Sunday morning globe., 1901-10-27

don { you do that agin, or III come over
there and lick ye." Then he lay down
under the gun again, and went to sleep.
One of Gods fools
A Loyal Comrade.
The r9oth New York had in its conglomer.
ate aggregation two meu-teut-mates-wh
were utterly and hopelessly paralyzed,
morally Physically, they were giants
ethically, they we're wrecks.
Both in stealings by day and revelliugs
by night they were constant companions,
and while they fought each other like wild.
cats, .woe betde the outsider who should
try to make peace between them.
Moran was tall lean, and round.
shoudered, with head of hair like a red
chrysanthemum and eyes like black but.
tons. His clothes seemed TO hang on him
only from his neck lie had a foot like a
plantation darkey's and hands made the
same day.
McFecley was also tall From behind be
was am Apollo but IN front he carried a face
that would stop a clock-au ideal plug
ugly" countcnance
Yes, they were IN my company. Either
could have annihilated me with one stroke
of the hand but in some way had gained
their confidence and could lead-not drive
them almost at will and in almost any stage
of debauch ON the march I was not al.
lowed to carry even my blanket, and they
would forage for me land themselves at
the risk of their lives.
~ Into the second battle Of Bull Run,
August go. 1902, McFeeley carried black
eve. lie had told Moran in a dispute that
he fHHfF
Of that particular word He had used a
shorter one; hence the black eye for his
lack Of judgment.
The I9gth went into the fight about one
O'Clock, to aid in breaking Jacksons line
but, unexpectedly, Longstreet opened on
the flank with artillery and tore us all to
pieces of sixty-three men whom ! had
taken in, l could muster only twenty-eight
when we came out. With heavy heart
Joined the retreat toward Ceuterville. Per
sonally had lost the tip of an ear That
was nothing but, what was a great deal ]
had lost Moran and McFeeley. Turning the
company over TO the second lieutenant /
went in search of them. It was probable
that they had been left on the field with
Jackson, but still ! searched in every am-
bulauce. Az night we halted, and a field
hospital was established. went from place
TO place, and at length found them both
together McFeeley had been wounded in
the leg-a bad shot-aud Moran had rushed
back ON to disputed ground, open to the fire
from both sides, 20 get his friend. He had
shouldered him and reached our lines, when
"a ball through his own leg brought them
both down. The two had been put into an
ambulance and unloaded where I found
them
got surgeon TO examine their wounds,
he found one as badly Of as the other.
Both were bleeding and were very weak
"Docthor, " said McFeeley, 'dotak Moran
furst Pm an roight Icastways you can
tie me up till he's fixed. lie has a wolfe
and Pm by meself'
The surgeon took twist of the bandagc
on McFcelcy's leg about the wound. and
turned TO Moran The bone was shattered
beyond help, and the poor fellow was told
that the leg must come off, He looked at
me imploringly, 1 could only say with a
choking voice "Yes, Moran, it must"
Dennis, said be to NlcFceley give me
hould Of yer hand, me boy. Lootinant.
give me apoipc of 'baccy Now Docthor
go ahead
The doctor went ahead and that brave
fellow scarce uttered a sound. The task
finished, the surgeon turued to NlcFeeley.
but he answered not I took hold of his
hand but it was limp We saw together
that the improyiscd touruiQuet had slipped.
A pool of blood told the story. The heroic
soldier would not complain TO his friend
disadvantage. even TO save his own life.
McFeclCy was dead