Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1896-10-23
FROM THE JAWS OF DEATH.
a singular and Pathetic Romance of the
Battle OF Atlanta.

singular and Pathetic Romance OF the
Battle OF Atlanta.
One Of the singular occurrences Of
the civil war that came under my
observation, says Major William Il.
Goges in the Iowa Woodman, was q
pathetic little incident on the battle
field after the siege Of Atlanta. 1t
was night, and l had been ordered
to 90 ont and work on easement
near the enemy ; lines. They knew
we were there, for they kept up
continuous ping, ping, ping OF mimic
balls. now and then varying the
amusement by sending a hot Ten
FOUNDER, scorching the ground and
playing havoc with the bushes IN
pleasantly close 10 our ears. As |
was running about, suddenly one OF
the boys rushed up and said:
There dying man wants to
see you, captain. You'd better come
quick, for he's got hole through
his head !"
FASTENED in the direction indi-
Gated and soon found the poor fel-
low. he was being propped up by
corporal. but by the way he acted
and talked I knew he was settled
for.
They We got me this time, cap
tain, he said slowly, the blood
choking him as he spoke He'd been
wounded couple Of times before
and was brave man and a good one
too. said what I could in the line
OF sympathy, telling him that ii
was the fate OF war. and that his
old comrades would follow him
sooner or later. 1t was only a mat
ter of few Gays anyhow.
Il want you TO do me favor,
captain, he said, the death sweat
on his forehead shining like beads
in the fitful CLEAN Of candle he
had lighted.
"Of course III do it, my boy,
said
There my knapsack and can
teen, he choked pitifully. Take
them or send them TO my poor old
father and mother up in Vermont.
Tell EN- that their son died like a
soldier on the field of battle Tell
them that died thinking Of them,
and-and-and there is another mat
ter-another = Here a stream OF
blood gushed from his lips, and his
eyes took on a look Of horror that
almost frightened me. Another
matter, he gasped, another mat
ter. Reach down in my blouse and
get q picture there l did as di-
rected and saw in the faint light that
the card bore the face Of "a young
woman. "It's-it's the girl was
going TO marry, sobbed the dying
man. Tel her that I died with
my lips on hers. Put the picture to
my lips, captain, that | may kiss
it. - He kissed the sensclcss card
board over and over again, and,
though l turned reverently away, |
caught glimpse OF the lovelit eyes
that told Of his devotion.
AS he caressed the likeness for the
last time the ambulance drove up,
and he was tenderly loaded in for
the hospital where his last mo
nents might be less painful than on
the rough, rock strewn battle-ground.
The first chance l got ! sent that
knapsack and that sweet face to the
ones that loved the soldier That
ism t all the story. In October, If !
recollect right, just before the bat
tie of Altoona and after General
Hood swung around to Grant 5 rear,
was riding along u very dusty
road with my company. Suddenly
saw a spectacle before me that
nearly knocked me off my horse.
There, in the middle of the road,
with his arms wildly waving to-
ward me, was that same dying sol
dior. His head was bandaged up,
and when he spoke his voice was
much impedod
I've got a Through, he said,
trying to grin good naturally, but
failing because of the bandages
around his face I've got fur
Tough, and I'm going homo to mar
~ that girl. - And he did.
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