Show wita TILE BUGLER 11 ople read the arkansas man tells this bary f its boyish ride with the bugler 1 I was and was living in gallatin I 1 cheit joan bolgan byca in and captured capt ared col gom 0 tinto bia elason since the con federate forces were aliven away and the ay tile boys ere almost ilia with jay at the eight of gray uniform A season of 9 followed and then there came a r e port that col J alinson ol inson a dash ing with picked I 1 a ykun addan ling upon trie town my mott 1 er gathered her children about her and took refuge in a calar buti fealk anty pride bad bean trampled upon I 1 escalet I 1 and mingled with the soldiers that were preparing for battle old wine and whisky of loss venerable age had flowed during the feut and many of the raad ana officers WPM at link some were aln ng songs of more imalia ism than of actual tune others with the rising fervor of tipsiness declared that they would ilot go biome aih morning ali before the next mora ing caine many of them had gone home I 1 importuner importuned a bugler to let me get on his horse behind him and to the battle ile said that it I 1 tal 0 bla canteen over to the house of a old negro and bring it back full f ran I 1 might go home with aji far I 1 36 4 having left with the n broil t 1 jacket as Z faith and took my place behind the bugler an office r ordered me to got down but I 1 begged so hard that his reckless rood humor overcame his soberer sense of discipline with shouts lind bongi of discordant loudness we the morning was beautiful the iron eed was in bloom and sitting on its purple top the dayfly sang the song of midsummer mocking birds flirted flitted 4 in the apple trees and tj i 0 be artin few round and round wai biting for a I 1 of abe hor aey laden laborer ahat led just gong ovar into a field af clover the troops dashed out upon a blue gram plane jeweled hero and there with tile rich of a long cared for and magnificent tree over tile brow of A groan slope the burna of perception on ahe face of the ibe was seen advancing it was to be a cavalry fight it was to be a of horse ana A clash of saber I 1 looked to the i right and saw tha t our men were at 14 4 lone eftie and look ing abbad I 1 saw that the enemy as in airA ilar farm afy friend blow big bugle every horse dashed forward A line of blue dashed to meet us I 1 felt a keen sense of delight friend blow lis aado clashe the two eineo had met withdrawn sabers it been ared there was no dust clashe far to the highl as tile sabe flashed there were two ion j lines of brightness broken inta hirling giants of sun ray catchings alv e r I 1 may not have had tile spirit of a poet but the belity and not the horror od me I 1 lost not an adjunct I failed jot to catch a single shading I 1 saw a bee martin catch a beela amr an iron weed bend its purple head lienerth lie neath cho touch of a lark I 1 saw a man skull ixil to the ground all friend blew ilia bogle afie borsos leaped forward to title of blue begin to grow ragged wild shouts arose gun shots with it seemed to me int rl iding not 80 like the ya P yap y a p of a stray dog rang out here and there the enemy wa ro tr e a t ing standing in his s t fr r ups wavel ilia bugle high in upon it a triumphant blast the enemy made a stand and again the sabers flashell fla sheil old wine aly friend blew his bugle the opposing line gokoo and then came gunshows gunshots gun shots iab it homod to me a sort of revengeful bark my friend lifted his burlog but did not blow it I 1 thought that he had taken apty pty on ilia vanquished rine We hounded dorward jor ward ay friend began to lean back against rue ile was laughing I 1 could PI WY a ile leaned back farther lean back I 1 gala stop aint you see you aye about to shove me nofri back farther I 1 moved to ono side reached around and took hold of the born of the saddle blood spurted from the buggers buglers bug lers brat u P abild saw that death had thrown its film into I 1 d a eyes I 1 reached down atwith my t A nd ki C ked 11 i e off arrup away the lea nea over and I 1 ell to the ground I 1 got into the sa d die rode up to a fence climbed down off the horse and ran away I 1 went tae kover the grissy slope I 1 saw a martin catch ibe I 1 saw tle purple head of the iron weed bend beneath the toch of the I 1 4 rk pl DAVID brer of the pacific rall wap investigating commission commis BIon said recently upon his return to illino is 1 I hae discussed politics with very i eady every ansa in the aist abid h 0 mr knitig Ilig 10 0 bout anat hing whatever than I 1 know when 1 started no no davo its modest but it wont do you coald not take th 1114 from nothing X ka at tile poet has no affects aff ecta eions tills is more can lid said of his professed admirers A valuation of the real and 1 personal of son dpn cisco X ao 20 0 O I 1 ami i it NO I 1 |