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274 " A PJLACE CALLED WATiEI£L66. *'
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" And I Sit Dream By The O Fading 'Er Th...
order she w cam as very e to m yo arch ung , and w hat in to do a confusion we didn't round know , and and tile the
stores of blankets for , the wounded was just passing to ; arid we
begged so hard of an officer , passing at the time _^ , please to let us have one for the poor thing to lie on , and he said ,- _^
v of Yes him , yes ) and , in there a minu before te , ' and morning gave she us up had as great s \ _veetj roll a , little ( so kind irl
born to , , as ever was born anywhere ; and I stayed behind g with her and tended herand her husband ing boy
about in his arms all the , While , and I do believe carry that my man a would have nice g man iven he me was gold so if he kind ' d had and it > th he was htful that to thankful the poof
—women very , and very good to , his wife . They Were Scotch people , they are a very kind people . And we followed next morning ,
directl and reached y , never them made In any camp objection ; the . officer '' gave up the blankets
and impression The inciden b ; ut joys t of , t sorrows the little blanke ac , vicissi t of t had kindness tudes eviden of t ail ly a n kinds hou de an _^ r o f indelibl dange come r e
and gone distress , nothing would ever efface the remembrance of it ; and t it s , eems a refusal had been barbaritin such an hour .
I don ye 't understand these things ; perhaps givin y g up regulation k st ores more was no ' about t within it t he t rules the race of tru of e S disci ir P p hili line p ; Sidneys my old is cotild lady
hardly have been extinct at Waterloo _^ though little heard about them . "
" You haven't told me about your little boy *" for " I ' knew ! mis I had s "— an t d hinkin her pleasan ltouched t face some saddened chord till th I at gr woul ieved d ,
vibrate painfully stillthoug gy h shattered years ago . " Ah ! miss , that was the worst , of all ; that was very , very hard * We
a state bro rms ke f to or p be t en roused t l ong mi ; the les and waggons I ca h r ried was full him very , dy ill ing on at b all e the fore the , tim way and e , . in in It my no 's . j them tries it lonld
hoped got to things to go get as to some a , woman la there ce where was ; no seemed I could stopping unbearab lay , none him ; down , besides y and I' I
we reached one at last p ; a pretty little town it was , called , StGermainsand there he diedsoon as ever we got there
the and . peop there le he hooted was , buried after , and us all hard throug , work h we the had streets to get as it we done took ; ,
all him Roman to the Catholics grave , but , you it didn know 't matter , and so to we me had much to . go They throug are h
their place to get to the one where Protestants were laid _^ and they And obj then ected she to it- leaned _^ -poor back little soul in her . " chair and looked at the
wi embers th a smile , with ao thoug _* ain and hts seeing a si _^ h . far went , far on away ;— , and turning to me
274 " A Pjlace Called Watiei£L66. *'
274 " A PJLACE CALLED _WATiEI _£ L 66 . _* '
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), June 1, 1864, page 274, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01061864/page/58/
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