The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1896-10-29

surveyed the prisoner
"Who il he?"
A corporal advanced and saluted.
"a Union soldier, sir. F"
"where did you get him?"
Caught attempting TO run through
the lines with flag. think he wanted
10 flag some train.
Lieutenant, detail ten men and have
him shot.
As the Lieutenant turned 20 obey the
order something familiar about the pris-
oner attracted the attention Of the gem
eral
'..Say, fellow, what's your namei' he
inquired
"Crawford. came the answer.
The general started.
"What did you sayf Crawford? Your
first name. man, quick"
Frank"
The general looked again into the
prisoners face.
my God. Frank, is it your" he
said, and ss the situation dawned on
him he continued:
"This is too bad.
Crawford, in surprise, surveyed his
captor for moment and recognized an
old school chum and companion.
"Why, Ellsworth, didn't know
ycup' he exclaimed.
"Here, lieutenant, take good care Of
this man. I'll attend TO his case later.
said the general as he hastily turned
away and resumed his inspection of the
scene below. Scarcely had he put his
glass to his eyes when he beheld the
feeting figure fall before the hating
train. This was the signal for action
among the rebels. With a few sharp
commando the troops formed in retreat
ing order and were soon lost to view in
q cloud Of dust.
Hours passed and the little woman,
once more in camp, showed signs of re-
turning life. Suddenly she opened her
eyes.
"What is thatf" she gasped.
"Be quiet" replied the nurse. lit is
nothing. You have been i'll and must
remain quiet"
"No, no; it is calling me" she per-
sisted, raising herself with much diff
Guilty upon her arm. II must go and see
what he wants"
'She must be out of her mind, !"
thought he nurse as she gently tried to
persuade the sick woman to remain still.
''There it is again, calling, calling "
"What is calling?"
"The telegraph instrument. You must
| take me to it. II ia my husband Is private
call. There, don't you hear it?"
In an adjoining tent on an improvised
desk the telegraph ticker merrily clicked
away it's dots and dashes. Thinking
only 10 humor her, the nurse called a
couple of stalwart soldiers and the cot
with its precious burden was carried
| close to the instrument.
Tremblingly her fingers sought the
key. Her husband had taught her its
use and given her peculiar call by
| which she could always recognize him.
| It was this call, the presence OF his
thought, that had called her spirit back
/ to earth.
"Who is it?" she licked.
"Friend-foe - friend - foe" came
| the answer.
"What do You want?''
''Mre. Crawford. ..3
"This is she. What is it?"
81, General Ellsworth, saw your brave
deed from the hill where i stood, came
the message, "and, although / had pre-
viously commanded tat your husband
be shot, you need have no fear. will
| spare his life for your sake. Goodby"
She sank back on the cot exhausted,
tears filled her eyes and faint "Thanh
Godp' escaped her lips as she was car
ried back 70 her tent.
The Ruerrillas had made hasty re-
treat, taking Crawford with them, and
were now 20 miles away, camping fol-
the night.
The hatred against Crawford was sc
bitter that General Ellsworth could not
pardon him, but that night, under the
cover Of darkness and in charge of q Sc
cretly instructed officer, Crawford was
mounted ON the fleetest horse in camp
with the instructions from the genera
to ride like h--lr'
He evidently obeyed, for he was not
seen again by the rebel soldiers. Nine
days after he joined his wife and babies
at Union headquarters. 1t was happy
reunion. and az soon rs Mrs Crawford
was able there was an elaborate recep
tion given by the officers in their honor,
at the Burnett House, in Cincinnati.
BY a strange coincidence. that was the
very day Morgan and his men were cap
tured, and the prisoners were made II
pass in review before the hotel en- route
to prison. Detroit News