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.mediately two footmen, in the royal<br />
livery, answered his summons.<br />
"You »hall go at once to the> emperor,"<br />
;he said, is a low and very ttanqnil<br />
voice. "I will give thesft men ordem<br />
tor carriages ".id will see that a special<br />
- train is prepared for you the instant yon<br />
•reach—"<br />
•'»>, no," broke hoarsely from the<br />
jrlncea:*. "Send them away! I—I did<br />
not mean what I said." In a trice she<br />
bad grown r>itcously humble, "I—I<br />
was more than half ia jolie, my dwur<br />
lf-fopr2ssed'•• hardly<br />
j beLtc'reofnceaioil than thiit of (lie fugi<br />
tive ostrich.) " jly dc?.r, yo-.i ;>.ve quite<br />
rifflit. l"'o'>pl\d and rent<br />
Eoys with their tj-iunt pale faces,<br />
The Irirnds of hurtrer sad thirst:<br />
Men who had looked through the gates tut bell<br />
Aod darod thi devil b±. worst<br />
Up trooi the Mt£»lssin>t<br />
Frost the Sairie-acarred Georgian track,<br />
From th)* wilderness and from Gettystonrrj<br />
Those soldier* came tofmte hack.<br />
Are thesa the aiuae.oBe marvels;<br />
Does the old li^ht (learn and shuxi,<br />
AS they foUoa- the flte and tMtelfi<br />
. la the ion; uawaverlaff ltaer<br />
Ave, vera*! Here are the eonnAes<br />
Wl'h brown heads tuThvd to er»7,<br />
, And linv-whlte locks hare the gray<br />
. Sarong la that elder day.<br />
*u*» lert their joarh bahladUMU<br />
la the temifBat of yeataatnaa<br />
When aveet oat of War"* Ztittgfc cradle<br />
SUyped Peaoe in tte teeakftsrAawa<br />
— " •• _ ' • • " • - * '<br />
HaUofi! Theie'saenateranaj<br />
Unstirred in tta attee. sleep<br />
BF «a* paadewoa tteart of the ttvmt<br />
And the eaaaoa'a tower deep.<br />
An amy that keeps iu nmter<br />
On stones that as Seattle* stand.<br />
WMi tne names of teas of taowada,<br />
Tae never of all the Jaao.<br />
The winds are tonrar ehamnaj<br />
A reqniem tor theee;<br />
Brav» atitaant uatnts thtte haimira<br />
In the flasbintr mapli.i mta.<br />
And the gted birda, wtnting atrafhward.<br />
Over them patne and nat<br />
DronHnsa»oocforkrre,above .<br />
The flower of Staat aaA West.<br />
A trooe to ox9aarj*a dreaaabag;<br />
Oh, Bag that ws live to serve;<br />
Brail that we hold BDst holy,<br />
Never from thee well »wet-vet<br />
Dear nac; that rallies a aatkm,<br />
A mlshiv fiowlmtr asst.<br />
From the hreeav, rtapuns prairtra<br />
To tne ragtrtA mtm-VUm utmmi.<br />
Marzaretkl Saoga^r, ia Harper's<br />
LEFT ON Trig BATTLE-FIELD.<br />
atwW It reels to Km Btravfc Br Tar* »*1-<br />
. . tats *« Otaaa.<br />
I did not fwl th* ali^htaat pain when<br />
struck by two bullets at the same in<br />
stant. We were ebarging farwanL<br />
must of the meu hurrahing as they<br />
•wept into the eleud of smoke raised by<br />
the two Napoleon guna. when there<br />
oatne such a sensation as one feels<br />
When his foot has gone to sleep. This<br />
sensation extended to the entire body,<br />
and I lurched about; staggered forward<br />
a few steps, and then fell to the ground.<br />
One bullet had entered the right leg<br />
Just below th* hip—the other bad<br />
smashed into the left shoulder.<br />
I was duty conscious of the fact that<br />
I was down, but I could not realize that<br />
I had been hit It was a dreamy aea-<br />
eocnt?" he asked, as he tossed thu tell of the V^att'e,<br />
but I flew mad and called him a liar.<br />
He would hav^ struck me, but just then<br />
we caught sight of a ghoul silsntly ap<br />
proaching-<br />
"Ah, you devil—I'll fix yoaJ" shouted<br />
my comrade as he raised his musket<br />
The ghoul ran away, and both of u»<br />
laughed heartily. Then ive :wept<br />
again. All of a sudden he began sing<br />
ing, His song was ,4 Capt Jinks," and<br />
joined in with great -heartiness. We<br />
were singing at the top oi our voices<br />
when a party of three oc four men, hav<br />
ing a lantern and n stretcher, suddenly<br />
appeared. We ceased our song, and<br />
one of the party held the lantern down<br />
and said:<br />
"Hard lot, eh? WelL you Yanks are<br />
