Lebanon Advertiser

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VOL. 46—NO. 49.
LEBANON, LEBANON COUNTY, PA., WEDNESDAY, MAY 30, 1894.
WHOLE NO.—2389.
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DJNNSYLVANIA BAILROAD.
On and after Nov. 19, 1893, train* will leave
Lebanon as follows, connecting at Conewago
for all point* pm the Pennsylvania Railroad.
Leave Lebanon ut 6.3. a. m. Arrive at Cone-
waeo 7.15 a. m., Lancaster 8.05 a. va., Philadelphia 10.20 a. m.. New York 1.18 p. m„ Harrisburg 7.45a. m.. Altoona. 1.45 p. in.. Pittsburg
_.60p. m. This train makes close connection
at Harrigbnrsr tor points cm the Northern
Central aiid PhilbdolDhlaA Erie Bailroad.
Leave Lebanon 10JA a. m. Arrive at Conewago 11.85 a. to., Harrisbnrg 12.01 p. m.
Philadelphia 3.00 p. m.. New York 5.53 p. m.
This train makes close connection at Harrisburg for points onthe Northern Central
and P. * E. K. K.
Leave Lebanon 2.00 p. m., arrive at Conewago 2.45 p.m., Lancaster3.45p. m. Philadelphia 6..5p.m.. New York 9.23 p. m.. Harrisburg 3.35 p. m„ Altoona 7.40 p. m.. Pittsburg
11.30p.m.,Baltimore 7.30 p.m., Washington
B.S7 p. m.
Leave Lebanon 6.35 p.m. Arrive at Gone-
«.__«o7.-_0 p.m., I_»n cas ter 8.40 p. m.. Phlladel
phia 11.15 p. m.. New York 3.53 a. va., Harris-
burg 7.50 t>. m
B. M. Pit EVOST.               J. R. WOOD.
General Manager.        _»enl. Pa_*r. Agt.
July 1. 1B92.	
ClOfltaWAU. AMD LEBASOM KAIL-
J   ROAD.
DlfiECT BOUTE FOE" ALLPOINTS os thb
PENNSYLVANIA KAILEOAD.
SmBKementof Paue>(«r Tralni.
On and aner Monday, Nov. SO, 189_, passenger trains will ran a*follows :
Leave— ax     am      pk       rM
Lebanon «:30    10:50      2.-00       t>:88
Cornwall , Ml    11:01      2:11       6:46
Mt. Gretna 6:M    11:11      2:21       6:57
Arrive— am     pm     m   -pm
Lancaster 8:06    12:50      3:45        8:40
PM        P M PM
Philadelphia. ..10:20      8*00     6:45      11:15
PM       P M       P M AM
New York  1:18      5:63      9.23       3.63
A V       V IC P IC P M
Harrisburg 7:45    32:01      3:35     _ 7:60
Williamsport.......11:15      3:00      7:10 .   10:40
Pittsburg. . 6-50    10:10    11:80        7:15
Leave- am     am     am       pm
NewYork WIS      ....      9:0»        2:10
Philadelphia. 4:30      8:50    12:25       4:40
Lancaster  6:32    10:56      2:40       6:35
Harrisburg 6:50    11:40      8:40       7:30
Williamsport 3:25      8:15    12:30       4:08
Pittsburg. ..fiU     8:30      8:00       9:05
Arrive— am     pm     pm       pm
Mt. Gretna  7:48    12:30      4:30       8:25
Cornwall. 7:69    12:40      4:4*       ftgS
Lebanon 8:10    12:50      4:50 *    .8:45
All trains daily except Sundays. Tickets
for all Western points. Baggage cheeked
tbrough.
MT. GRETNA park, on the line of this
Road, is the permanent location of the Pennsylvania Chautauqua, the United Brethren
Camp-Meeting, and Mt. Gretna Farmers'
Encampment and Industrial Exposition, and
the most popular Excursion Resort in eastern
Pennsylvania for Sunday Schools and otber
organizations.
A. JD. SMITB,
 General Superintendent.
PHILADELPHIA AND READING RAILROAD.	
ANTHRACITE COAL USED EXCLUSIVELY, INSURING  CLEANLINESS AND
COMFORT,  IN  EFFECT
FEBRUARY Uth. 1894.
