The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1898-05-18

11..:oo...5 cut great cash III his left ar,u.
The steaming blood sIurted over his
face and chest, but be dashed the hora
cup to the wound With a liglsnirgiike
swing, and tie hot fluid gushed into it.
He felt his face srow red and white hy
turns, and a strolg tremor filed lis
frame, but be kept tight held of tie
horn until he knew that his olcod was
trickling into it more end mere slowly.
Then he satisfied himself that the cup
was nearly full to the brin, though his
head swan and the walls ard tie
coach and the girl upon it appeared to
him to turn round III hazy whirl. lie
crept to the couch side with the love OF
life beaning in his dark eyes. Gen
tly, tenderly, as a woman might have
done, he inserted his right arm beneath
the girls shoulders, and, raising her
dropping head with solicitous care, he
held with his left the cup to her lips,
though he felt the blood still flowing
from his arm in warm stream. The
half open lips admitted few drops; then
the head sank back as gasping thrill
pervaded the slender frame. Harry soft
ly pressed the cup again TO his loves
lips. and a few more drops passed.
Then be waited dozen seconds,
while his sight grew DINNER and his
temples throbbed as in fever Again he
placed the cup to the white lips, and he
was happy to see a few more drops of
his life's blood rushing to save her
whom he loved so we'll.
Time after time during the next hour
be repeated his work Of mercy until at
last the CLASSY eyes Frightened with the
signs of reviving life and a dim smile
beamed there. The cold figure seemed
to warm into pulsating vigor, the bosom
heaved in more visible evenness, and at
last sigh, long drawn, escaped from it.
Then Harry on sudden felt all
around him grow dark. His wounded
arm burned as in a raging fever, and he
swayed as he knelt by his Nellie's
couch.
GIVE done what I could, % he NUT
tered. ."Goodby, Nellie. Goodby, .dar-
lin. Goodby, goodby!"
He stretched out a wildly fumbling
hand and fell face foremost on the floor.
The sun Of bright winter morning
glowed, an CRIB Of red fire, On q horizon
of silver, which graduated westward
into pale, steely blue.
Around the hltwhere PaintheT Harry
lay horses neighed and paved the snowy
ground, while the air was astir with
CHEEKY human voices.
A score of Uncle Sans dragons, un-'
recognizable as soldiers under the odd
est and most varied assortment of fur
clothing, tramped up and down by the
tethered horses, swinging their arms
and stamping their feet to keep their
limbs warm in the keen and bltlngly
brisk atmosphere.
Within three or four men, two Of
them in the uniform Of officers of the
United States cavalry, we're busy at
tending to the leeds of poor Nellie,
who sat, pale and shamefaced, on her
couch, looking with frightened gazelle
eyes at her lover, whose wounds one Of
the men was dressing.
GA fne fellow that, doctor!" ex-
claimed boisterous Lieutenant OF dra-
goons. "I wonder how he came by that
cash in the arm. The place is swim
ming in blood. Is he all right?''
Right as rain, - tie suTseon replied.
"Ee has;3't poisoned his constitution
with whisky Of late. He'll be up and
doing in q day CT ,v'o. .
card tie old r..:a.r:' asked the officer.
"Ihere's life il the cldfcog for many
a day to cone yet. Eat Cont yoI go