. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . h of memorythrilled every nerve. Prior to leaving camp a large pocket had been fitted into the blouse,and two large lemons were packed in the bottom, and these had been 1% TlfK STORY OF absolutely forgotten till this supreme moment. Oraunching them withravenous haste was as reviving as a feast of ambrosial food with juicenectareous. Strength and courage were renewed. Rounding a skirt oftrees brought Chancellors and a stirring panoplied sc
. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . h of memorythrilled every nerve. Prior to leaving camp a large pocket had been fitted into the blouse,and two large lemons were packed in the bottom, and these had been 1% TlfK STORY OF absolutely forgotten till this supreme moment. Oraunching them withravenous haste was as reviving as a feast of ambrosial food with juicenectareous. Strength and courage were renewed. Rounding a skirt oftrees brought Chancellors and a stirring panoplied scene into view. I arrived at the house at last to find guards at the doors and a wide beltof mutilated humanity stretched around on the sod. An approaching ing water was induced toally of the drink for keep on for our own di-where assistance — impos-be found. Endurance wasfore the yellow flag with ared diamond was foundstanding beside an openingto a room chopped out fromthick cedars. The journeywas ended, but to cioss theentrance was impossible. attendant bring-contribute liber-which enabled mevision hospital,sible here—mightalmost gone be-. # mmHtfaNm ^cjs^S^ W& The Forgotten Lemon. With a fleeting thought that outside was outbarred. I pitched headlong confused murmuring, gathering into the words, He 11 bear a little morewhisky, was a potent restorative. Surgeons Herson and Wescott of the kneeling by. The sleeve had been cut off. and an arm dabbled withblood, lying bine and motionless on the ground had an irresistible attractiontome. Men were coming from the amputation table for another victim, whena flighl of shells screeched through the tree tops, sending every able-bodied AMERICAN HEROISM. 1<»7 man pell-mell into the woods for shelter. I was safe, and laughed, or thought1 did, at the ludicrous scramble. The panic passed as quickly as it came, and orders were received to moveeverything to •the brick house, near the river, three miles in the re
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