The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1904-08-26

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ram how they e eas'
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enemy burr them ter AialyernHill.
Aye, there was q battle to Be rem1m-
bered forever. God! but 4 can sees ne
picture before me now The blue Wait-
inethe gray coming on--the 5jawsaok
hell opening wide to close upon 10000
dead men! Yes, can zee EN- again.
the blue in solid lines, and the gray
charging across the meadows and up
to the muzzles Of our guns TIN the
grass turned red, and In very pity We
fred our last volleys over their heads.
And those were our dead Davis Dean
Doyle. Comrades. salute you. -
= eaeHaynes ~ Hemper - Hopson Hor-
ton" called the sergeant's voice, -
there was an Icy rush Of the midnight
gale through the old barracks.
Eyes, l remember remember
sighed the veteran. There were
Haynes - Hemper - Hopson Horton.
He did not call Enos, Enright or Earl.
He did not call Forbush or Frayne;
did not catch the names Of Graham or
Gordon. But the sergeant knows-he
remembers. They were dead after
Fredericksburg all dead. Why, man,
there were dead. men there till you
wondered how single man had been
spared to limp back to our .Hnes!'''
One two * three! About - face!
One-two-three! About face and tsa-
lutte! Private zembler was g. soldier
again. t>... =. =: <:ys:s.. i, .!s.5...s
"Lane-Lakfns-La rkin-L ampton!"
aye, those old names-those old
comrades!" whispered the veteran.
''But he did not call Isham on! Ireland.
He passed over Observation-Disclosures
Johnson. They fell at Gettysburg-all
died by the same volley. While SOL
diers fought, a great nation held its
breath. A few less men in blue "a
few more in gray, and what of great
republic? Who will he call next?''
There was minute of waiting, and
the brown earth at the old mans feet
began to whiten with the snowdakes
finding their way through the roof.
"Parker-Perkins- Probasco- Pome-
roy!" s-.>.' ~: 2
| ."Dead-dead-dead!" groaned the
veteran. "He did not call Marble or
Meekins, Needham or Noles, orion or
Orville.. They joked, and laughed, and
sang as we marched down into the
wilderness with Grant, but when the
roll was called after the first grapple
never man of them answered Pres
emit It is colder again. Attention,
company! Forward march! Halt!
About-face! Salute!" 81
The old mans knees were trembling
under him, and his back was seeking
the wall for rest as the sergeant's voice
came to his ears again: II. @~ AT
."Wanless- Watkins Wardell!"
II remember-I remember, and after
them came Yates and Yost. How
could forget? I saw them lying dead
before Grant closed in on. Lee at Pc
tersburg. There was no companyssG'
after the last charge at the Bloody
Horseshoe. The remnant was wiped
out there. Was sYost the last the
very last? No, no! p: There was am
other-I'm sure there was another;
The name was-was-was- God! but
how cold and dark! File right
march! Left! Left! Left! Halt!
About-face! Has he finished the roll
CALI"
'ZembleF! Zembler!" t.. -.
"Zembler? Zembler? Why, yes, Of
course. Yes. we had a man named
Zembler, remember-I remember
that he was wounded at Fair Oaks,
and again at Fredericksburg, and he
died at-at-''
"Zembler-Zembler!"
II hear you, sergeant remember!
He died at. No! God alive, but
that's me-that's me! I am Zembler-
Henry Zembler-the last, of company
G.. Some one Is calling mel must
answer to my name!" 49,
ii He opened his lips to answer ''Pres-
ent," but no sound came He tried to
raise his right hand in salute, but it
hung q dead weight. He swayed and
| tottered as he wrenched himself from
the wall, sank down on the whitened
earth and sobbed:
"Zembler! Henry Zembler!"
But the roll call was finished.
| Tricks of the Tongue.
The eldest and the youngest daught-
er Of the house OF MAY had been out