and dust, and every one
saw for the FIRST time what Lord Charles
Hay was about.
\ little % the left Of the English line
of battle stood cluster Of miserable
novels. and the Flemish peasants who in
habited them, instead Of running away
when the battle began, as one might
have expected, had stayed where they
were. seeing that the fight seemed 10 be
rolling away from them, and not liking
the idea Of abandoning their huts, which,
poor and wretched as they were, were
the only home that they had But they
soon found that they were mistaken, for
a sudden change in the position of the
two armies brought these unlucky cot
tages right into the line Of fire, and the
terrified peasants, finding the cannon
balls falling thckly on every side Of
them. took to their heels at once, drag
ging with them their children and what
few goods they could manage 10 carry.
In the hurry OF this panic flight a tiny
girl, hardly old enough to walk alone,
had fallen or been left behind, and was
now lying on the ground midway be-
tween the French and English lines, cry
ing bitterly. while her mother could be
seen in the distance shricking wildly and
tossing her arms IN the air and strug-
Cling To break loose from her hus band,
who was holding her firmly, for, count
ing his child already lost. lac had no wish
% lose his wife "a well
RFFIAUDED BT THE ESEMY.
Coolly as If ou parade tho brave young
gpagdsmau s,rode Onward % the spot
where the helpless child lag. his fair hair
and bright Young face showing through
tire till0vv smoke like those Of an angel
IN some 9'd it1iian painting. Tie raised
II tenderiy m ms arms am some VINO
81" J, sa'l ai'''f "'rd 'i'at 'he poor niue
trem1.er ceased crying az once. Is If
s'n-h,d anu e.,h''Fle1 ~ Ms gentie
vo.ce anu AiA''y s9l''e- Ihen' heepihg
h'7 own 0oHy - nHen as posa'oie oe-
t"at p .He -"''t ah'' t'e i-teie1 blIsAets