Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1899-07-07

sea its prime,
o tell yew that we legged It
When like rane the bullets fel
Yes 1t was big skedaddle,
Sojers rushin here and thar pel-mei,
An that battle of Bull run
VIII go down in histrys pages,
Names of heroes on thct day
VIII go thunderin' down the ages.
i've got a bullet the doctors flshed out OF
my back, so i'm not likely TO forgit it.
Yewer Bull run sojer, Jack.
The contents of my letter excited
much mirth, but Helen left the room in
tears telling me to read hers. 1t was
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
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
ly after coming to our shores, a mere
STRIPPING, from Europe. According to
his dying wish, l return your letter
with his message, knowing that you
will rejoice that you sent it,"
a few uneventful days passed in
which life to me was rendered most
miserable by the merciless teasing of
the whole family.
"llow's you Bull Run Sojer?" was the
constant inquiry morning, noon and
night. Fearing they would see how it
teased me would fiippantly reply that
| had written to ascertain. Yes, 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 headlong
into the sitting-room, her hands adrip
with soapy dishwater. She excitedly
exclaimed: "Oh, girls, just see
that splee-endid-looking so'jer a-tyin'
Smiths best livery to the post! He
must be a gineral or a captain; my
goodness, if he amt a sumner! I'll
I'll bet thet mustache of his'n can be
tleu unuer MS cnln!
Indeed, he was noble specimen Of
manhood, which a captains uniform
wonderfully became. Helen and Kitty
were so disconnected that had to re-
ceive him. FumbEng in his pockets, he
produced a letter which he said was
his only introduction. Sister Kate
blushed a peony hue when she recog-
nized at glance her letter sent so re-
Gently to a languishing soldier.
II was given a 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, / resolved to answer the
letter in person." with merry twinkle
in his deep gray eyes.
"Show Mr.. Baldwin your Bull Run
sojer's' letter." said Helen, with mis-
chievous smile.
"Well, here it is in my pocket, though
not very near my hcart!" said !, hand
ing him the amusing missive.
A ringing laugh escaped him. and,
handing its back, he inquired if l had
''rit again?"
Certainly" replied, with some as
perity. "He is as deserving of our SYM
/ pathy as an educated officer"
very true, madam, but Jack Downs
is an educated officer can but know,
since our mothers are sisters. He wears
a first lieutenant's uniform. We are in
the same regiment, though in different
companies. Being q born humorist, |
dare say he wrote as he did for fun, and
as a test of your sympathizing ability
For the present, say nothing about me-
The next time he will doubtless address
you in his real character"
Capt. Baldwin's visit proved extreme
| ly pleasant, as he and uncles family
learned that they had many mutual ac-
quajntances in the city. Before depart
ing he requested Kate to continue the
correspondence so auspiciously begun
4 Why prolong this true tale? Ere a
year passed my Bull Run Sojer," Jack
Downs, and his handsome cousin, Capt
Baldwin, came to Cleveland, where an
unceremonious double wedding took
place.
All, then our all was "at the front!'
God was good to us, however, for our
three soldiers returned after the war
unnamed, save for slight scars, OF
which we were justly proud. Poor
Cousin Helen's betrothed, neighbor's
son, was killed in the battle of An.
tietam. She is dear war old maid.
Ny veteran father, who is nearly an
octogenarian, lives with me, and my
children never tire of grandpa's "war
experiences" which he takes such de.
light in relating. Dear Sister Kate has
long been a soldiers widow, but hei
noble sons take good care of her. And
still have my gray-haired "Bull Run
Sojer' at my side.-The Banner of Gold