TRAINS! JLESAVJE LEBANON,-**
For New York via Philadelphia, Weekdays,
7:08,8:50,10:35 a; m., 2:16,4:40 and 6:45 p. m.;
Sunday,7:42 a. no.. 4:47 p.m. •
Kor New York via Allentown,Weekdays, 6:05
8.50 a. m.. 2:16, p. m. Sunday, 7:4.!, 9:42 a. m.
for Philadelphia, Weekdays, 6:05, 7:03, 8:50,
10-35 a. to., 2:16, 4.40 and 6:46 p.m.; Sunday,
7:42 a. m., 4:47 and 6:41 p. m. '
For Middletown, Weekday., 6:03, 8:23 a. m.,
12:55, 2:28, p.m.; Snnday,_:Wp. rn.
for Readina, Weekdays, ftOS, 7:03 8:50,10:35
a. m., 2:16,4:40 6:45, 9:00 p. m.   Sunday, 7:42,
9-42 a. m.. 4:47, 6:41 p. na.  _
For Allentown, Weekdays, 6:05.8:50 a. m., 2:16
4:40,  6:45 p. in.;    Snnday,   7:42, 9:42 a. m.
4.47 p. m.
For Harrisburg, Weekdays, 6:08, 8:23, 11:05 a.
m    12-55, 2:28, 7:07, 8:60 and il:25 p. m.   Sunday, 7:86,9:56, a.m., 6:56,11:25p. in.
ror Pinegrove, Weekdays, 8:45 a.m., 1:00, 6:16
and8:55p. m. I -•        -   „„,
ror Gettysburg, Weekdays. 6:03, a.n_..2:28 p.m.
For Shippensburg, Weekdays, 6:03,11:05 a. m.,
2:28 p, m.
ror Brookslde, Weekdsys'8.4. a. m.. 1.60 p.m.
For Pottsville via PineGrove, Weekdays.LOO,
* m'    TRAINS FOB J-BBAirdlt.
Leave New York via Allentown. Weekdays,
4-00 8-15 8-45, onfl 11:30 a. m., 12:30 1:00, 3:45,
6.46 6:00 p.m.  Sunday, 1«0.-:806:00 p.m.
Leave New York via Philadelphia, Weekdays,
800,11.80, a.m.,l:w,LOO.5:00p. m.,and 12:15
midnight; Sunday, 1:305:00 p.m. and 12:15
midnight. . _._.„._.„
Leave Philadelphia, Weekdays, 4:12.8:35,10:00
a. m., 4:00. 6:00, p. m.; Sunday, 4.00,9:05 a.
m., and 5:30 p.m.
Leave Heading, Weekdays, 5:06. 7:15,10:15, and
11:50 a.m., 1:33,6:00,7:5. and 10:28 p. m. Sundays, 6:H0, 6:50, and 10:50 a. m., 5.50 and 10:28
p. m. .
Leave Allentown, Weekdays, 5:47, and 8:43 a.
St., 19115, 4:25, 9:05 p. m.; Sunday, 7:25 a. m.,
4:25 and 9:05 p. m.
Leave Harrisburg, Weekdays, 5:10, 8:20, 7:56,
9:10 a. m., 1:25, 8:45, 5:50, and 8:05 p. m, Sundays, 6:50, and 8:50 a. m., 4:00. 5:50, p. m.
Leave Brookside, 8.80 a. m, and 12.15, 2.55 p..m.
Laave Pine Grove, 6.15, and 7.80 a. m., and
1.U0 and 4.40p.m.
ATLANTIC CITT DIVISION.
Leave Philadelphia. Chestnut Street Wharf
and South Street Wharf
FOK ATLANTIO CITY,
Weekdays—Express, 0:00. a. m.. 4.00, 6:00
p,  ,a.   Accommodation, 8:00 a.  m., 5.45 p.m.
Sundays—Express, 9:00, 10.00 a. m. Accommodation, 8:00, a. m., and 4:30 p. m.
Returning leave Atlantio City Depot .corner
Atlantic and Arkansas Avenu*s, Weekdays,
Express 7:30,8;50 a. m., and 4:00p.m. Aoeom-
commodation, 8.10a.m., and 4.3dp.m.
Sundays—Express, 4:0o, 5.15, p. m.  Accommodation, 7:15 a. m.. and 448 p.m.
Parlor cars on all express trains.
0. G. HANCOCK, /
Gen'l Passenger Agent,
1. A. SWE1GARD.
General Superintendent.
