Under Fire: A Tale of the Shenandoah Valley — page 97: what you’re looking at

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90 * THE CONFEDERATE’S LAST SHOT. “Ah! oh, my God!’ — : ‘““Toyal Mose’’ reeled, and would have fallen but for Captain Chetwood, who caught the sinking form in his arms. ‘“Moses—Moses! you are hit!’ ‘“Mortally hurt, I fear,’’ was the reply of the loyal mountaineer, in a husky. whisper. Quickly Captain Chetwood bore his friend to a lit- tle knoll and laid him on the grass. ‘(T will go for a surgeon,’’ said the captain, gently. “‘No—no! I shall die while you are gone. What— who was it fired ?”’ ‘A wounded Confederate, I think. I will find out.”’ Captain Chetwood sprang up. Then he bethought him of the condition of young Bluff, and bent quickly over him once more. Tearing the clothing from the wound, the captain tore up bits of the ranger’s shirt, and with the rags attempted to stanch the flow of blood. He succeeded, too, in a little time. _ *“How do you feel, Moses ?”’ ‘‘Better. Perhaps the wound is not so bad after all.’? ‘‘It is not mortal, at any rate,’’ answered the cap- tain. ‘‘A wound through the Shoulders is not neces- sarily SOc: “T shall get up again, then!’’ cried Moses. ‘‘I could not die now, with my wrongs unavenged—it would not be right.”’ | ‘“No, you will live to fight this war through,’’ an- swered Captain Chetwood. ‘‘I have a premonition that the end is not far off.’? ‘The end of the war?”? ‘Yes, Moses. The South is hard pressed for men, now, and, ere many months, the old flag will float un- challenged from Maine to Galijesae chon the Lakes to the Gulf.”’ ‘*T hope so,’’ groaned the wounded ranger, ‘comicbooks (e(@)