The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1894-06-10


Jedge wadleigh's am da want no Jedge
Wadleigih's. De place was all bu'nt;
de big house an de quahtahs and de
bahns. Oar wa Mt muffin lef', ony black
ruins an heaps OBJ itramplin' on de
gya!llden. Want nobody fer to tell US
noffin'. / get mighty scatmyse'f, deed
L did. an Missy Eunice she cry fer
'Brudder Frank say she hain't got
nobody lef in de void but Brudder
Frank an begged me 1 take her to
'Brudder Frank An I 'pinionated
mvsef dat couldn't do no bettah'n fin
y'u. sab, fer you tell me what | gWlne
do wild Missy Eunice. 50 we Got out:
1 knowd you was in de ahmy, san; am
folkes tole me whai de aihny Wuz; SO
we gwire erlong all right, put mos
/ dead beat out. till dis nlawnin.' Den
de debbil broke loose TO shuah De
tfustest ting we know'd de shootin' was
gWine on all round US. DE Solld yertn
was a heavin' and "a tremDhn, am de
clouds was a. Shakin' lax a nag I'M de
win. an de rotten balls was tumDlln
I'm de sky am a smasflin' de trees an
a Dustin de rocks. Oh, Mars FRANK!
it was a mos owdacious time Den |
llided Missy Eunice in a right safe place
bertwiXt de rocks an l Sorter Stroiled
away nyse'f to look TO you, Gaze L
know'd I'd fin Mars Frank wha' de
| fightin' was g-wine on. Maybe L was a
/ little mite scaa't.; fo' de fust- ing l
knowd / couldn't ketch my BRET, an
iguess I mus a bin runnin' Den l
crope back to fin Miss Eunice 1t was
a mighty long ways, but | crope an
crope till I see dis yer fab an seed
YOU. Mars Frank; den .knoWSd was
all right
..And you have left Eunice some
where alone all this terrible day."
MARS Frank, / couldn't a help 1t
An no HAHN come to Miss Eunice.
She lie quiet. lax a little mouse in de
mes. an nobody fin her
1--WE must see about that at once, IL
you can find where you left her
''Sho'ly, Mars Frank, go straight
as de crow fly Aunt mon a quaruah
mile. sab"
'fShe must, ait best, be almost starved
and frightened to death"
In a few moments Frank had a com
! rade walked to take his place as watch
er, but a second also had to he called,
as the first, upon being made acqualnt-
ed with the circumstances, roundly
swore he would sit by no campfire
while friend went away alone upon
such an GRAND as Franks. He would
go along. Sam guided them, and the
way was indeed short, for the negro
had the savage instinct of direction
and went on a Decline through the
forest. In their anxious eagerness the
trescuers gave no thought to the chances
of running upon a Federal picket
and, happily met no such surprise, the
northern outpostS having been estab-
llished on the brow of the hill beyond.
They found the big rocks between
which the child was hidden. The brush
piled to conceal her had been torn away
THE ground all about was much tram
pled-nothing but pine needles re-
manned in her hiding place-blood was
spattered upon one of the rocks.
When the war was over, none were
! less in sympathy with the partisan
demagogy which strove to keep sec
tional bitterness alive than the brave
veterans of the Grand Army. At all
their public reunions they made point
of welcoming and Hospitality entertain
ing men who had been ION the other
side" So, in 1872, l. Post, of New
York, received as one of its guests a
young southerner, Captain Frank Bev-
erly, who happened to be north on
business, and invited him to participate
in their commemoration of that ami
versary which should be held sacred
by all alike, north and south, in memo
ry of our loved. and honored dead, who
left sorrowing hearts behind them, nc
matter upon which side they fell Cap
tain Beverly gratefully accepted the
cordially rendered invitation, and was
given a seat in Colonel Swift's carriage
on the long ride to Greenwood GENE
terry.
Your face is strangely familiar to
me- remarked the colonel, as they rode
along together, yet, for the life of me
l can't place you. Were you ever in
New York before?"-
mo; never
And 1 have not been south. even as