Bisbee daily review., 1903-02-18
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standing some twenty paces from them. thus addressed them:
 Three Confederates taken in what your Yankee general over there point ing) calls illegitimate warfare are to be shot this evening at sunset In retalia- ton I am ordered to shoot three of ynus- number. EOu will begin to count from right 10 left and every fifth man will step four paces to the front"
 A shudder passed along the line. Abi understood that those men who werei to step to the front must die.
 Begin, you man on the right there" said the officer.
 A young girl emerged from a door leading from the commandant's quar- ters and came toward the soldiers. She wore an apron and a cap, denOting that she was a nurse. She had made both herself, for in those days there were nO uniformed nurses Lucia Clarke was q northern girl who had gone south to find her brother, Allen Clarke, who was an invalid prisoner Of war. Having gained permission to nurse him, she had devoted herself to the sick in the hospital attached to the prison, includ- ing Confederates, for jn this case the blue and the gray were mingled, till she had won the admiration of all and the love of the Confederate c0mmandant- She came forward with quick step. She had just heard of the order and knew what was going on.
 "One," Two Three -Four" No said nothing, but tottered forward.
 ( 10 stepped forward with as steady B tread as if ordered to meet a human en- emy.
 Eleven" "Twelve,' ''Thlrteen." Fourteen"
 While the men had been counting Lucia Clarke had glanced ahead and seen that her brother Allen would be the fifteenth man. He had only beeh discharged from the hospital the day before aud now. infirm and with one fh five chances of death before him. could scarcely stand.
 Fifteen
 A feminine voice rang out firm and clear. Lucia, who had wedged herself in between No. II and her brother, stepped four paces to the front A. len, seeing what his sister had done- moved forward to contest the placs with her. but. overcome by his indrn;- ties, fell on the ground behind her. Lucia stood rigid while two COnfedes- | ate attendants carried him away. | As Major Clarence Fitz-Hugh, the ! commandant. looked at the girl stand 1 ing there in the rank of death his eya was wet with sympathy. Miss Clarke" he said gently, but l firmly, "all must appreciate the sacri- | flee you would make, but it cannot be | permitted"
 "Then I will die with my brother if cannot die for him.
 What can you do?"
 q will stand before him when he fs shot and the same bullet will end thfa fearful struggle for us both"
 Sergeant" said the officer. march the prisoners back. Separate those who are to be shot from the rest"
 You on the dead line" said the seg- geant, right facer'
 The five men and the woman turned to the right
 Miss Clarke" said the major. ''yOn can't go to the mems prison.'' 'I will" she said firmly. T take my brothers place. Where he would go go''
 A vexed look crossed Major Fits Hugh's face.
 | Sergeant" he said, "send Miss | Clarke to my office under the care of a | corporal and two men," With this tie turned and went into the building. A | few minutes later Lucia Clarke was es- corted into his presence. He directed | the men who brought her there to with- i draw. Then he said to her: "If I promise you that when yOur brother is led out to die you shall be notified and permitted to go out with him, will you go to your room and re main there till you are caledT' "Yes"
 "Yery well; you have my word"
 Lucia left the office and, going to her room, threw herself on her couch and buried her face in pillow. Gradual ly her sufferiDgsr gave place to a sort Of stupor. How long she was there she did not know. She was reused by a knock at the door, and Major Fits Hugh's orderly told her to come She started up with q moan, but gradually mustered strength to go with a firm step to the prison yard with her guide There, standing in line, were the three men who had been drawn by lot for execution, among them her brother. She was about to spring toward bim whom Major Fitz-Hugh called to her oo wait. Then, drawing a paper fronn his pocket, he began to read: Special Order No. -:
 Tn recognition of the services of Mise \ Lucia Clarke in hospital and her kindness to many sick and wounded ConfederatcSi I the lives of thase Union prisoners drawn for execution in retaliation are spared
 Sergeant" added the officer. march the prisoners back"
 When the sergeant and the thTe ,I kZ