The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1911-11-29
CHAPTER XIII.
Field Hospital, Sixth Corps.

Ny head ached SO abominably
when / first opened my eyes that
was compelled to close them again.
merely realizing dimly that l looked
up at something white above me.
which appeared to sway as though
blown gently by the wind. My CROP
able to move. told me / was lying
upon q camp-cot. with soft sheets
about me. and that my head rested
upon a pillow. Then ! passed once
more into Inconsistencies, but this
time 1t was asleep.
When l once more awakened the
throbbing pain had largely left my
hot temples. and I saw that the sway
ing white canopy composed the roof
Of q large tent. upon which the
golden sunlight now lay in checkered
masses. telling me the canvas had
been erected among trees. A faint
moan caused me to move my head
slightly on the gratefully soft pillow.
and I could perceive q long row Of
cots, exactly similar to the one
occupied. each apparently filled.
stretching away toward an opening
that looked forth into the open air.
A man was moving slowly down the
narrow aisle toward me, stopping
here. and there to bend over some
sufferer with medicine or q CHEEKY
word. He wore q short white Jacket.
and was without q cap. his head Of
heavy red hair a most conspicuous
object As he approached en-
deavored to speak. but for the moment
my throat refused response to the ef-
fort Then I managed to ask feebly:
Where am IT,
The blue eyes in the freckled, boy
ish face danced good-humoredly. and
he laid big red hand gently upon
my forehead.
Field hospital. Sixth Corps" he
said. with strong Hibernian &C.
cent AN how de ye loike 1t, John
nyr
Better than some others I've seem"
1 managed to articulate family. who
wont"
'Divil a wan Of us knows" he ad-
mitted frankly. but your fellows did
the retratin'."
IL Who al oius oio btoIy " All Vi VI
BY that time. and / closed my eyes
YEARLY. content to ask no more.
I have NJ way Of knowing how long
rested there motionless although
awake. my eyes closed to keep out the
painful glare. my sad thoughts busied
with memory of those men whom I
had seen reel and fall upon that
stricken field We had battled SO vainly
to save. Once I wondered, with sud
den start of fear. If | had lost limb.
II was to be crippled for life. the
one thing i dreaded above all else.
Feeling feebly beneath my bed-cloth-
ing i tested. as best I could, each
limb. All were apparently intact, al.
though my left arm seemed useless
and devoid Of feeling. broken no
doubt, and l heaved a sigh Of genuine
relief. Then became partially
aroused to my surroundings by .
voice speaking from tho cot next
mine.
You lazy Irish marinel" It cried
petulantly, that beef stew was to
have been given me an hour ago."
Sure. sor," was the soothing reply,
1t wasn't to be given yer honor till
two o'clock"
We'll. It's all of three now"
"Wan-thirty, on me sowl. sor."
That first voice sounded oddly
familiar. and turned my face that
way, but was unable to perceive the
speaker.
is that Lieutenant Caton7" I asked
doubtfully.
Most assuredly It is" quickly.
And who are your"
"Coptain Wayne. of the Confederate
Army"
"Oh. Wayne? Glad you spoke, but
extremely sorry to have you here.
fadly hurt?"
Not seriously. think. No limbs