Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-07-08

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Many of the militia knew her, and the,
We're proud of her They knew her TO
what she was--a brave, heroic girl, purely
sweetiy womanly, yet ready as any of hej
oroohers to take the weapons from hel
beft and defend her life or that of any sh,
ioved--a girl imbued with all the glory and
strength of her native mountains
She acknowledged the cheers with a
sweet grave dignity, Then the leading Off
Ger In her escort whispered something "a
the major ere he helped her 60 dismonnt
She caught the reply. Itmade herrrem
BILE, but with the suspicion of a .,r~ot low
not sorrow
mot deadl' were the words vhsuh ,ar,e
from her white lips with a gasp
"No"--the major came TO her side ouiek
ly-"the courier made mistake n was
Ned Sampson who died. Ashby vet lives
though he lies still almost at deatb'sdo
The major led the way into the tept
where the wounded man Law motionino
the guard aside. Then he left her. followed
by the young officer who had been in nj
tendance
Taking up the hand that lay SO helnless
against the rough blankets she pressed n
TO her lips, and then for the first time the
Tears teH from her eyes-fell in a hot blind.
ing mist What pain and anguish had not
Done JOY had accomptished-jo that he
sun hVed and that she had reached him in
une 10 give ali her young life to his care
and service
lis coat-the one he had worn when
parting from her-lay on the bed. Her
eyes darkened as she saw the stains of |
Dlood and the bullet hole. She took Il in
her hands, examining it keenly There
were the pansies, faded and worn, still
pinned inside. The bullet had passed
through just above them.
had the bullet struck him an inch
lower 1t would have been fatal.D one of
the men afterward told her.
Perhaps the pansies by some subtle in
huence had saved him; perhaps her own
spirit IN that moment of agony had passed
INTO them, making them indeed a real tai
lsman TO protect him. She loved to think
thls that God had answered her earnest
prayers by investing these. her chosen
flowers, with the power to save his life.
IL was only giriish fancy, but it made
her happy, She took the dead, sweet blos. ]
SONS and laid them tenderiy away Until '
,hey became dust these faded flowers
would be sacredly cherished
Jeannette came TO Ned's bedside one dav ,
WIN look Of JOY upon her lovely face II
vas like "A TRANSPORTATION.
Ned, she cried, with a return Of her
I'D life and spirit, "the war is over. Peace
5 declared and we are going 70 take you
lOme tomorrow morning
For answer he silently pre- sed The small
warm hand that crept into his own. When
yer was there "A sweetheart so tender and
rue, so beautiful and brave
when they reached the springs loud and
MA were the cheers given for the brave
oys returning from the war, and not only
)r the boys but for the brave girl who
ad dared TO go TO the front for loves sake
hder the glorious sweep Of the spanpled
ag she rode, her cheeks afame like tho
rimsoh stripes and her eyes splendid with
ne sunlight OF love
u know It was the pansies thar saved
gu, she whispered to Ned when thew
GOD once more together under the shadow
their own beautiful, royal tinted mount.
ms. The pansies have human faces. and
believed God has invested every blossom
lth graces and power which we do not
lderstand."
Her tall lover. looked down upon the D
'eet face uplifted to his, smiling at the
rllsh folly yet touched by the pure
it'll in il.
And, after all, who shah say that she
as not righti-New York World.