Decorah public opinion. (Decorah, Winneshiek County [Iowa]) 1895-1928, 1914-06-17

pain OF had whin you was here this
NORM, Oh think the medicine the
doctor left has bin dom me good,
OF do. But sure tbs your own self
that helps me most Oh"
Never mind me Tim, l am afraid l
ought not to let you try to talk at
all, the pain grips you whenever you
attempt it so keep perfectly quiet,
and while you let your poor wounded
body rest, look to the Father of us
all for rest of SOUL"
Poor Tim Fleury had been severe
ly wounded by one Of the last shots
fired in the recent battle and had
been lying at the point of death for
several days. The doctor declared
firing vigilence of private Grayling
and the constant care given him by
that gentleman, that life had been
prolonged beyond the first night af-
ter the return to camp. Mr.. Gray
ling had spent every moment he
had to spare with the striker man
and had ministered to him as faith
fully and as tenderly as if he had
been his own brother, for that was
the way of the man. And Tim had
come to love him as he had never
loved a man before.
Sure Oh cannot halp tryin to
tell We sorr, how me heart bates its
thanks that ye'd be spindin' yer
tonne wit the loikes of me. Some
; times whin Dim feelin' weak, an
me eyes are misty wild the pain in
me head, an Dim ony half awake,
an yere spakin' thin beautiful words
to me an comfortin' me loike Oh
was yer own brother, it seems loike
it was Father 'Dowd-rest his soul
come back from hivin to comfort
/, me as he did whin Oh was but bit
of lad in Oireland. an had no faith
er, nor no mother to warn me OF
evil an to counsel me to be good,
y feebly spake the suffering man. With
! vast sympathy and with a touch
as soft as that of woman, his self
! the army overcoat which served as
q a pillow, and as gently as possible
: adjusted the blankets which compos
ed the bed in which the striker
man lay after which he quietly with
, drew to the other side of the ten
where he remained till the patien
, seemed to have fallen asleep, wher
r he passed out and proceeding to the
' coral where the prisoners. were con
6 squaws. who, upon hearing his voice
Y arose and went directly to him.
r "Eowah." he said, "can you stay
with Tim again this morning, while
try to get little sleep? am pretty
we'll tired out and the poor fellow
likes to have you with him.
"Eowah go quick, do like big
!, medicine say. Watch all time" An.
> severed the girl, and at once made
her way to the tent where she found
& Tim doing as Mr.. Grayling had left
: him.
In the afternoon when the private
returned he found his patient some
what easier, and apparently little
, stronger than he had been in the
morning.
HAS anyone been here Tim since
left you? he enquired.
Sure there has yer reverence.
, Thot little haythen CURL was wit me
till she saw you comm from beyant,
, and thin she whit away loike some
wan was calm her for she said
Me go now tbs a foine little crathur
, she is sure, the loikes of her are
. mighty few. 'Tis a pity she WASH t
Oirish stead av Injun."
Good people are to be found
among all nations and races" OBJ
served Mr.. Grayling. Some enjoy
greater advantages than others but
human nature is ever the same, let
it be found where it will. It's man
, ifestations are manifold but always
, unity exists as to the nature of hui
man beings"
: The sufferer did not hear the
words of his friend however, for,
though he had seemed to be a little
stronger when Mr.. Grayling first en-
tered the tent, the rally was only
temporary, and was speedily follow
ed by spasm which left him utter
{ ly unconscious, and after a few mo-
ments the brave soul took its flight
: and Tim Fleury passed to the great
beyond.
CHAPTER XXVI.
Several days had elapsed since
, the death of Tim Fleury when the
Y regiment to which Major CALDWELL S
battalion belonged, received orders
to report at once to General Thomas,
at Chattanooga. In the meantime
, the chaplain of the regiment had