The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1905-06-21

man from sleep, ana as ne sat up ana
listened he whispered to himself:
"It is the marching Of men, the
gslloping Of horses, the rumble Of
cannon wheela, the gathering Of a
most.
When the east began to purple the
sounds were louder and nearer, but
not so strange as when mufled by the
shadows of night. A smile formed
upon the man face as he listened
now, and there was strange exul-
tstion in his heart as he hurriedly
dressed himself and called to his
daughter:
AYE, Mary!#tI have heard those
sounds before--at Manassas-st Fair
Oaks-at Savage Ststion-at Malvern
Hill-at Antietam! Look out and tell
me what you see."
Down in the meadows there are
thousands Of men," replied the girl,
as she stood in the open door
thousands in blue and thousands in
gray. More are coming up from the
south-more from the norsh. There
are mounted men-men afoot-men
resting in long lines. What does it
mean, father?"
"There is going to be o battle,
Mary. I-knew it would come some
4 day, and 1 prayed that I might live to
see it"
''But you are blind, father"
eyes, blind since Chancellorsville,
where bullet spared my life but
took my sight, but my ears are good,
and you shall see for me-. The blue
are on the east-the gray on the
west. How much neutral ground lies
between2"
Just that wide field with the creek
flowing through it.
"God! but they nearly ran into each
other in the darkness! Do you see
camp fires?"
"Yes, hundreds Of theml''
'The men are snatohing sip and
bite while yet there is time. Girl,
your voice .:eea=s:sk.lsss. Are you
afraid?'
"a little
''Ayel girl would be, and many
men as we'll, out you must fight it off.
Lead me down under the big pear
tree. Yes, you are afraid, but it will
\ be a glorious sight-a sight you will
a remember to your dying day. It is 9
quiet morning, with no breeze to blow
! the smoke away, and the black clouds
4 Of powder-smoke add to the grimnesf
4 Of the battle. / hear q confused mur.
y mur down .there-the naighing of
y horses-the blare Of bugles--the
4 sound Of wheels on the turnpike
a but no reports of muskets. That
j good. The skirmishing before bat.
q tie is but the scolding of angry wo.
4 men. There was rain yesterday, and
q there must be plenty of water in the
d creek. Thank God fer thalE At Fair
q Oaks and Savage Station the wounded
8 had to drink the black waters Of, the
q sWamps. AZ charlottesville .here
vas not even that, and they cried out
81 for water till the sound rose on the
3 night air like wall of agony from a
plague stricken CITY,. Do Ihear mass
es Of men moving down there?"
q eyes, father. The men in blue on
81 foot are forming in5lines across the
meadows two long lines. There are
cannons here and there, and here
8 and there solid masses Of men. The
81 cavalry. are riding 70 right and left.
81 1t is almost the same with the men in
A gray" & 81 !.
Double lines Of batsie
@ cavalry on the wings that. is right,
Mary. God but to- be blind when
81 this picture Of war is about to be
| hung up FOR eyes to gaze ut tt Doa,,l
E tremble, girl rl-don'tSbe afraid don't
NHa N run away t.om mel 5st
E No, father, i won : leave y ron, bu,
81 I'm terribly afraid. The men are faI
away, butt seems 60 me that theii
faces ale pale with fear, and that
81 they turn their heads as3if they would
@ Aee."
@ "Ayei most Of them are ale.faced,
IS eaughter, and they look 10 the right
W and left and mutter both ct.rses and
Prayers. The waiting SIC eating III III
saein hearts. xStt 3 air Oaks We wait.
60 for nsShour. tremblsd like d
saf in the breeze; my teash clicked
I I essether; i wanted 60 curse and scream
and pray III tho aame breath &. I Was
B Weeping Ike heartb Ten Il child
s. shen the enemy came marching aorossls
.se fields. and the irst order of onr