Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1898-05-26
A WARTIME ADONIS.

tIlc june dLteI Tue war DIOhP out,
said a handsome matron, land was
engaged to splendid looking fellow,
who was rich and quite devoted. |
wondered vaguely that he took so
little part in the all exciting issues,
but not until my brother enlisted
and my father tried to and couldnt
because of weak lungs did | get really
interested. Our wedding was put off
till quieter times, and | was in no
hurry to resign my belledom anyway.
One day during the first draft excite
ment Donald came to call. I have
escaped he said merriiy.
Escaped what?' | asked in amaze
ment. I didn't know you were in
danger
well, | was in great danger he
returned seriously. 4 was drafted
"'And how did you get OFF,
asked
81 pleaded physical disability
was his reply.
II was paralyzed for q moment.
Then | excused myself and flew to
father. oh, papa I cried as tumbled
, into his arms, Donald has some fear
full disease and can't go into the army,
and here I'm engaged to him! How
, could you consent to my marrying a
man who has some constitutional
weakness?'
Poor, patient father laughed a
little sadly as he explained the sub
terfuge. He is as sound as a dollar,
child
" Physically | cried angrily, bur
not morally! I'd rather be the wife
of an honest physical wreck than
| lying Adonis.' And in ten minutes
! Mr.. Donald was richer a diamond
ring, but poorer by one sweetheart.
had all my dainty lingerie made for
my wedding trousseau, and | cut up
every inch of it and made handker-
chiefs for the boys in the hospitals.
| married my brothers colonel and
he's in the line today"
a GENERAL CARRIED THE FLAG.
1t is the duty of the enlisted men,
sergeants and corporals to carry the
colors. When in the emergency Of
action an officer seized the flag, he
passed beyond the line of duty and
oftentimes earned medal of honor
thereby. AT Chickamauga General
Steeran took one of the regimental
flags and, rushing far to the front
with it, exclaimed, Boys, I'll carry
your flag if you'll defend it!'-New
York Press.
THE GRAY AND THE BLUE.
| On the battlefield at Richmond, Ky,
in 1862 confederate and federal
soldier were lying some distance
| apart. Both were PROSTATE from Sc
we're wounds. Il am dying for wa
ter the boy cried out in despair.
II have water in my canteen to
which you are welc le,' said the
one in gray.
Il couldn't move to save my life, :"
groaned the wounded federal. The
confederate lifted his head and look
ing over at his wounded foeman,
called out in compassion, Hold on a
little longer, Yank and I'll come to
YOU"
By digging his hands into tho
ground the heroic southerner dragged
himself to the side of the federal
groaning every time he moved. After
the sufferer had drunk eagerly the
TWO clasped hands in token of buried
hatred. The confederate had overex-
erted himself and brought on a hemor-
rhage, from which he died in a short
time. The boy in blue kissed again
and again the cold hand that had
brought him relief when he was ia
ken away to the hospital, where he
died next day.
NOT FORGOTTEN.
The nayy's dead will not be forgot
ten on memorial day. In the numer-
Gus ports all over the world where
officers and men have found their final
resting places memorial services will
be observed by the companies of any
United States man-of-war that may be
in the harbors. If they are unfortu-
nately distant from points where the
graves of the navy's dead are located,
then the diplomatic and consular
representatives of this government
will probably place flowers on the
tombs to shCw that the government
of the United States remembers its
servants.
VISIONS OF HEROES.
My mind fills to overlooking with
thoughts that come unbidden of the
men who wore the blue and Often
stained it purple. | see them in the
bloody day at Shiloh in the phenom-
email campaign about Vicksburg.
see Thomas, standing like a rock al
Chickamauga, sustained by men whc
could not be driven back while theii
hands could hold the cold steel. anC
( there is Black Jack Logan riding
along the lines at Atlanta, and harh
; to the tramp of Sherman's men
marching over the hills and through
, the valleys down to the sea, The SCI
: ave, its voices sing to me OF ships