Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1893-05-25

found himself alone, as ne thought,
and within the lines of the enemy.
His horse was shot from under him and
he was just being set upon by three
when assistance suddenly
came TO him In most unexpected
manner A private soldier, from some
other regiment, as the colonel could
see by his uniform, and who had evil
IDENTIFY been caught alone as he had
himself, came rushing up just as he
had turned TO engage his adversarics.
A saber cut from one Of them had on
the instant disabled his right arm,
when the stranger, with dubbed gun,
rushed in between him and the attack
ing party, and, with the utmost
bravery, and with strength almost
giantlike, laid all three of the enemy
In the dust. While IL seemed ages to
Col. Weston, it was all really done in n
moment, and the private had seized the
bride of u confederate's horse, helped
Col. Weston to mount and was trying
TO mount behind him when the man he
was saving saw him suddenly reel and
fall to the ground The horse, at that
instant, gave bound away and Col.
Weston never saw his rescuer after,
nor could he, with the utmost en-
deavor, ever find out who he was.
Col. Weston's escape was nothing
short of n miracle. In the very heat
of that second days fight on May 9, the
horse he rode carried him right into his
own lines, but he reached there In a
fainting condition, and was ut once
sent home TO Eastville. Having recov-
cred he made diligent search for the
soldier who had saved his life at the
cost of his own, but IL was of no avail.
He took up his law study again, gradu-
ated and was admitted 70 the bar BE
fore beginning his practice, however, at
the advice of his father, he made trip
abroad and had only returned short
time before the opening of this story
and had opened an office in the city.
lie had not even yet had his first client
and little did he think who his first one
would be.
Decoration day had been appointed
as national holiday, and the patriot
ism Of the people of Eastville led them,
as usual, TO make much OF the occasion.
Judge Weston had always been called
upon for the public speaking ut such
events, but this time IL was TO be the
young lawyer who was TO deliver the
address and eulogize the soldier dead.
II was to be a great day, and the old
judge was in something of fever of
expectancy to hear his sons grafton.
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excepting little Ethel, went TO the
cemetery to see the graves decorated
and TO hear the speeches The young
miss could not get over her grief at the
destruction of her flowers, and had no
heart TO do anything but hover about
the pillagcd conservatory, picking up
the remnants here and there as she
could find them. This led her out into
the grounds and there she had an cXpe-
rience which had good and bad results,
Old Sampson, the gardener, went as
In duty bound and heard his young
master talk and then, not caring for
the rest, took his pleasure in walking
about the grounds lie had strayed
off to a secluded part OF the country
when suddenly he came upon young
lad whose hands were full OF flowers
he knew well
AHA you young thief, | have
caught you, have r. And so the Judge
was right with his Joke after all"
81 am no thief Let go Of me-" said
the boy, for Sampson had grasped him
roughly nv he arm
'No indeed" said Sampson; sit don't
look like II with my hot house flowers
in your thicving hands. What did you
steal them for, you rascal? You come
with me, and down to the town old
Sampson took his prisoner and had
him locked up.
1t had been a great day in Eastville
and no one was as happy as Judge
Weston over his sons success In the
afternoon. The young man was rather
pleased and was down In the city re-
ceiving the conRratulations of his
friends In the midst of IL all he inoi-
dentally heard Of SIMPSONS capture,
and some one loosely remarked that
the lad might be his first client. Some
thing, he could not tell himself what,
led him 20 seek the boy.
We'll, my lad, what Is your name?"
asked Walter.
my name Is Charles Dalton, sir; can
you tell me why ! am locked up here?
am no thief, | told that old man that
the young lady at the big house gave
me those hc,v.rs-and she did; / never
stole anything in my life; my father
was the bravest soldier that fought in
the war, and do you think would dis
grace his memory by being thief"
"WLat vOung lady .gayc you the