The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-06-01

come 10 Try.
And this rascal" He turned on Billy.
Billy heard not word, of course, vet am
swered readily:
why, since your honor 10 so pleasantly
aslnded-let 1T DE cider"
Now the first effect of this, delivered will
all force Of lung, was to make the bic man sill
bolt upright and staring; recovering speech
however, he broke into q yolley of blasphe
nous curses.
All this while the man in buff had scarcs
lifted his eyes off the map. But now he look,
up-and l saw at the first glance that the two
men hated each other
II think" said he, quietly, 'my Lord
Mohun has forgot to ask the gentlenanl
namen
Ny name is Marvel, sir-John Marvel.nI
answered him with a bow.
"Heyr-and, dropping his pen, he starts
up and grasps my hand =. Then It's you I
have never thanked for his gracious maiesty;s
letter.
1.-THE Gen. HoptonF" cried L
seven so, sir. My lord" he went on. still
holding my hand and turning to his compan-
ion, "let me present to you the gentleman
that in January saved your house of Bocon-
uoc from burning at the hands OF the rebels
whom God confound this dayrn He lifted
his hat
Amen" said /, as his lordship bowed, ex-
ceeding sulky. But I did not value his rage.
being hot with joy to be so repraised by the
first captain las yet hold on the royal side,
Who now, not without sly triumph, flung
the price of Billy's cider ON the table, and,
folding up his map, addressed me again:
Master Marvel, the fight today will lie
but little with the horSe-or so l hope You
will do well, if your wish be to serve us best.
to leave your mare behind The troop which
my Lord Mohun and I command together
Is below. But Sir Bevi1l Granville, who has
seen and Is interested in you has the first
claim; and L would not deny you the delight
to light your first battle under so good mas
ter. His men are, with Sir John Berkeley's
Troop, little to the westward; and if you
are ready will go some distance with you,
and put you IN the way to find him My lord,
may we look for you presently?'
The Lord Mohun nodded, surely enough:
so, Billy'S cider being now drunk and Molly
given over to an ostler, we set out down the
hill together, Billy shouldering pike and
walking after WITH the groom that led Sir
Ralph's horse. Be sure the generals courtly
manner of speech set my blood tingling.
seemed to grow full teo inches taller; and
when, in the vale, we parted, he directed me
to the left, where through gap 1 could see
Sir Bevilps troop forming at some five hum
dred PAGES distance, felt very Desperate
warrior indeed, and set off at run, with
Billy behind me.
Twas an open space we had TO cross, dot
ted with gorse bushes, and the enemy's regi-
nil To
the slope above, which here was gentler than
to the south and west. But hardly had we
gone ten yards when L saw puff of white
smoke above, then another, and then the
summit ringed with fame, and heard the
noise of its roaring in the hills around At
the first sound pulled up, and then began
running again at full speed; for 1 saw our
division already in motion and advancing up
the nil at quick pace.
The curve of the slope hid all but the near
est; but above them 1 saw a steep earthworl,
and thereon three or four brass pieces of ord
nance glittering whenever the smoke lifted.
For here the artillery was plying the brisk
est, pouring down volley on volley; and four
regiments at least stood massed behind, ready
to fall on the Cornishmen; who, answering
with small discharge of musketry, now ran
forward more nimbly.
To catch up with them, 1 must now turn
my course obliquely up the hill, where run
ming was pretty toilsome We were painting
along when suddenly a shower Of sand and
earth was dashed in my face, scattering me
all over. Half blinded, looked and saw a
great round shot had plowed trench in the
ground at my feet, and lay there buried
At the same moment, Billy, who was run
ming at my shoulder, plumps down on his
knees and begins to whine and moan most
pitiably.
''Art hurt, dear fellow7n asked 1, turning.
"Oh. Jack, Jack-I have no stomach for
thisL A cool, wet death at sea do not fear;
only to have these great hot shot burning in
a mans belly-'tis terrifying. I hate swift
DEATH Jack, l be a sinner-I will confess; I
lied to thee yesterday-never kissed the three
maids l spoke of-never kissed but one i my
life, an her a tap wench, that slapped my
face for It, an so don't properly count. 1 be
a very boastful mani"
Now l myself had felt somewhat cold In
side when the guns began roaring; but this
set me right in a trice ] whipped a pistol
out of my sash and put the cold ring to his
ear; and he scrambled up, and was very
lion all the rest of the day.
But now we had again to change our
course, for to my dismay saw line Of
sharpShooters moving down among the gorse
bushes to take the Cornishmen in flank.
And twas lucky we had but little way far
Their to 90, for these skirnishers, thinking
perhaps from my dress and our running thus
that we bore some message, opened fire on
US; and, though they were bad marksmen,
twas ugly to see their bullets pattering into
the turf to right and left.
We caught up the very last line of the as
cending troop-lean, hungry looking men,
with wan faces, but shouting Justify think
they were about three hundred in all 'eCcme
on, lad," called out q bearded fellow with a
bandage over one eye, making room for me
at his side; ''there's work for plenty moreln-
and minute after a shot took him in the
ribs, and he screamed out, ''Oh, my Godp'
and, finging UP his arms, leaped foot in the
air and fell on his face.
But in the midst of this skurry heard tho
sound of cheering. Twas Sir John Berks-
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 a while the pressure
eased a bit, and, to my amaze, the troop
which but minute since was mere h1ddled
crowd formed in some order afresh and once
more began to climb. This time 1 mad
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, I
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 it, but in the con-
fusion of the first repulse the greater part Of