The representative. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1893-1901, 1899-08-03

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to the brave boys in blue as they moved
along the thoroughfare with measured
tread.
A hall was taken at the public square to
Permit brothers, sisters. swse. hearts AMI
wives to take leave Of their loved ones.
Warwick's eyes filled with tears as one
after another his comrades responded to
some loving salutation, and he realized
how utterly uneventful was his going away.
He was almost sorry he had enlisted. It
meant no honor to him. Who was there to
accord him honor? Who cared what be-
came of him? What glory was there in
being shot down like dog If there was none
to weep over him! Like every other man,
his patriotism tagged in the absence Of
fulsome recognition. It is the way of the
world.
Standing there alone. leaning bitterly on
his musket. his eyes suddenly rested on a
white, timid. anguished lace that gazed at
h.r wistfully from 1afarsotf in the crowd.
HIS heart almost st9od cstiil. 1t was she:
Tears in her eyes had brought the blood
back to his heart with acmishty rush. The
tears were for him. HsNkneW 1t. Size did
care, sfter all. Sh. seemed trying to reach
him through the throng. The crush was
great and her progress necessarily slow,
but coming she was, slowly but surely. In
voluntarily he stepped 3 forward to meet
her, his face glowing with happiness. I'm
patiently he threw aside the human obsta-
cles between them. His heart was beat
ing like a trip-hammer.' His one thought
now was to reach her side and press those
little lips once more-this time in long
and probably fatal farewell.
The distance was gradually diminishing;
they were almost within speaking distance
when suddenly on the air rang out:
"Atten-s hun! Company! Right shoul-
der-arms! Forward march,"
great movement In the waiting throngs
and the face faded from view as the regi-
ment marched on.
The battle was raging fercely all along
the line The enemy had twice been driven
from their defences, but were fighting like
demons as they retreated inch by inch
They were better trained in war than their
adversaries and the belching fire from their
long lines swept fearful havoc through the
ranks of the Americans
Warwick saw men falling by the dozens
on every side of him and wondered why
he survived that awful hail of lead. He
wondered, too, why he was not frightened
He had been too cowardly to leap into the
river. but now with hideous death in every
form on every hand, he flinched not and
obeyed the orders dimly heard through the
battles din with calmness that amazed
him.
He was firing and loading his piece like
steady bit of mechanism. But now sue
cession of fierce charges up the hill awak-
ened every nerve. He shouted in very glee
as with every discharge from his company
death crashed in the enemys ranks. He
was like man walking on air. The ex-
element thrilled him through and through
Now, as the enemy gave way in 'front.' and
precipitately fed, his nerves battled with
each other and he felt he must entirely
lose control of them-not through fear for
it were folly to fear anything in that fear
full storm of destruction. But he felt an
citation that was strange to him.
%. AS the firing ceased for time he sud-
denly became quite calm again. Even at
that dread hour his thoughts went back
to her. What would she think could she
see him now7 He smiled grimly at the
thought, then, remembering her pale anx--
ious face as he last had gazed upon it, he
grew tender again.
When the news of the great battle reached
her would she accord him a little of the
lost regard would she feel for his danger
and yet what if she could see him now"
cried his ever changing thought. What
of it? He was doing no more than thou
sands of others. There was no distinguish
ing bravery in what he was doing. Every
one of the thousands around him was as
brave as he. All were alike. He wondered
if single act OF Individual bravery would
restore him to her affection. He was cal
culating coolly now, while shot and she'll
rained death around him. Could he but
sally forth and kill dozen Of the enemy
alone and unaidedrer be the leader of
grand charge up the hill, what honors
would be his? But how could he? He was
only private. He was hemmed in between
No. 1 and No. g. Die was controlled by
orders. He was only al small piece of the
machinery He had NO voice in the ar
rangement OF affairs He was no longer
master Of his impulses
Away went his dreams into thin air as
his company rounded a bend in the road
and faced a savage fire. A small bat
terry manned by half dozen of the enemy
and stationed on rise just above and be-
yond them was working away with the reg
ularity of clockwork.. Every time the
brazen mouth spoke death and destruction
followed in the American columns below.
The commanding officer Immediately made
up his mind to capture and destroy the
battery. Swinging his saber high over his
head he put spurs to his horse, and shrilly
ordered:
"Charge!"
with a wild cry the troops sprang for
ward. crash Of the gun on the hill and
the officer tumbled to earth a mangled mass
VI nesn and blood. The sight stung War
WICK TO madness. For an instant he stood
rooted to the spot with horror. His COM
pany, wheeling away to a command that
he did not hear, left him standing alone
on the field.
Maddened to the very core. he snrunp
to the officers side, wrenched the saher
from his stiffening hand and sped I'M the
nlli Dimly he heard dozen voices calling
on him to return, but reason had fed on
the outburst of his righteous anger
The enemy was obscured bv the s,uoois,
smoke of the gun, and his annroacb ya.
unknown until he was in the verv n,idst -
the guard. whirling his big saber about b;s
head with powerful strokes.
The foremost gunner went to earth bic
head split in twain. Another miohtv
sweep, and second lay writhing in the
throes of death
tnlrd who had grasped a musket turned
just In time to receive a savage thrust of
the dripping blade through is throat. and
Jumping over the three PROSTATE bodies. his
eyes ablaze with the madness of the mo-
ment Warwick made for the other three
Ihey stood as il rooted to the SPOT with
horror and amazement on their counte
nances. But as the fourth victim of the
soldiers wrath tumbled to the ground. his
nead almost severed from his body, the re-