Apr. 21—ti.
Win. Johnson
Normanville, Pa.
Injured While Coasting
Impure Blood Asserts Itself
But HuiMfl Sarsparilla  Cures the
Disease and Restores Health.
"C. I. Hood & Co.,Lowell, Mass.:
"During the winter of 1887,1 was injured on
one limb while coasting, tl did not trouble me
much at first, but toon became more painful, my
strength began to decline and I could not rest at
night I was attended by several different doctors but all failed to check the trouble and I
grew rapidly worse. Early ln 1890 I had to use
crutches and ay health was very poor, having
lott my appetite and being reduced In flesh. In
the fall of 1881 I had to take to my bed and
ltwas thought
I Would Net Live
until spring. During all this time I had tried
many different medicine* bttt did get relief. Ia
the meantime to give me relief, ths several
bunches around my knee were lanced and later
every effort made to beal the running sores but
all in vain. Then it was, while confined to my
bed last spring, that my father, having read
much about tbe merits ef Head's Sarsaparilla,
HOOD'S
Sarsaparilla
CURES
decided to have me give lt a trial. I have taken
It regularly, using nearly ten bottles. All the
sores bnt two are healed and these are nearly
well. Ihave thrown away my crutches as I osn
walk, go to school and do some work. I have
a good appetite and real good health and
have Increased In weight very much. Hood's
Sarsaparilla has been a blessing to me." William Johnson, Normanville, Pennsylvania.
HOOd'S Pills are the best family cathartic,
gentle and effective. Try a box 25 cents.
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Dry Goods and Groceries.
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Come and see and beconvinced.   A pleas-
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A full line of HEN'S GOODS of tho
latest and best styles.
A complete assortment of LADIES'
DRESS. SHAWLS, GLOVES, EM-
BROIDERY, and all the novelties of the
season.
A fine line oi TABLE LINENS and
HOUSE FURNISHING GOODS.
A FULL AND FRESH STOCK OF
GROCERIES
HO PLEASE THE MOST FASTIDIOUS.
HP"Orders promptly filled and Goods
delivered.
I H. SELTZER & BRO.,
SUCCESSORS TO
SELTZER & SNAVELY,
Gor. Ninth snd Willow Ste.
DR BIEVER'S COM SALVE
positively removes all Corns and
Bunions without pain. Cureguar-
anteed or money refunded.    15 cts.
PEEPAEED AND SOLD BY
Dr. J. A. BIEVER,
Gor. 5th & Lehman Sts., Lebanon, Pa.
Cornwall Railroad.
Lebanon & Lancaster Joint Une
On and after MAY SOO., _89_, PASSENGER TRAINS will be run as follows
Shortest Route for  Lancaster and
AU Points East and West.
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North and South-bound trains connect at Lebanon witn trains on Philadelphia __. Reading   Railroad to and trom Harrisburg, Reading, Pottsville, Philadelphia and New York.
South-bound trains oonnect at Manheim with trains on the Reading * Columbia Railroad
ISor points between Reading and Columbia.
Philadelphia A Reading Railroad Company mileage books will be accepted en the Cornwall Railroad.
Tb. Boy of CMaiiop.
One bleak day fat October, 1658, a little boy was playing with bit div on the
floor of hll fathers library, in one of the
larger towns of Western Illinois. The
dog was not bigger than a piece of chalk;
but wben tbe boy ranged the great divinity books into a railway train along
tbe floor, be hopped upon them, and
puffed and snorted away, as if be supposed himself some huge engine racing
across the country under a full head of
steam. "Whiz! whiz!" and "Puff!
puff!" went tbe dog, and "Hurrah I
hurrah 1" ''Clear the track !" "Lookout
for tbe bullgine !" shouted the boy, until tbe room shook. How the man writing at tbe desk manr^ed to pnt two
ideas together amid such a din, I never
could understand, until my own "Billy
Boy" had turned my own library into
a railroad-station.
At last the man laid down bis pen,
and. reaching tat his hat, which hung
against the wall, caught sight of tbe
boy, the dog, and the '"Great Western
Ball war." Bursting into a merry
laugh, he said :
'•Willie had a little dog.
Whose ooat was white as snow t
And everywhere that Willie went
The dog was sure to go."
