New-York tribune., 1907-10-06
BURIED at DEAD OF NIGHT.

The scene was strange one. In the dead of
night in this old graveyard were four soldiers sa-
bTes dangling at their sides. pistols IN their belts,
digging grave. Al its head stood General Mosby.
the man whose very name struck terror in the
hearts of his enemies. The light of battle stiu
glowed in his flashing eyes, but as he stood there
with bowed head, plumed hat in hand
lighted lantern in the other. his features showed
signs Of the that this daring officer felt
at the loss Of one Of his subordnates. for whom
he felt deep affection. At the side OF the half
grave lay at full length the gray clad unshrouded
figure Of him who only short time before had
been one Of the Coufederacy's daring fighters.
The rays of the lantern showed dark red biotch
the breast OF his gray Jacket.
BY his side knelt a beautiful, fragile looking Nr-
ginia giIl, softly weeping. Strangely incOnRruous
in such scene? Perhaps so, hut to the actors in
this drama ii seemed perfectly natural that she
should be there. To them II Iid seem strange
that she, daughter Of OF the families that
had been famous in both the history Of her
try and state should be present to lend something
OF tenderness TO this scene. 10 honor tho man who
had given mis- life in the defence Of hts state and
principles
The grave was dug. The soldiers stood with
bowed heads beside it, Mosby gently touched the
girl An is ready now" he said. 'Wll you read
the service? can't" She assented.
Opening the prayerbook. she read in voice
though tremulous, yet Of remarkable sweetness;
Il the resurrection and the 'fe, saith the Lord.
He that belieyeth in me though he were dead yet
shall he live, and whosoever hveth and believeth
in shall die
Suddenly Mosby Strengthened with a start He
listened ntently. From the distance came the
sound OF firing.
They must have attacked that party" he NUT
tered.
If the girl heard she made no sign. Lord let
know mine end and the number Of my days:
that / may Se certified how long | have TO live.
Behold thou hast made mine days 1t were
span long and my age Is nothing In re-
spoct thee" she read
The sound OF firing grew The sharp.
nervous crack of the Colt could be easily distin
Guished from the splitting fire Of the carbine. In
stinctively MOsby lowered the wick OF the lantern
and snothered the dim light against his breast.
The forms Of the soldiers grew tense. The hoof-
beats of single horseman dashing down the road
were heard. Mosby drew his revolver the rider
dashed up. II of his men, however.
HIS horse plunged madly he saw the still, mo-
tioness figure lying by the grave. General
said the trooper. Il ordered 70 report that the
captain has been attacked and hardly hold out
another five minutes. He suggests that you re-
tire Immediately"
Tell III. captain that my orders 10 hold
them in check until he is cut to pieces shall
need time" commanded Mosby.
The soldier saluted and Withdrew. Mosby turned
up the lantern and the girl quietly continued read
ing the service.
Man, that Is born OF a woman. hath but short
time live and is fun Of misery He cometh up
and is down. like flower: he ieeth as it were
the midst OF lie in DEATH a bullet
sang the. grave. Mosby said: Miss N, you
must allow TO take you home. This is too dan
gerous for you" I'VE can't leave him here she
replied. I'VE mus: finish the service" And I'm
an even voice read. "Of whom may seek
for succor but of Thee. o Lord. Spare us, Lord
Most Holy God Most Mighty"