St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1894-06-17

thoroughly tagged out, was sitting against
tree that had been riddled by bullets, when
1 heard rustling movement near me and
called out: az = :,
"Who goes thereY
"It's me-" came the whispered responsty..
"Who are your
"Only Tommy de Kid"
"What brings you out here, Tommy"
said, II told you to get some sleep?"
"Yes, major, an meant to do as you told
me; but clar to God, cannot Sleep" he
groaned.
"But why not, Tommy? I wish I had
chance"
cts de cryin' of dem poor chaps out dere.
Jest listen to em, major! Amt it jest heart
breakin' not to be able to help em. Ders
goes dat same man, he amt more'n fifty
yards away
Tommy bent to listen, and we could hear
the appeal growing fainter with each repeti-
ton:
"Help help water water for Gods sake
-waterr
"Ken man sleep wild dat ringin' in his
ears? Why in h can't yous stop after
every fight till dem as is knocked out is
keered for?"
While the drummer was talking, the gray
dawn came to the clouds in the upper sky,
and like spectres could see the dim outlines
of the pickets in blue and gray.
l opened my haversack to eat a hurried
breakfast, and was about to ask Tommy to
Join me, when to my surprise, I saw him
creeping to the front, his drum looking like
the shell of huge snail.
ss'Tommvi an IIad ont ss,rbaro
are you off to?'
"I'm goin' to fetch that snoozer in he
said, and he waved his hand in the direction
from which the nearest cry had come during
the night, and where the fercest fighting had
been the day before.
"My God, man! Come back! Its death to
go out there!''
am not sure that Tommy understood me,
for already the prelude to the opera of death
had begun.
In the dim light we saw Tommy between
the lines.
The soldier he was helping was Confed-
crate, and an officer, as 1 could see by the
gilded stars on the gray collar of his coat
The man fastened his arms about the
youths neck, and at that instant the earth
shook, and, like the beating of ten thousand
drums, the musketry fire rolled from the
centre to the right and left.
The Confederates directly in our front saw
the boys effort, and they tossed up their
caps and cheered him. His comrades in blue
understood the effort, and fired over his
head. But the death messengers showed no
respect for the sublime valor of Tommy de
Kid.
Staggering under his burden, on he came.
Ny heart rose in my mouth, as I saw the
blood streaming over the boys face. ->%
In their awful eagerness, a thousand hands
were extended to Tommy.
He reached the lines, then plunged forward
with his burden, and we drew him back with
the young Confederate colonel whom he had
saved. -
''Did save dat snoozer?" asked Tommy,
as the doctor probed for the bullet that had
entered his shoulder and plowed through his
left lung.
eyes, Tommy, you saved him." said the
DOCTOR and he was about to add "but you
have lost your own life,'' but he thought bet
ter of it. - -
81 told you, Doc,' gasped Tommy, "dat
chap did want water. I'm glad I got to
him."
III was brave act, Tommy" coughed the
DOCTOR
'Brave nothin'! My God, I'd suffered
more'n him if hadn't got to him. You see,
went kinder to save my own feelinks. Ara 5.
I say, Doc?" tC2ry-
eyes, Tommy" y i
"Will the reb live?" Il
81 feel very sure he will"
"Well, if you see him-tell hinn-tell him.,
I'm dam glad-glad of it. Blest Tiff don't
feel sleepy; and-and, hello dere's de bugle
de assembly," aa7 s.lc#
And Tommy de Kid did hear bugle, but it
was not blown by mortal lips.
The mystic call came from over the dark
river, and Tommy de Kid responded and
passed from the battlefield to the white tents
of the silent and the camping ground of the
immortal. .--z II