St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1899-07-01
I Civ below the fust varse sost yc~ KIN
SEA its prime.
OF tell yew that we legged it
When like rane the bullets fel
Yes, it was a big skedaddle.
Sojers rushin here and thar pel-Mc..
An that battle of Bull rum
Will go down in histrys pages,

when ike rane the DUETS lei
Yes, il was big skedaddle.
Sojers rushin here and thar pel-Mc..
An that battle of Bull rum
Will go down in histrys pages.
Names of heroes on thet day
Will go thunderin down the ages.
i've got bullet the doctors fished out o:
my back, so i'm not likely to forgit it.
Yewer Bell run sojer. Jack.
The contents of my letter excited
much mirth, but Helen left the room In
tears telling me to read hers. 1t Wa
most touching line from hospital
nurse. She enclosed Helen's letter say.
ing she had just taken it from the dead
soldiers hands, ''Send back her letter,
and tell her it helped and comforted q
dying soldier"
Poor fellow." wrote the nurse. HE
was mortally wounded in the battle OF
Laurel Hill. He leaves no wife or little
ones. since he entered the army short
stripping. from Europe. According to
his dying wish. I return your letter
with his message. knowing that you
will rejoice that you sent il.
| \ few uneventful days passed IN
which life to me was rendered most
miserable by the merciless teasing OF
the whole family.
Flows you Eull Run Sojer? was the
constant inquiry morning. noon and
night Fearing they would see how IT
teased me would flippantly reply that
1 had written to ascertain. Yes. l an
swered the ignorant boys letter. for
why should not my sympathies extend
to such as he:
One day. soon after the noontide
meal. Molly, the help, rushed headlons
into the sitting-room. her hands adrip
with soapy dishwater. She eNcitedly
exclaimed: '-Oh. girls. just see
that splee-endid-lookings so'jer a-tyin'
Smiths best livery to the post! He
must be gineral or captain; my
goodness, if he amt sumner. Ill
I'll bet thet mustache of his'n can be
tied under his Chin"
Indeed, he was a noble specimen OF
manhood. which captains uniform
wonderfully became. Helen and Kitty
were so disconnected that l had to re-
ceive him. Fumbling in his pockets. he
produced letter which he said was
his only introduction. Sister Kate
blushed a peony hue when she recog-
nized at a glance her letter sent SO re-
Gently to languishing soldier.
II was given furlough for this flesh
wound in my hand to heal. Your kind
letter was forwarded to my home in
Milwaukee. 1t being but few hours
ride by rail, I resolved to answer the
letter in person" with merry twinkle
in his deep gray eyes.
} .'Show Mr. Baldwin your Bull Rur
sojer's' letter." said Helen, with mis-
: chievous smile.
"Weil. here it is in my pocket. though
! not very near my heart!" said |. hand
ing him the amusing missive.
A ringing laugh escaped him, and
handing it back, he inquired if l hat
"rit again."
Certainly" replied, with some as
. perity. HE is as deserving of our sym
pathy as an educated officer"
: Every true. madam, but Jack Down!
. is an educated officer. can but know
since our mothers are sisters. He wears
: a first lieutenant's uniform. We are il
. the same regiment. though in differen
companies. Being born humorist.
dare say he wrote as he did for fun, ant
as q test of your sympathizing ability
; For the present. say nothing about me
: The next time he will doubtless addrcs
!. lyou in his real character.
Capt. Baldwin's S visit proved extreme
lly pleasant. as he and uncle's famil
learned that they had many mutual ac
quaintances in the city. Before depar,
:. ing he requested Kate to continue tn
!. correspondence so auspiciously begur
:. Why prolong this true tale? Ere
year passed my Bull Run Sojer." JAG
Downs, and his handsome cousin, Cap,
> Baldwin, came to Cleveland, where n
unceremonious double wedding too
: place.
All. then our all was ''at the 'front.'!
= God was good to us. however. for on
= three soldiers returned after the wal
unnamed. save for slight scars. 9
which we were justly proud. Poo
II Cousin Helen's betrothed. a neighbor
IT son. was killed in the battle of Al
tietam. She is a dear war old maid
g NV veteran father. who is nearly a
r octogenarian, lives with me. and m
e children never tire of grandpa's IVA
d experiences" which he takes such d.
:. light in relating. Dear Sister Kate hs
n long been a soldiers widow. but hs
noble sons take good care of her. An
g I still have my gray-haired Bull Ru
ID Sojer" at my side.-The Banner of Col