Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-02-20

It's my turn, and I'm going TO take II
quiet. But want 10 say somcthing--to
write something TO my wife in Charles
ton Will you do that for mel II isn't
much for q man to ask OF another. l
don't want TO die and rot In this cursed
wilderness without saying goodby b
her"
you must look sharp then" said Ro-
land. knocling beside him. "for | shall
be called into camp in few minutes
He took an old letter from his pocket
and with numbcd fingers began TO write,
at tho wounded mans dictation, on it,
blank side
"My darling Rose" hobegan.
Roland started as II stung by n snake
and bent q sudden look Of questioning
anger on his companions face. The
southerner looked back ut him for q
moment with look Of surprise. Then
his face changed.
Jim vickorsi' said Roland.
"Roland Pcarsew cried the other. and
for moment thoro was silence between
them.
Last time your name passed my
lips" said Roland slowly, II swof0 ta
put bullet into you on sight"
81 guess you needn't" said vickers
'Tye got two already. Not that I'm
particular to bullet or so. only you
might finish tho letter first. anyhow.
For Gods sake. Poarso," no continued.
sudden emotion conquoring his dare
devil cynicism, "writo the lotteri Its
for Rose. She won't have a cent In the
world II cant send her the news
want you TO write. and she and the child
will starva got her by trick. know.
and nasty trick, too; but Id have done
murder TO get her. Sho was the one
woman ever cared straw for. really.
And she loves me too. Shoot mo II you
like. but for Gods sake write the let
ter"
Roland bent his head over the scrap Of
paper again.
go on, he said hoarsely, and Wick
ers went on, painting out tho words with
an eagcrness which proved tho sincerity
Of his affection. The letter had regard
to tho disposition OF certain sums Of
money for which tho voucher had been
destroyed by fro during tho siege of
Philipvillo two days previously. 1t
was scarcely ended whom buglc sounded
from the camp.
That's tho sentinel's recall" said Ro-
land II must got in. III forward the
letter the first chance get"
Ho rose. Vickcrs, with a dumb agony
Of grateful entreaty in his face. fcobly
held up his left hand-tho right arm was
shattorcdi After moments hesitation
Roland bent and took IL.
Here" no said. "tako this"
lilo dropped his flask beside him.
keep your heart up; perhaps you amt
Ms bad as you think. III SEQ II can get
help for you"
Tears started to the wounded wrcteh's
eyes.
"Roso had better have taken you. !
guess" he said. Roland turned sharply
away.
"I'll DO back Us quickly "a can" he
said, aud plowed his way back into
camp without u single backward glance
Coming 10 large tent, tho only one In
the camp, roughly run up as u tempo
rary hospital, no passed between two
rows Of PROSTATE figures, sunk In the
sleep Of exhaustion or tossing In agony,
TO where n man In tho uniform Of an
army surgeon was bending, pipe in
mouth. over tho body Of n patient. II
want to speak TO you when you've FIN
ished, Ned"
The surgeon nodded without raising
his eyes, complrtcd his task, ran his
blood stained fingers YEARLY through
his hair and turned to Roland with
yawn and n shfvcr.
That's tho last Of en-" he said; 'rvc
been at II since nightfall, and I'm dead
beat. Cut 1t short, old man; we start
in an hour. and mean to get wink Of
-fm afraid you'll have TO do without
It," said Roland. "Do you remember
Jim ViokersY'
Jim Vickorsi" repeated the surgeon.
"oh. ycsi Tho man who married Roso
Bishop"
Roland WINGED and nodded.
Hes out there, shot In tho arm and
leg. Says he's dying. Ho didn't know
me, and asked mo TO write u word for
him TO Roso-to his wife. want you
to come and have n look at him."
Tho surgeon shrugged, with a half
yawn.
"He's Reb. | s'pose, Haven't seen
him in our crowd"
"Yos," said Roland, ''but one man Is |
pretty much the same to you as another.
l reckon. and-you know Rose. You
might save him."
Ned shrugged again. tossed some lint |
and other nocessaries into bag on tho |
table and they set out together. They |
found Vickers asleep. with the empty |
whisky flask lying on tho snow beside |
him.
There was u ruined shed at hundred |
yards dista'vo to which they carried tho |
wounded man, who awol;e and groanoa
Us he was raised. Arrived under shelter,
Ned silently betool himself TO exninin-
Ing Vickers' wounds. Arm and leg were
both shattered, and three Of his ribs
were broken by a horses hoof. Roland
his friends face, but II wore
the aspect Of even gravity common TO
the faces OF mon Of his profession en-
gagged at their work, and nothing was to
bc learned from It. His task finished,
no patted his patients shoulder, collected
his tools and left tho shed. Roland fol-
lowed him TO the door.
what do You Think Can he pull
through
"Ho would with proper nursing and
good food; not without"
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