The L'Anse sentinel., 1899-12-16

and the line Of American boys swept for
ward, first very slowly, then, gaining mo-
| mentum, increasing the speed until IL was q
mad rush, and every man on his nctal 10
reach the hospital first. Shots were pop
ping from it, men were falling, Landis went
down and others, but the rush never
| stopped.
But the maddest of all sights was John
Sioan hatiess, tar beyond his own line, run
ming like a hare for the hospital, Gun well up
but never firing shot. Officers yelled III
astonishment as he ran by thea, prvates
envying him his gait, shouted il encourage
| ment. He was "a stimulant to the entire
| lme-this coward from the Juanita country
lie was in front of the walled church now,
eager to fight his way in. Men were yelling
| on all sides Of him, and there was the snap
Of flames in the thatch. Suddenly the earth
| seemed to slip away from him, his head
whirled, he threw up his arms, and went
| down, wounded. Sloan had given his b.ood
| in atonement for his cowaidice, and no man
can do more than that. When his sepseJ
| returned to him he was in the field hospltiti,
| aud his left shoulder done up in bGndages.
There he remained until March, receiving
| from home many kind letters, hut none SO
dear as the one which ran like this
| ' KNOW All ABOUT NidL you hlu, SNNis
| body is talking of your bravery; il YOU were
here would tell you, John, what think OF
| YOU: do, Go come home. MARY CARR
| But John Sloan was yet to fight at Alalolos,
to cross a Filipino river under fire with
! Funston, the men swimming side by side, to
be with the Utah battery, the TEntoenth
| Minnesota, the men from Oregon and Ne
| bIuska, aud when Naolos was taken he
was to fall in the middle Of its main streets.
shot again a. he held the colors high for the
cheer OF his comrades. 1t was then he was
| taken back TO Manila as Sergt. sloan, OF the
| Tenth, and nurs ed until such strength came
! back as enabled him to return 10 the dear
! old railroad folder and with pencil and paper
this time map cut the long journey home
| from the Golden Gate over the | MON Pa
cihc and the North-Western TO tie Juarita
| country.
The Tenth came into Manila to relieve the
| Fiftyfirst Iowa at Cav,e, and there to it
| came the glad news that il was ordcr,d home
and would go as soon as the transport was
ready. The gallant regiment had been CD
| days on the firing line, and made a wonderful
record for bravery. The latter part OF June
the men went OH board ship, and late in July
reached san Francisco, bringing in,o the
| Golden Gate the body of Col. Hawkins, who
! had died en- route.
The Union Pacific ard NoithWestern
! brought them over the Sierras, through the
| Rockies, across the plain, Of the Platte and
safely 10 Chicago. \ little later they were
! in Pittsburgh, where royal greeting awaited
them. Bu; S.can could not wait for this,
and hastencd to the home OF Mary Carr
! John was 1T the foot of small hill, when
looking up the path to the summit, helsaw
her coming For a moment she did not see
| him, but paused to gathera flower by the way.
! Then he walked up toward her one hand
outstretched. Now she recognized him. and
there was flame in the hazel eyes, and flame
on the soft cheeks, and the quick, heart-giv
ing cry of:
"John!"
He was by her side now, the white hand
of the maiden caught in the brown of the
soldier.
Il have come he said, all the old fears
gone, "a long way--to tell you that | am no
! longer afrad-I have done my duty" This
| with a touch of pride Il was often troubled;
did many things | ought not to have done,
! but | have conquered myself. Mary, Mary,
| | want you."
For no hero of war or of peace can there
be greater reward than the love of a pure
| woman. The emoluments of governments
or the rewards bestowed by patriotic cit.
zens sink into significance beside the giving
to man of good woman's heart. There
came nesting into the hand of John Sloan
not one white hand but two, and the face OF
Mary Carr was lifted to his and her lips
! given to him.
Then she turned back with him, and the
two thus united after sore trial, walked
their happy way up to the old farm and the
old folks waiting there. Much had Sloan to
tell much to go over and over again--his
! fighting, his wounds, his myriad experiences
in Maayland-but when he had told all he
would that night, he brought out the faded
| North Western folder and he tossed it into
the lap of Mary Carr, with the words
That was a living link with home to us
in the field and at Manila-keep it forever;
it did much to save me for YOU
| And, being a woman, she asked him why,
and in time he told her this story.
Note.-Cpon receipt OF six cents in post
| age stamps, this complete story, in book
form, handsomely illustrated. will he mailed
to any address by w. B. kniskerp, - Fifth
Avenue, Chicago.