a doggone queer lot of crittura anyhow!<br />
We reckoned you was all holding a><br />
camp-meeting down yere!"—N, Y. Sun.<br />
PEOPLE vVITH QUEER WOUNDS.<br />
BaUWitfe<br />
Who Stopped<br />
Hlai<br />
There are some veterans with ^oeer<br />
reeorda in attendanse at this encamp<br />
ment One of these, known familiariy<br />
as Comrade C3use, who serred fa» s><br />
Maine battery during the<br />
the scars ai forty-eight<br />
«d in a single battle, that a£ G*tty*><br />
burg. His numerous woucas resuHed<br />
from the explosion of a spherical ease*<br />
bnmediately in front of biat at<br />
aaemorablv battle.<br />
' erporal John Burns, of Ohio,<br />
eeivea a' pension for aopeculTar<br />
wbiebaar described in tb« pension Dwresai<br />
as ahoC ih the hip with a barrel of say<br />
g»r. w Burns was on guard duty at a.<br />
anaiu railroad curve in Virginia 4htrins*<br />
|9» latter part of the war, and wa»<br />
struck on the hip and disabled by a bar<br />
rel of sugar, which was thrown sudden<br />
ly from tie rickety car by the ine«nen><br />
tarn at the turn in the road. Another<br />
veteran who a> present is recorded in<br />
the bureau as having stopped a Cannes*<br />
ball with bis abdomen. He was sitting<br />
in a tent near headquarters when a<br />
spent cannon ball came bounding along<br />
and struck him in the atomaeh with<br />
rafBcient Sorce to reader him bora de.<br />
eombat, but not to kill hum.<br />
StiH another queer ease ia that of a<br />
Pennsylvania veteran who wiiL «e><br />
doubt be found ia the «%l»»at bt*«sde"<br />
during the parade. He was ratsdered<br />
totally deaf by a eaan^o ball, which<br />
whizzed by his bead in uncomfortably<br />
eloee proximity at the battle of ttstvem<br />
Hill. In deseribiug tae sensation ftftfl**<br />
ward he said it felt for an instast a* ft<br />
fifty cyclones had burst loose about his<br />
bead The eoacussAon also paralysed<br />
tUm for several miuutea. There Ji •ay-<br />
Other pensioner here who receives a<br />
monthly allowance from Uncle Sam's<br />
tiljl/fora "horse bite oa the neek," He<br />
was a cavalryman, and claims to have<br />
been bitten by a vicious animal while<br />
serving with Sheridan in his valley ride.<br />
Th« bite resulted in partial paralysis of<br />
the spine. -These are but a few Utos-<br />
satioa. The roar of battle was subdued, 1 *ratf»us of the varioua and multitu-<br />
the shouts of men seemed to coots from*ain°«* pecaliariUes of war which will<br />
miles away, and I f«lt too tired to spec<br />
ulate on what was, happeaing around<br />
me. By and by X went to sleep. I had<br />
noticed the sun just as we moved for<br />
ward. It was witnin half an hour of<br />
setting. When I awoke it ws* night<br />
and the Stars',were twinkling brightly.<br />
My throat was as parched as if I had<br />
been without drink for days, and my<br />
tongue seemed to be a stick in my<br />
mouth. I sat up, got hold of my can<br />
teen, which was full of water, and<br />
drained it to the last drop.<br />
What bad happened? Away down on<br />
the left a single gun was firing at in<br />
tervals, and here and there was a sput<br />
ter of musketry. I found it hard to re<br />
flect, but after a time it slowly dawned<br />
upon me that there nod been a battle.<br />
When did I fali cut of the ranks, and<br />
why? Where was the regiment? Who<br />
are these men lying 1 about on the<br />
ground? Let's see, Yes, this is a bat<br />
tle-field. We were held in reserve an til<br />
midafternoon. Then the brigade was<br />
sent to Hooksr, and we formed battle<br />
line along a ridge covered with bushes.<br />
We pushed. down thei .slope to a creek,<br />
over the creek to the edge of a cotton-<br />
field. They got a couple of guns to enfi<br />
lade us, and we-r-we—let's see. Our regi<br />
ment got the order to charge. I had<br />
just filled my canteen. We fixed bayo<br />
nets lying down. I remember that we<br />
sprang up and rushed forward, and I<br />
remember falling. Did I trip or stum<br />
ble?<br />
"You, there! Are you badly hit?"<br />
