Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1905-09-19

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getting hold of them, Bowen's al
ways the man to stand between then
and trouble. I did not see hin
when Mr.. Adams told him the news
but I saw him in the battle often
and 1 believe for a while he was a!
perfect a maniac as ever was man
acled, with just enough reason to dis
tinguish friends from foes. Ano
sometimes scarcely that! for at one
time, when Cleveland ordered re-
treat, he threatened to sabre the
first man that would retreat. The
enemy was bearing down on us with
bristling bayonets, and we had JUS
to surround him and bear him from
the field. while he shouted like
madman in disappointed fury. Again
I saw him, as one Of our men
leveled a gun at Ferris, strike 1t up
while he swore he would kill the
man who robbed him Of his prey
that day. He would not carry his
gun, but after firing the first load
dashed 1t at the enemy and used his
sword throughout the day. 1t seemed
as IL the mechanical labor Of loading
could not be endured-he must be
cutting and slashing all the time.
/ shall never forget his laugh, as
at length. finding his enemy. he bore
him from his saddle and trampled
the traitor under his horses hoofs
1t rings in my ears yet, and makes
me shudder. The lips that could
utter such a demoniac sound. car
surely never smile again."
Poor fellow" said Mr.. Willough1
by, at was hard blow to him
Bessie was one of those bright
creatures that you love. you know
not why, and that you never forget
I suppose his men felt with him."
IT tell you, Mr.. Willoughby, there
was not a man on the field that day
who did not feel with him. It's
true, there was but few there who
did not have a reckoning to settle;
but Bessie's wrongs were borne In
every heart. Major Davie. you know.
is not very demonstrative before his
men. think that Is the reason he
has them in such subjection-he
controls himself so well-but his face
that day looked as II 1t was carved
In stone. His lips were firmly
pressed and never opened. save to
say "forwardn His men needed no
other encouragement than to see
him dashing before them in the
thickest Of the fray. and II he had
dashed on to the very encampment,
they would have been right behind
him. After the battle I saw him go
up to Bowen, who was wiping his
dripping sword with a hand almost
as bloody He grasped his hand and
said, Bowen" but he could say no
more. For a moment he stood with
one hand on Bowen's shoulder. and
the other In his grasp, and In that
moment these noble fellows under
stood each other as well as II they
had talked for centuries. l saw him
wiring his comrades hand, and as "
unable to meet longer the suffering
in Bowens face. turned rapidly
away. The drops Of suppressed agony
mingled with the dripping blood. as
Bowen bent to his task again." Mr..
Willoughby shuddered.
"Davie came off unhurt?"
"Yes. only a slight scratch on his
temple. which will leave quite
pretty wound for future years." said
Sewer. laughing. by the way. that
reminds me I've a note for you
somewhere. A soldiers epistle, veri-
ly, Miss Campbell" as he handed
a soiled and crumpled note to her
1t was without address and ran
do what you can for the pleasure OF
the guest I have thrown upon your
sympathies. You will know to give my
regards to Mr.. Willoughby. The enemy
are ours. Victory! Pardon soldiers
haste" DAVE.
And how did Mr.. Adams fght?'
asked Mr.. Willoughby, as Ellen read
her note.
"As calmly and deliberately as ever
man fought" replied Sewer. Il
think, though, he thought the sword
too murderous a weapon for him; he
only used his musket. AS soon as
victory was proclaimed. he flung his
gun from him, and did all that he
could for the wounded and the dy-
ing. He did all in his power to check
that Whig retribution of hanging.
till one of the men, In his terror
accused another Of his aid In Bessie
Craigs murder, thinking. I suppose
to turn a kind of states evidence,
when mutual recrimination brought
out two of them who had been en-
gagged in it. or at least. stood consent
ing. Mr.. Adams said no more about
mercy; but hurried down the hill as
IL he feared being betrayed into any
such weak emotion. and was soon
busted in employment more suited to
his tender nature, comforting the dy-
ing and relieving the wounded. IL
was to his care and knowledge OF
surgery, Lieutenant Graham owes his
life"
"Ah! how So" said Mr.. Willough-
by.
well, in the heat of the action
Ferguson ordered a body OF troops
under the command Of the lieuten'
ant, to silence a party Of sharp
shooters. who were picking off the
red coats as fast as they could load
The party had ventured quite neal
the encampment. and were playing
merrily with their rifles, when the
lieutenant bore down upon them
He forced them from their position
and to cover their retreat. Major
Davie brought up his men Tor
charge. The lieutenant got plo"
on his sword arm. which left hin
defenceless, and he was In the ac
of being cut down when Davie res
cued him. He bore him from ths
field, and happily meeting with MT
Adams, who Is quite a surgeon In MI
way, prevailed on him to put dowr
his musket for a while and tie vi
the officers arm. 1t was an ugl!
wound. and bled profusely. Mr.
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