The boy sprang to bis feet, and catching up his own little bat, wbiob lay on
a chair in the corner, shouted oot:
"And father had a little boy.
Whose face was white as snow .-
And everywhere that lather went
The boy was sure to go."
In vala the fatber said tbat four-year-
old boys should stay at bome is stormy
weatber; the little fellow insisted on
going out, and finally carried his point;
and always afterwards, "everywhere
the father went, tbe boy was sura to go."
"The boy is father ot the man," and
the small boy is father of the larger boy.
So, wben tbe South aimed a dead-blow
at this principle, and his fatber went
out to uphold it on tbe battle-field, it
was only natural that Willie should
want to go witb bim.
. His tether had been in the army more
tban a year,' and had risen to tbe command of a regiment, before be consented
to take Willie along with him as a
drummer-boy. Then he went, bat had
been at tbe front only a week when tbe
army came in presenoe of tbe enemy,
and was drawn up in two long lines to
wait an attack. When an army is moving, drummer-boys and otber musicians
march at the bead of their regiments ;
but when tt goes into battle, they are
sent to the rear to take oare of the
wounded. On tbis occasion, however,
wben Willie's father rode along tbe
lines encouraging tbe soldiers to act
like men in tbe ooming conflict, he
caught sight of tbe little drummer-boy
standing with bis drum over his should*
er, at tbe very head of tbe column.
—«**Wc a.v p>~»— _»■*..'    *--_-»_igu-, -.rj   .«._.-,_
sold the father. "Your place is at the
tear."
"Father," answered tbe boy, 'If I go
back there, everybody '11 say I fm a coward."
'•Well,well,'' said his father, "stay
where you are !"
He stayed thero, and, wben the attack began, moved in at tbe head of his
regiment; and though tbe bullets hissed,
the canister rattled, and the shells burst
all about bim, he came out uninjured.
In tbe midst of the fight, when our men
were going down before tbe storm of
lead, as blades of grass go down before
a storm of hail, one of tbe regimental
orderlies was swept from IA saddle by a
cannon-ball, and his borse went galloping madly over the battle-field. Willie
saw tbt orderly fall, and bis borse
bound swiftly away; and leaving tbe
ranks, be caught the frightened animal,
and sprang into the fallen man's saddle.
Biding then up to bis father, he said:
"Fatber, I'm tired of drumming—I'd
rather carry your orders." ■
He was only thirteen years old ; but
after tbat, in all the great battles of tbe
Southwest, he acted as orderly for the
brave Colonel, carrying his messages
througb the fiery storm, and riding unharmed up to tbe very cannon's"mouth,
until be was taken prisoner by the Rebels on the bloody field of Chickamauga.
All day long on tbat terrible Saturday
he rode through tba fight by tbe side of
his fatber, and at night lay down on the
ground to dream of his home and his
mother. Tbe battle paused when tbe
sun went down ; but it bad no sooner
risen, on tbe following day, rod and
ghastly in the smoky air, than the faint
crack of musketry and the heavy roar
of artillery, sounding miles away told
that tbe brave boys on our left were
meeting the desperate onsets of the
enemy. Fiercely the Rebels broke
against their ranks, fiercely as the storm
wave breaks on a rock in tbe ocean; but
like a rook, tbe brave Thomas and his
men beat back the wild surges, till they
rolled away in broken waves upon our
centre and right, where the little boy
was witb his regiment. Battle and disease bad thinned tbeir ranks, and tben
they numbered scarcely four hundred;
but bravely they Mood up to meet tbe
wild shock that was coming. Soon tbe
Colonel's borse went down, and giving
him his own, Willie hurried to the rear
for another. He had scarcely rejoined
tbe ranks, when on tbey came—the fierce
rangers of Texas and Arkansas,—rid'ng
over tbe brigades of Davis and Yan
Cleve, and the division of the gallant
Sheridan, as if they were only standing
wheat all ripe for mowing. Oae half
of the brave sons of Illinois were on the
ground wounded or dying ; but the rest
stood up, unmoved in the fiery hurricane which was sweeping the fierce
gusts around them. Such men can die,
but tbeir legs aro not fashioned for running. Soon both their flanks wore enveloped in flame, and a dreadful volley
burst out of the smoke, and again the
brave Colonel went to the ground in the
midst at bis beroes. Then the boy
sprang to bis side.
