Under Fire: A Tale of the Shenandoah Valley — page 144: what you’re looking at

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COLONEL TRAFTON FALLS. 137 volver, then came a sharp report, and Colonel ‘T'raf- ton reeled and pitched from his saddle. With a snort of terror, the horse dashed madly from the spot. | ‘You would have it, colonel,’’ uttered Chetwood. ‘“The fortunes of war sent you to me and to your death. ‘‘Loyal Mose’’ ought not to complain.”’ A loud yell in the distance called the Unionist’s at- tention to the fact that several Confederate troopers were galloping toward him from the field below. He had no wish to contend, single-handed, against a score of gray-coats; therefore, he bent and raised the fainting Andy Potter in his arms, and dashed rap- idly from the spot. As the Unionist ran along the hill-side a score of carbines were leveled upon him, and a volley of leaden pellets went hurtling after his retreating form. Not one of them touched him, however, and in a little time the captain disappeared from the sight of his pursuers over a ridge. - The pursuit was abandoned at the side of their fal- len colonel. Captain Chetwood broke through a clump of bushes to run upon a regiment of Unionists drawn up in bat- — tle array. His coming was received with wild shouts, Ouite exhausted from his recent exertions, the cap- tain deposited his burden on the grass, and the regi- mental doctor was called, who soon succeeded in bringing Andy Potter out of his swoon. ‘CA blamed little fool!’’ This was Potter’s comment on himself when told of his fainting fit by Captain Chetwood. | ‘CAh, my boy, there are few men: who would not have fainted in your position. ’’ ‘“And how’d I git here out of the battle ?”’ “‘T carried you.”’ Gcom G 00 cS (eo) m