I came out of my stupor as a dream is<br />
broken. I was sitting tip, stUi holding<br />
my empty canteen. , The soldier who<br />
had spoken was lying on his elbow ten<br />
feet away. He had been shot in the<br />
knee.<br />
"Can you crawl?"<br />
"Yes, of course."<br />
"Then get a canteen from oae of<br />
those dead men for me.<br />
be repre&eftited at the Grand arssy<br />
eampment —Washington Post,<br />
OldttarCowirA.de*.<br />
Joseph Morrison of Clinton, I1L,<br />
came into the headquarters tent of the<br />
Seventeenth corp* and said he wanted<br />
to register. While waiting his turn ti.%<br />
the book Dr. Littlewootf of that city,<br />
who served in the Twentieth Illinois,<br />
looked at him rather suspiciously, then<br />
got up and walked around and took hint<br />
in from th* other side. Then he tapped<br />
him on the shoulder and remarked*<br />
"You were at Fort Hency end Fort<br />
Doaelson, weren't you?** "Oh, yes, 1 *<br />
came the answer, and then the strange*<br />
began to look. "Took part at Shilob,<br />
didn't you?" continued Dr. LhUewood,<br />
"and the capture of Vicksburg and th*<br />
march to the sea?" "Of course I did,<br />
and so did you, and—wall. Til be<br />
—if it istft Littlewood." shouted tb»<br />
stranger; as he jumped from his seat<br />
and made a rush for his old comrade,<br />
whom he had not seen since the day.<br />
they were mustered out after serving<br />
in the tame company during the war.<br />
Maybe they were novdelighted.—Wash<br />
ington Tost<br />
SMALL SHOT.<br />
THE largest number of men enlisted<br />
from the thirteen states of America,<br />
during the revolutionary war was 69,-<br />
761 in 1776. The aggregate of troops<br />
furnished the Union army in the war of<br />
1801-S5 was 2,320,272.<br />
PBOBABI.V the tallest G. A. R. veter<br />
an is \Villiain P. Boyne, of Green coun<br />
ty, Pa, who stands seven feet in his<br />
stockings. "During the war he was a<br />
private soldier in the Twenty-second<br />
Pennsylvania cavalry.<br />
ON-K of the old soldiers who was in<br />
Washington during the recent reunion<br />
carries on his body forty-eight scars,<br />
and exhibits an empty coat-sleeve and<br />
I made a move, and then for the first! *» artificial eye, all the result of a<br />
bursting shell at Gettysburg, H»<br />
time felt the pain of tny wounds and<br />
realized that I was helpless. The<br />
knowledge frightened me, and I be<br />
gan to shout for help The wounded<br />
man laughed at me llis paroxysm had<br />
passed away, while I was lying in a<br />
stupor.<br />
"Keep quiet!" he commanded, as he<br />
began to move himself toward m% "If<br />
you call out that way some ghoul wi!l<br />
come along and knock you on the<br />
head!"<br />
My fright passed away as he drew<br />
nearer. There was a dead man between<br />
us. He stepped and procured 'he poor<br />
fellow's canteen, and as he finally<br />
reached me, hitching along on his back<br />
by the ust cf one Jeg, we drained it be<br />
tween us. I had not recognized h's<br />
voice, but. I now found that he belong*<br />
ed to my own company.<br />
"How many dead bodies «aA you<br />
name is J. F. Chase, a veteran of the<br />
Fifth Maine Cavalry.<br />
THE late Gen. John Pope, by dating<br />
one of bis orders "Headquarters in the<br />
saddle," prompted the confederate com<br />
mander, Robert EL Lee, to perpetrate<br />
what was said to be the only joke of hia<br />
life. "What can you expert" he ia<br />
I credited with saying, "of a general who<br />
I puts his headquarters whore his hindV<br />
j quarters ought to be?"<br />
j GKN\ L-0SQ8TOKKT, one of the most<br />
famous of Lee's corps commanders,<br />
speaks in high praise of the b avery<br />
and skill of the late Gen. John Pope,<br />
1 whose qualities he had good occasion<br />
to appreciate and remember. Loag-<br />
strect says that no one could have dotra<br />
better under the circumst&tices than<br />
Pope in the struggle of August, USSS, *%.<br />
Virginia<br />
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