-*Are you dead, father, or only
wounded 5"'
"Neither, my boy," answered tbe iron
man, as be clutched the bridle of a riderless horse, and sprang into the empty
saddle. Two horses had been sbot under
him, and two hundred of bis men bad
gone down forever, mit still be sat there
I unmoved amid the terrible tempes;. At
last the fire grew even hotter; ame xo-
broken sheet of flame enveloped the
little band, and step by step, with their
faces to the foe, they were swept back
by the mere force of numbers. Then the
fatber said to tbe boy, "Go, my son, to
tbe rear, fast as your horse's legs ean
carry you."
"1 can't, father," answered tbe lad,
"you may oe wounded.''
. "Never mind me; think of your
mother. Go," said the tether, peremptorily.
: Obedience had been the rule of the
boy's 1 i fe. He said no uore: bat, tu rn-
ing bis horse's head, rode back to the
hospital.
. The hospital was a few tents clustered
among tke trees, a short distanoe in the
rear; and thither our wounded men
were being conveyed as fast aa tfae few
medical attendants could carry them.
There the boy dismounted, and set about
doing all he could for the sufferers.
Wbile tbus engaged, be saw bis father's
regiment emerge from thecloud of flame,
and fall slowly back towards a wood behind tbem. In a moment a horde of
rangers, uttering fierce yells, poured
down on their flanks to envelop the Uttle
band of heroes. The boy looked, and at
a glance toe* in his own danger. The
hospital would inevitably be surrounded,
and ali in it captured I He bad heard of
he Libbey, and tbe prison-pens of Salisbury and Anderson vim; and springing
upon tbe back of the nearest horse, be
put spun to its sides and bounded away
towards the forest. But it was a clumsy
beast, not tbe blooded animal wbicb bad
borne bim so nobly tbrough tbe day's
conflict. Slowly it trotted along, though
the rowels pierced its flanks till the blood
ran down tnem ia rivulets Tbe forest
was yet a long way off when the rangers
oaught sight of the boy and the sleepy
animal, and gave cbase, brandishing
their carbines and yelling like a regiment
of demons. The boy heard tbe shouts,
and slung himself along the side of bis
borse to be out of range of bullets; bat
bot one of tbe rangers offered to fire, or
even lifted his carbine; for there is
something in the breasts of tbese half-
savage men that makes tbem in love
with daring; and this running with a
score of rifles following at one's heels is
about as dangerous as a steeple-chase
over a country filled with pitfalls and
torpedoes.
Soon the rangers' fleet steeds encircled
tbe boy's clumsy animal, snd one of
them seized bis bridle, crying out, "Yer
a bully 'un; jest the pluckiest chunk uv
a boy I uver seed."
Willie was now a prisoner, and prudence counselled him to make tbe best
of a bad business; so he slid nimbly to
the ground, and coolly answered, "Give
me a hundred yards tbe start, and I'll
get away yet,—if my horse ia dower than
a turtle."
"I'm durned ef we won't," shouted
forty fod.&inWifnil'p S6ot free"etas
gits fust ter tfae timber."
"None uv yer nonsense, Tom," said
another, wbo seemed some petty officer.
"Luck at the boy's eloes 1 He's son ter
some o' the big 'uns. I'll bet high be
b'longs ter eto Linkum hisself. I say,
young 'un, hain't ye ole Linkum's boy ?"
"I reokon I" answered Willie, laughing, in spite of his unpleasant surroundings.
But what be said in jest was received
in earnest; and with a suppressed
chuckle the man said i "I knowed it.
Fellers, he 's good fur a hundred thousand.—so let s keep a bright eye on
blm.''
Willie was a boy of truth. He was
taught to value his word above everything, even life; but the men were deceiving themselves, and be was not
bound to undeceive tbem to bis own disadvantage. Be bad heard of tbe barbarity tbey bad shown to helpless prisoners, and bis keen mother wit told blm
to be silent, for this false impression
would insure bim kind and respectful
treatment. After a short consultation,
the rangers told bim to mount bis borse
again, and tben led bim by a circuitous
route, to be out of range of the bullets
of the retreating foroes, to a hospital a
short distanoe in the rear of the rebel
lines, wbere a large number of prisoners
were gathered. On the way one of them
asked Willie tbe time of day, and wben
be drew out his watch, coolly took it
and placed it ln his pocket; but they
offered bim no other wrong or indignity.
