Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1900-11-11

of glass, they had broken each pane
separately with a different ball.
Vaughan was a little disappointed
with the result. He had expected to
see the Turkish village a heap OF ruins
as the result of the artillery fire. To
the naked eye no difference whatever
was ~perceptible since the morning. A
broken window did not seem much
to shew as the result of a days bat
tie, and he again began to ask him
self whether his preconceived opinions
on the subject of the wal did not &c
quire considerable revision. 1t began
even to occur to him that the town o.
Arta might not be found a smoking
ruin; and in fact he was soon to learn
that the rival batteries had devoted
themselves almost exclusively to firing
at each other, each seeking to dismount
the. opposing guns. In this compare
lively harmless duel the town had es-
capped almost scot-free
Still greater was Vaughan's astonish-
ment, and almost modification, to md
how far short the slaughter fell OF tae
estimate he had formed. According
to Mr.. Silas P. Winch and his fellows
the whole plain ought to have been
strewn with the dead, the battlefield
should have reeked with gore, and
only a few heroes should have been
left to tell the tale.
He looked round him. There was no
slaughter, there were no corpses, there
was no gore, everything had passed OH
quietly and comfortably, and If two or
three men had been hit by bullets hey
had already been carried to the rear.
He was disappointed in another way.
How was 1t that all this time there had
been no serious attack on either side!
Neither had the Turks attempted to
rush the bridge, as it had been conf
IDENTIFY expected they would do; still
less had General Manos directed an ad-
vance on the part of his w troops.
The two armies had stood all day face
TO face with the river, had been firing
at each other and no one had been hurt
on either side. And this was a modern
battle, a battle between two modern
armies, armed with the latest improve
ments in military weapons. and led by
officers trained in the school of Moltke.
1t was a little disappointing.
Vaughan felt as if his adventure were
not going to be a very heroic n after
all. If the whole campaign was going
to be of this brilliant description, he
should feel almost afraid to face his
friends on his return. Either Mr.. silas
P. Winch was a deceiver, or this war
which he had come out to take part in
was very different from any war that
had ever been waged.
Meanwhile it was arranged that they
should pass the night upon the scene
of action. Vaughan was unwilling to
return to the town lest he should
again find himself away from his post
when the fighting was renewed. Ac-
cordingly, he and Cheriton were given
quarters in the little guard house by
the bridge, where they made a rather
scanty supper or dinner off a few crusts
of bread, and lay down for the night
within a few hundred yards of the sem
tinel, who still kept his place beside
the parapet.
There were some rumors OF an at
tack. 1t was considered possible that
the, Turks might attempt to carry the
bridge in the dark, but Vaughan was
too tired to think of this or to ask him
self whether it were OF we're not a dar-
ing act on his part to go to rest on a
spot which must be the rst to be at
tackled by an assauItins force. He lay