Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1892-11-29
a pATaErIo IN0IDENT.
But the Adage "Alrs Well that Ends
Welr' Applies.

WoA+ AfphoS.
About the saddest thing / ever en-
conntered. says Mai. VIM. Z. Hodges,
was pathetic little incident on the
battlefield after the siege OF Atlanta
II was night, and l had been ordered 10
90 out and work on easement near the
enemy's lines. They knew we were
there. for they kept up continuous
ming. ping, ping Of mimic balls, now
and then varying the amusement oy
sending a hot ten-pounder, screening
the ground and playing havoc
with the bushes unpleasantly close
10 orr ears. As was run
ming about suddenly one OF our boys
rushed I'D and said: There's a dying
man wants to see you. Captain. YOU'D
better come quick, for he's got hole
/ through his head" / fastened In the
direction he indicated, and soon found
the poor fellow He was being propped
I'D by a corporal, but by the way ne
acted and talked l knew he was settled
/ for. They've got me this time, cap
tain" be said slowly, the blood choking
/ him as he spoke. He'd been wounded
a couple Of times before, and was a
/ brave man and a good one, too. SAID
what could In the line Of sympathy,
i telling him that il was the fate OF war,
| and that all his old comrades would Iol-
low him sooner or later. 1t was only
q matter of few days, any
how. II want you TO do me
3 favor, captain" he said, the death
sweat on his forehead shining like
beads in the ftful CLEAN Of a candle we
| 4 40 V'll do ~
| bow" l said. There's my knapsack
and canteen;" be choked pititully,
take them or send them TO my poor old
father and mother up in Vermont. Tell
'em that their only son died like a SOL
der on the field of battle. Tell them
that I died thinking of them; and, and
and, there's another matter, another
-" Here a stream of blood gushed
from his lips, and his eyes took on a
look Of horror that almost frightened
me. Another matter" ne gasped,
another matter. Reach down in my
blouse and get picture that is there"
/ did as directed, and saw in the faint
light that the card bore the face OF a
Young woman. Its, it's the girl
l was going to marryw sobbed the dying
man. "Tel her that, that l died with
my lips on hersl Put the picture to
my lips, captain, that 1 may, may kiss
it," He kissed the senselesS cardboard
over and over again, and though l
turned my face reverently away l
caught a glimpse Of the love-lit eyes
that told his devotion. As he caressed
the likeness for the last time the ambu-
lance drove up and he was tenderly
loaded in for the hospital, where his last
moments may be at any rate little
less painful than on the rough rock
strewn battle ground. The first
chance got l sent that knapSack
and that sweet Ease to the ones who
loved the soldier. That isn't all Of
the story. u October, il I reCollect
Alright, just before the battle of Al
toona, aud after Gen. Hood swung round
70 Grants rear, was riding along a
very dusty road with my company.
| Suddenly I saw a spectacle before me
that n&rly knocked me of my horse.
| There the middle of the road with
| his ard 5 wildly waving toward me, was
| the same dying soldier. His head was
baudaged up, and when he spoke his
yoicA was much impeded. I've gOt a
| furlouZh," he said, trying to grin good
nstbredly, but falling because of the
/ bahdages round his face. 1--WE got a
/ Through, and Pm going home to marry
What girl" And he did.-GlObe Demo
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