Arrived at the station, the leader of
the rangers rode up to the officer in
charge of the prisoners, and said : "I
say, Cunnel, we 'se cotched a fish yere
as is wuth cotchin',- one o' ole Linkum's boys 1"
The officer scutinized Willie closely,
and then said, "Are you President Lincoln's son V'
"No, sir," answered Willie; "but I
am-'one of Linkum's boys.' "
"Ye telled me ye war, ye young
hound !" cried the ranger, breaking into a storm of oaths ana curses.
"I did not," said Willie, coolly; "I let
you deceive yourself,—tbat was all."
The rangers stormed away as If they
were a dozen hurrieanes exercising
their lungs for an evening concert; but
tbe Colonel, who at flrst had gone into,
an uncontrollable fit of laughter, now
turned upon them with a torrent of reproaches. "You're a crowd of cowards,"
he said. "You have got this up to get
away from tbe fight. A dozen of you
to guard a twelve-year-old boy! Begone!
Back to tbe lines every one of you, or
I'll report you. Old Bragg has a way of
dealing with skulkers sucb as you are."
The rangers needed no farther faint.
Tbey galloped off, and Willie walked
away and joined the other prisoners.
About a thousand of our tired and
wounded men, under guard of two companies of Rebel soldiers, were collected
In an open field not for from tbe hospital ; and with them, without food,
without shelter, and witb nothing bat
the bard groond to lie on, the little boy
remained till noon of the following day.
At night he lay down to rest ina
crotch of the fence and counted the
stars, as one by one they came out in tbe
sky, telling of the Great All Fatber who
has bis bome in the high heavens, bat
comes down aa visit and relieve bis
heart-weary children wbo are wandering here on earth.   Was he not heart-
weary,—heart-weary with thinking of
bis bome and bis mother, wbo soon
would be sorrowing for her only son,
lost amid tba wild storm of battle'.
And wonld not God visit and relieve
him P As ba thought of this, he
prayed. Rising to his knees, he said tbe
little prayer be had said every morning
and evening since his earliest childhood;
aad even as be prayed, a dark cloud
broke away over bis bead, and tin north
star came oat snd looked dawn, as if
sent by tbe good Father to guide him
homeward.
He watched tbe star going brighter
and brighter, till its gentle rays stole
into his soul, lighting all its dark corners; and tben be sunk to sleep and
dreamed,—dreamed that a white-robed
angel came and took him in its-arms
and bore bim away, above the tree-tops,
to bis father's tent beyond tbe mountains. His father was oa Me knees
proving; and wbile he prayed tbe angel
van ished, snd in its place came the spirits
Of bto ancestors,—the bunted H ugenots,
wbo had gone up to Heaven from many
a blood-sodden battle-field, Tbey took
the boy by tbe hand and said, "Be strong,
and fear not, Pat your trust in God,
and be will show you a safe way out of
the wilderness."
In the morning he woke hopeful and
stout-hearted. Kneeling down, he
prayed again; and then a plan of escape
came to him,—clear and distinct as ever
plan of battle came to a general. He
did not think it ODt; it came to him like
a beam of light breaking into a dark
room; or like a world-stirring thought
flashing into the soul of genius from tbe
Source of all thought in tbe heavens.
But this thought was not to stir a world;
it was only to stir a small boy's legs, and
make bim a maa in resource snd resolution. Long he pondered upon It, turn*
ing it round and round, and looking at
it from all sides: and then he set about
working it oat into action.
Tbe Colonel commanding the guard
was a mild-mannered man, with pleas-1
ant features, and a heart evidently too
good to be engaged in the wioked work I
of rebellion.   Him the boy accosted as I
he made his morning round among tiie
prisoners.    "You seem to be short-
handed at tbe hospital, sir," he said;
"I bave done sucb work, and would be
glad to be of service."
"You're a good boy to think of it,"
replied tbe officer,—"too good to be one
of Lincoln's boys."—aod be laughed
heartily at the recollection. "But won't
you try to get away if I let you go
there f"
"I oan't promise," said Willie; "you
wouldn't if you were a prisoner."
"No, I wouldn't," answered the Colonel, kindly. "But it won't be safe for
you to try. Some of our men are wild
fellows, and they would shoot you down
ss soon as they would a squirrel. Tbe
Union lines are twelve miles away, and
our pickets are thicker than tbe fleas in
t*,,M-__a_k',—B— -r,.
be a prisoner," said Willie, smiling. —
"You are a sensible lad," answered
tbe officer, laughing. "I'll let you into
tbe hospital, and you may get away if
vou can: but if you are sbot, don't come
baok and my I did it.'
