The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1905-04-06

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seemed past help Along the pike the
Georgians. too. lay thick, and gray
uniformed officers moved to and fro
among them, or oOnversed in low tones
curiously scanning from time to time
/ the two or three stan officials in blue
who followed the surgeons. pencil and
notebook In hand. Suddenly the talk
ing ceased. for, issuing from a narrow
roadway that trended westward from
the pike, there came a tall. command
ing-looking officer, gray-bearded. ye,
alert, soldier who acknowledged
with grave courtesy the salutes that
greeted him on every hand. Men
sprang TO their feet and gazed at him
almost In alteration. Even the wound
ed stroye to rise. Some few hailed him
with feeble, childish voices. AS for
Benton and his two associates. they
needed not the little group of stan and
orderlies to confirm them in their be-
lief. They knew him at a glance-the
great Virginia leader-and Benton, in
stantly, the Others following, stepped
forward and stood at salute lee saw
IL, and turniRg so as to half face the
northerners. with punctilious courtesy
lifted his.hat, then quickly refined back
as a dust-covered, battle-stained bat
terry came .jingling out from the Lane
and, turning lnto the highway, pulled
YEARLY on to where the spires of the
Maryland town pierced the blue be-
yond the southwark wood. faded and
worn were the horses, black and pow
der-stained the men. and of a sudden
one OF these, a slender STRIPPING. jog
ging along beside his gun, caught sight
of the group of horsemen, darted from
his place TO where the commanding
general the picture of the soldier and
the gentleman, sat in saddle at the
roadside, and there, with boyish laugh.
held forth a grimy hand. It's Boil"
he cried. Don't you know me.
father?" And Lee, the cavalier. bent
low and with love and tenderness. with
who can say what pride and rejoicing
clasped the hand Of the private soldier
in the Rockridge artillery. his gallant
younger son. In what other army
would one see the like OF that,
Then the general rode on toward the
bunker church, where still the men OF
Jackson lay in readiness, and then up
rose rank after rank with mighty shout
that marked his onward going adown
the weary yet intensely loyal line until
lost within the distant walls Of Sharps-
burg. Despite the dire carnage of the
day of battle, there beat no soldier
heart in all the southern host that was
not true to Lee.
Presently, as the time accorded for
their sad mission had well nigh ex-
pired, Benton was aware Of a young
officer, in the uniform OF the horse ar
tillery, who had been chatting with
comrades across the way, and now, dis
mounting. stepped briskly toward him,
lifting a jaunty forage cap.
Your pardon. sir he oourteously
spoke. is this Capt. Benton who
visited Charlottesville not long ago?
My name is Pelham" and there was
just the suspicion Of smile in the
keen young face.
Captive. but not captain" an
swered Benton, with responsive grin,
though the mention of the name was
something that put him on his guard.
What was 1t young Winston had said
about Maud Pelham and Resale? This
must be the boy captain of the name,
of whom he had heard so much-Jeb
stuart's crack light gunner.
yes. / have cousins there" con-
tinued Pelham. as though reading Ben
toms thoughts. But IL is long since
we met You are the man, as / hap
pen to know. who showed so much
courtesy to Lieut. Winston. as well as
to Jack Chiffon. Now you can do ms
a favor If you should see Dr.. Chiffon.
and that is. tell him for me that the
men at the front utterly disapprove the
doings of that self-styled citizens com
mittee at the rear. Those people" he
went on disdainfully, ''are too old OF
too feeble-minded to fight like men.
They stab like women"
1T will comfort them--or rather the
doctor-to get such message from
you, Capt Pelham" answered Ben
ton, almost eagerly "and | shall see
that he does get IT, | shall write at
once. You can do me a favor, too, II
you will. An old school friend Of mine,
Paul Ladue, is a staff Officer in Ewell's
division. Give him a greeting for me.
will you?"
"Lsdue," said Pelham. his fine fea-
lures clouding instantly. Il fear--I
heard Oh. Capt Lamar" he called,
what Lieut. Ladue was it brought that
note Wednesday morning 10 Gen.
Stuart?"
Paul Ladue. Eleventh Alabama"
was the prompt answer. KILLED right
here in front of the battery not half an
hour afterwards"
CHAPTER Xxx.
A CRY FROM THE AMBULANCE.