Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1906-05-30
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BY MABEL i. scor1ELp.

II Wish We knew really true story
about enee OF those soldiers" said; Amy,
With Z little sigh OF regret; '.then il would
Sesna % much mors interesting when We
lay tn fowers On the grave; and we could
think. Of how brate he was"
We'll, / Gless they were all brave"
answered Frank. my! 1 wish 1 could
have gone to war! Just think Of how
much fun 1t must have been!r
A. It was Decoration day, papa had
not gone to his Office that morning, and
% no sat reading his paper. he overheard
the conversation between Frank and Amy.
He smiled at the boys last remark, think
ing how little be realized the horrors Of
war, and could not help saying, Eyes, my
boy, It's fine thing to 70 to war with
days flying, and bands playing, but when
It comes to the part where the bullets be-
Z gin to play, and the roar Of cannon and
the stoans OF the wounded are the only
S music, then It Ii hot 90 fine:i
nfapa, did you know any d tie sol-5
diers that are buried kefe7 asked Amy.
no. was just about your age when
the Civil War ended. and lived In town
many miles from here. Few Of the poor
fellows who went from that town ever
came back from the war unless brought
there to be buried. But come, II you
are going to take flowers out for the SOL
diers' graves you had better be getting
them ready"
Amy and Frank always gathered bas-
ket OF flowers on Decoration day for the
dead soldiers graves, and sometimes they
rode out to the cemetery In one Of the
big wagons that were always filled with.
children on that day, and formed part
OF the procession that each year went out
to the little burying ground to honor tho
memory OF those brave men who had laid
down their lives for their country. Some
timeg the two children walked out by
themselves and with their own hands
scattered their flowers upon the graves
that seemed to have been forgotten or
did not have as many blossoms on them as
the others. To-day they had made up
their minds to 60 out alone and see IL
they could not find someone, after the
services were over, who could tell them
something about at least one Of the dead
heroes, and then they would have a SOL
dier Sall for our own" they said, and each
year they would see that that grave Of all
others was not neglected.
Mamma helped them cut the flowers.
and, carrying the basket between them,
they, were soon on their way. As they
entered the great iron gates that separat-
I'd the dead from the living they noticed
two gray-haired old men talking together
5 very earnestly. From their hats and
their faded blue uniforms the children
knew them to be soldiers.
.Oh, Frank r. whispered Amy, eagerly.
maybe one Of them can tell us story
about one Of the soldiers. They look as
II they knew whole lot about soldiers,
anyway.
Let's follow them and see," was
Franks answer. So the children kept
close to the two blue coats, hoping to
hear something about one OF the buried
heroes.
And they were not disappointed, for as
they came near neglected grave in an
obscure corner the older Of the two men
said, "There! that is the grave with the
Z little bunch Of violets planted in the
middle Of 1t. He loved violets. SO, and
one Of the boys who remembered this put
that little plant there, and whenever one
dies some one of us plants another in its
place. Why, once that boy risked his
life just to get few Of those blue bios-
SONS. He had to go too near the enemy
for safety, but he risked 1t, and although
% gray coat spied him and pointed his
ride at him the bullet whizzed by him
some way or other and he got his bios
SONS and kept his skin whole. too. He
was brave one, l tell you r.
Frank and Amy had stepped nearer and
nearer during the telling Of this little in
cldent, and now as the old soldier stop
ped. Amy said excitedly, "Oh. can't you
tell s,something more about him, pleased
We would like 20 much to know some.
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