"I dou't believe in ghosts," aaid tha
little boy, following the Colonel on bis
rounds, to be sure be should not forget
him.
When the officer's duties were over,
he took Willie from tbe cornfield and
gave him in cbarge of Dootor Hurbnrt,
chief surgeon of the hospital. The doctor was a humane, kind hearted man,
and he laughed heartily at the story of
the boy's capture by tbe rangers. "You
served tbem right, my little fellow," Ito
said, "and you are smart—smart enough
to be a surgeon. There is plenty to do
bere, and if you go to work with a will,
I'U say a good word for yon."
And tbe kind surgeon did; and Willie's
fatber afterwards bore him bis tbanks
across maay leagues of hostile country.
The hospital was a little village of
tents, scattered about among tbe trees,
and in it wero nearly a thousand Rebel
and Union soldiers, allot tbem either
wounded or dying. Among them Willie
worked for a fortnight. He scraped lint
for their wounds, bound bandages about
tbeir limbs, held water to their parched
lips, wrote last words to their far-away
friends, and spoke peace to tbeir souls
as, weary and sin-laden, they groped
tbeir way through the dark valley tnat
leads down to the realm of tbe departed.
Among tbe patients was one in whom
Willie took especial Interest,—-a bright-
eyed, fair-haired boy, not far from bto
own age, who had been wounded in tbe
great battle. He was a Rebel boy, bat
he had gone into tbe war with the same
purpose as Willie,—to do all he could
for what he thought was freedom. He
bad been told that the North wanted to
enslave the South, and his soul rose in a
strong resolve to give bis young life, if
need be, to beat back his country's invaders. In all this be was wrong; but
only a demagogue will say tbat tbe spirit
which moved him was not as noble as
that which bas led many a Northern lad
to be a martyr for real liberty. Young
as he was, be had been in balf a dozen
battles, and in the bloody struggle of
Chickamauga had fallen pierced with
two Union bullets. For two days
and nights be lay on the battle-field before he was discovered by tbe party of
men wbo brought bim to the hospital.
Willie helped to bear bim from tbe ambulance, and to lay bim on a blanket in
one of tne tents, and then went for the
chief surgeon. A ballet bad entered
the boy'8 side, and another crushed tiie
bones of his ankle. His leg bad to come
off, and tbe amputation, the long exposure, and the loss of blood, rendered
his recovery almost hopeless. Tbe kind-
hearted surgeon said tbis to Willie, as
be finished the operation, and bade him
tell it to tbe Rebel lad as gently as was
possible. Willie did this, and tben tbe
wounded boy, turning bis mild gray eye
to Willie's face, said calmly : "I tbank
you,—but for two days I have been expecting it. I bave a pleasant home, a
dear motto, and a kind little sister,
and it to bard to leave them; but I am
willing to go, for God bas otber work
for me— up there—wbere tbegood angels
are working."
He lingered for a week, every day
growing weaker and weaker, and then
sunk to sleep as gently as tbe water drop
sinks into the depths of tbe ocean. A
few hours before ba died, he sent te
Willie, and said to bia: "Yoa have
been very good to me, and I wonld, as
far as I east, return your kindness. My
clotbes are under my pillow. Take them
when I am gone. Tbey may help you
to get back to your mother, lam going
soon.   Be with me wben I die.''
Thev laid bim away in the ground,
and Willie went about bis work; bM
something loving and pare had gone oat
of his life, leaving him lone and heart-
weary. He did not know that tbe little
acts of kindness he had done to the dying boy would be reflected back ta hto
own heart, and throw a gentle radiance
ronnd hto life forever.
I would like to tell you all the details
of Willie's escape,—how he dressed himself in the Rebel boy's clothes, and one
eloudy night boldly passed the sentinels
at tbe hospital: how be fell in with several squads of Rebel soldiers, was questioned by them, and safely got away because of his gray uniform; bow, on his
hands and knees, he crept beyond tbe
Rebel pickets, uid, after wandering in
the woods two days and nights, with
only the sun by day and tbe north star
by night to guide him, got within oar
lines, and, exhausted from want of food
and worn out witt walking, lay down
under a tree by tbe roadside and slept
soundly till the following night approached. I wonld Ite to ton yoa of
all this, but tba story would be too long.
