The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1905-10-05
TIE RINCEToNs LINTON: THURSDAY, OCTOBER 8, 1905

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sharp engagement had been unusually
severe and entirely disproportioned to
the total loss; the bulk Of the loss had
fallen upon MERGERS brigade.
They found the general in Clark's
farmhouse, near the field of battle,
lingering in great pain, and slowly dy-
ing from number Of ferocious bayo-
net wounds. He was attended by his
aid, Major Armstrong, and the cele-
brated DR.. Benjamin Rush came espe-
cially from Philadelphia to give the
dying hero the benefit Of his skill and
services. He had been treated with
the greatest respect by the enemy, for
CORVALLIS was always quick to recog-
n1ze and respect. gallant soldier. The
kindly Quakers had spared neither
time nor trouble to tighten his dying
hours, and the women Of the house
hold nursed him with gentle and as
slduous care. He passed away ten
days after the battle, leaving to his
descendants the untarnished name Of
gallant soldier and gentleman, who
never fa1tered in the pursuit of his
nigh ideals Of duty. Brief as had been
his career as general in the Revolu-
ton. his memory is still cherished by
grateful posterity as one Of the first
heroes Of that mighty struggle for
liberty.
Details of the British were already
marching toward the field of action to
engage in the melancholy work of
Durying the dead when Seymour, IN
der Major Armstrong; guidance, went
over the ground in search for Talbot.
He had no difficulty in finding the
place where his friend had fallen. The
field had not been disturbed by any
one. A bloody frozen mass Of ice and
snow had shown where Mercer had
fallen, and across the place where his
feet had been lay the body of Talbot.
In front of him lay the lieutenant with
whom he had fought, the sword still
buried in his breast; farther away were
the two men that the general and he
had cut down in the first onslaught,
and at his feet was the corpse Of the
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hands still tightly clasping his gun.
Seymour with sad heart stopped
and turned over the body Of his friend,
lifting his face once more to that heav-
en- he had gazed upon so bravely few
hours since-for it was morning again.
but oh, how different! The face was
covered with blood from the wound in
the forehead, by which he had been
beaten down. Sadly. tenderly, CRATE
fully, remembering an hour when Tai
bot had knelt by his side and perform
ed similar service, he endeavored to
wipe the lurid stains from off his mar
BILE brow. Then thought came to
him. Taking from his breast Katha-
rine's handkerchief, which had never
left him, he moistened it in the snow,
and, finding an unstained place where
her dainty hand had embroidered her
initials tx. w." he carefully wiped
clean the white face of his dead friend.
There was a little smile upon Talbot's
lips and look Of peace and calm upon
his face which Seymour had not seen
him wea! since the sinking of the frig-
ate. His right hand, whittier than the
lace which dropped over it, was press
ed against his heart, evidently las the
result of his last conscious movement.
Seymour bent down and lifted it up
gently; there was something beneath
it inside his waistcoat. The young
sailor reverently inserted his hand and
drew it forth. It was plain gold
locket Touching the spring it opened,
and there were pictured the faces of
the two women Talbot had loved-on
the one side the mother, stately, proud,
handsome, resolute, the image of the
man himself; on the other, the brown
eyes and the fair hair and the red lips
Of beautiful Katharine Wilton. There
was letter, too, in the pocket. The
bayonet thrust which had reached his