Penny Dreadfuls, 1895 · page 179 of 215
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— aS a a * * . 156 A DAUGHTER OF MARYLAND. r’ar. ’Pears laik he’d got ’way from me ennyway ef I hadn’t ’tended he should.’’ Though glad over the saving of Maze, Aurian felt little like rejoicing with the delighted negro, who did not tire of telling of his exploit. But even he became quiet in the morning, when the incessant roar of the firearms of the contending armies at Sharpsburg carried terror to the hearts of all. All through the long, stern battle of Antie- tam they suffered in silence, dreading the worst. Then, when at last the firing ceased and they realized that the contest was over, Aurian said: ‘*What dreadful suffering there must be among those who have fallen. Perhaps father is there! Mrs. Ralston, I cannot remain here idle any longer. With all of those I hold dear engaged in this terrible war, there is work for me to do. The suffering need such care as I can give them, and to them I am going. First we will conceal, everything of value about the manor that we can, and then we will abandon the place. Each one must look out for his or herself. ’’ | It was nearly night before Aurian had carried out her intentions, and everything they thought best to try and save was buried in a pit dug in the cellar. It was then decided to remain at Sylvania until morning, when the parting must come. Mrs. Ralston had decided to go with Aurian to the hospital, where they hoped their services would be gladly accepted. How gladly they did not realize. . : Eomicboo cS co nN