The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1901-05-02

reached the gun and seized the cord.
he was my captain, and I couldn't leave
him there, you know, so. L had followed
him, too. Then up in front an army of
gray seemed to rise as from the ground,
and they fired volley as he pulled on
the lanyard. 1 threw myself on my
face and escaped. When I looked up
the crowd ahead was disordered and
torn, but still coming on; and the cap
tain lay by his gun. crawled over
and laid my hand upon him.
Iom,' he said, cool as I am right
now, I'm gone, but if you get out take
the papers in my pocket and my watch
to my mother' l took them as he told
me. He tainted, l think. and 1 was
AFRAID ne was dead, but he breathed
again. And then, miss-I hadn't tried
1t since was boy-he was lying upon
his face, and rolling over, 1 Law upon
nlm' pack to back, locking my arms
through his. Turning over suddenly I
had him on me dead weight, and then.
somehow, l got up. The whole thing
was not minute long. The confed-
crates gave me cheer instead of vol
ley till the boys rushed back to meet US.
l got it in both legs then and this Shout
der, and down we went The bows took
MN and left me, which was right; for
tour men had died there to save him
and looked like the fifth" Frances
was kneeling by the wounded man
"heh ne finished, stroking his cheek
and brow, her frame trembling.
Oh, brave! brave!" she cried. God
oless you and keep you-and keep
you!' she sank her face beside him,
sobblng for joy. THE watch-the pa
pers!' she cried, excitedly, remember
ing his commission. "Oh, sir, am his
II am his nearest relative, south!
Give them to me, give them to mel"
IN my coat" said the stranger
gently, wan smile upon his pale face.
Don't worry, miss; I guess the cap
tamil pull through all right The
watch was there, and there too were
the letters sealed for his mother ready
for delivery if he were picked up dead
by friend or foe. No line for her, the
woman who loved him once-loved him
as she had known him. Upon the inner
case Of his watch was his own name
and address; and still no line for her.
the woman who held him so dear. But
IN the locket dangling from the chain
there were two lines cut into the vir-
gin gold:
Frances, my wife
"Richmond, April 18th, 1861"
How roseate then grew life for the
gdrl. He remembered! He had kept
her words with him night and Gay.
He loved her; he had told no false
hood for the value of her fathers
wealth. AS she stood by the wounded
soldier, his eyes resting in sympathy on
her, her own seeing nothing but the
face in that half-it room where her
shrine was raised, all that was left
OF resentment vanished out of her
heart. When afterward she realized
this she was amazed and troubled.
One federal soldier at least in all the
hosts that fell into confederate hands
had no cause to complain of his nurs-
ing. A hospital stretcher bore him to
the home Of Frances Brookin and into
her room. 1t was her within, and the
stepmother was lndulglng her whims
in those days. There Frances and
nanny, with William as helper and
Brodnar as an occasional adviser, law
ished on him such care and attention as
he had never dreamed was possible, for
he was one of those homeless waits to
whom war had promised nothing but
excitement and change. It was all
mystery to him, but he questioned not
He accepted the girls simple statement
as to Somers, and was content to let
the sun of his prosperity shine on
One day when the soldier was able
to limp about the garden upon his
crutches and sit in the shade by the
FLASHING fountain to read in the Dis
patch of the great battles being fought