So I will only say that Willie was roused
from his slumbers under the tree by
some ooa shaking him by the shoulder,
and, looking up, saw a small party of
Union cavalry.
"What are you doing here, my young
grayback ?" said tbe orderly, who had
awakened him.
Willie was about to answer, wben he
caught sight of a face that was familiar.
It was tbat of his mother's own brother, "
Colonel Mclntyre, of tbe forty-second
regiment of Indiana Infantry. The
boy sprang to bis feet and oalled out,
"Why, uncle! don't you know me,—
Willie ■' V In a moment he was
on the back of the Colonel's horse, and
on tbe way to bis fatber.
Bnt wbat of the boy's father, while
bis only son was a prisoner with the
Rebels, or wandering thus alone in the
wilderness ?
I bave told you that slowly and steadily the brave Colonel moved the remnant
of his regiment out of tbe fiery storm on .
that terrible Sunday. At dusk of tbat
day, he threw his men into bivouac at
Rossville, miles away from the scene of
conflict. There he learned tbat tbe
regimental hospital had been captured,
and Willie flung oat alone—a little waif
—on tbe turbulent sea of battle. Was
be living or dead,—well, or wounded?
Who could tell bim V and what tale
could be bear to the mother ? These
were Questions wbich .knocked at the
lids, and made bim, ior the first time in
bis life, a woman. All night long he
walked the camp, questioning the stragglers who came in from the front, or the
fugitives who had escaped from tbe
clutches of tbe enemy. But tbey brought
no tidings of Willie. Tbe hospital was
taken, they said, and no doubt the boy
was captured. Tbis was all that the
tether learned, though day after day he
questioned tbe new-comers, till bis lota
was known throughout the army; bob
he did not give up hope, for something
within tola him that Willie was living,
and would yet be restored to his mother.
At last, after a week had passed, a
wounded soldier who bad crawled aB
the way from the Rebel lines came to
tbe camp of tbe regiment, and said to
the Colonel: "I was in tbe hospital
when it wu taken. The boy sprung on
a borse and tried to get away, but was
followed by the rangers, and, the last I
saw, was falling to the ground wounded.
They must bave killed him on the spot,
for he gave tbem a hard ride, and they
were a savage set of fellows—savage as
meat-axes, '
The next day another came, and he
Mid: "I saw the boy three days ago, lying dead in a Rebel hospital, twelve
miles to the southward. He was
wounded when taken, and lingered till'
then, but that day he died, and that
nigbt was buried in tbe timber. I know
it was Willie, because he looked just
like you. and he said he was tbe son of a
colonel."
Tbe same day another came, and he .
said: "I know the boy—a brave little
fellow—and I saw him only two days
ago in the Crawfish hospital. When he
was captured, hto horse fell on. him and
crushed hto right leg to a jelly. They
had to take it off above the knee. There
are a thousand chances to one against
bis living through the operation,"
Similar accounts were brought by half
a score within tbe following days, but
still the tether hoped against hope, te
something within him said that his boy
was safe, and would yet be restored to
his mother.
At last, wben a fortnight had gone by
with no certain tidings of Willie, Captain Pratt, one of the offloers of the regiment, came to tfae Colonel's tent one
morning, and said to him: "Ihave good
news for you. Willie will be back by
sunset. You may depend upon it, foe
in a dream last nigbt I saw him entering your tent, alive and as well as ever."
The Colonel had little faith in dreams
and to far from being bimself a dreamer,
bot tbe confident prediction of the Captain made a powerful impression on bim.
All day long be sat in hto tent, listening
eagerly to tbe sound of every approaching footstep, and watohing intently the
lengthening shadows as the suit journeyed down to te western hills. At
last tbe great light touched the tops of
tiie far-off trees, and tbe father's heart
sunk within hint; but then—when hto
last hope was going out—a quick step
and a glad shout Bounded outside, and
Willie burst into the tent followed by
one half of the regiment. The boy threw
hto arms about Dis father's neck, and
then tbe bronzed Colonel, who had so
often ridden unmoved tbrough the storm
of sbot and shell, bent down hts head
and wept; for thto to son was dead, and
was alive again,—was lost, and was
found. E»mund Kibe.:,