The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1913-06-11

-yy orders rers 70 adEit no one.
n 70 crs eaters that door said
younz smith
Tat f4g. zhez tie soldiers Te-s
i-st 20 % Be Inspected b. the
-rss.se1t. yo-ng Smith vas sbout
he middle o. he li1e. Whea h
s7prozcksd the boz solder WHO had
even refused to admit the Presidsns
" TIE United States. ia carrying
1ur tfs orders. yr. Lincoln stopped
and placed his arm around young
Smiths shoulders Ny boy" said
re great emancipation. '.you1I DO
a. soldier. Always obey instrue-
ions ABB Lincoln Is your friend -
thus did this great man iafuse
.n-O the mind % the young soldier
cours &c and sathE.lzsn that il az
ter dzgs enabled hin 20 face the
deadly cannon and other ius-rg-
n@uts OF var uith the dzuntlsss
bravery os a hero. Young Smith
ioiEef the blue-clsd army in Penn
ssissria. being seat from there TO
Warrington % help defend tae Cap
itol OF the United States
+ knew. said Nr. Smith, tina.
ny father had only a shos time 10
live; ny eouatr7. called for ne and
joined the army The hardest
thing 7 ever did vas when T stood
fl the presence % ny father and
said. Father. I have Joined the
army knowing as I did that
would probably never see him
again
Young Smith vas eoIor-besrer
FOR his regiment and o. one ocea-
sion he carried the stars and stripes
through one Of the thickest battles
% the great civil strife. His cloth
inz torn and bis flesh bleeding. he
carried the flag through the warm
- Of the fight
Just before the battle. said Mr.
Smith. in nsrrztinz his story 70 the
TEpyTrsr; III Captain came 70 me
and said. Joseph. ny boy, back in
the States have wife and little
girl viii never see them again.
will De killed in this battle Oh
says 70 him, Captain. don't feel
that way. you won't get killed
Yes. Joe. I will fall in this fight.
feel that way. Joie, If you ever
see them. tell them goodbye and
that my last thoughts were OF
them This man was Captain Geo.
J. Lawrence. Of Company A. 18Th
Inf, Pennsylvania Volunteers.
Few, few shall part where many
meet,
The snow shall be their winding
sheet;
And every turf beneath their feet
Shall be soldiers sepuIcher."
The bugIes sounded, the charge
was given. rifles spat a hail Of fire
and the cannon hurled their dead
ly missiles. For hours the battle
ragged. Side by side Captain and
color-bearer fought the fight Of des-
perstiOn. No power on earth could
save the soldiers from the terror
Of fight or the gloom Of the grave
Suddenly the Captain drew his
sword and waved fl over his head.
Charge double," he cried. Just as
the bugle sent the retreat signal
echOing away over the distant
hills, like the wall OF a lost soul.
The Captain never finished the sen
tence. Deaths grim messenger in
the shape OF a Confederate bullet
froze the unspoken words on his
lips and sealed them forever. He
staggered and pitched forward,
dead. while the battle ragged on in
all it's fury.
His promonition Of approaching
death had been fulfilled. The brave
Captain had paid his last debt to
nature and was waiting TO be iudg-
ed by the highest tribunal known
70 man. Grssping the American
flag. young Smith carried i'll
through the thickest OF the fight.
despite the fact that the enemy
sent charge after charge into their
ranks. like a shower Of hail His
clothing was torn by the bullets
fired by the Confederates, but he
escaped from the very Jaws OF death
with his life. The tread OF many
feet over the rough ground sent the
ominous echoes over the distant
hills which were carried away by
the wind signing through the trees
in melancholy cadence. The enemy
was fleeing from the attack and
their feet
Like muffied drums were beating
Funeral marches to the grave"
Thousands fell In the awful con-
fict al FrederickgburR that dav and