The Wounded Captain.

THE WOUNDED CAPTAIN .

BY S . C . COFFINBURY . From the "Michigan Freemson . " ( Continued from page 602 . ) On the morrow Brother H the

, tall old man with the ivhite hair and beard , at whom the reader had a passing glance in the Lodge , surrounded by his brethren took his seat in the morning express train eastward . By his side ivas seated the little Eda Arthur ; no

entreatiesdis-, suasions , injunctions or commands could move her from her purpose of " going to her father , " as she said she was in accompanying Brother H . Hands were shaken , blessings were pronounced , adieus were exchanged , the bell ivas rung , the

cars were off , ancl soon out of sight and hearing . A few days passed . In the valley of the Shenandoah lay the belligerent forces of the Federal ancl Confederate armies . A battle ivas inevitable . It had been expected from clay to clay for more than a Aveek . The forces on either side had been

massing for a decisive blow . The clay had at last arrived for the fearful collision of arms . The order of attack had been given , and StoneAvall Jackson Avas advancing upon the left wing of the federal line . His line of battle was ivell formed and bristled Avith arms . The stout infantry stood

shoulder to shoulder within musket range of their enemy . A battery in the rear of the line had already opened its thunder of fierce defiance , A low hum of whispered voices arose from the serried ranks like the growl of a beast of prey . StoneAvall

Jackson clashed SAviftly along the front of his line , while the huzzas of twent y thousand soldiers arose like a fierce battle-cry . He turned the left wing of his line , and , guiding his fleet charger to the rear , took position near its centresurrounded bhis

, y staff . A moment more and the ivhole line is to receive the order which will precipitate the Avhole mass of armed warriors upon the masses of the federal line , there to grapple in tho death struggle . At this juncture a new feature Avas

added to the fierce aspect of war . From a group of copse-wood lying directly between the belligerent forces , appeared the tall , straight figure of Brother H , leading little Eda Arthur by the hand . She Avas draped in snowy Avhite . Brother H Avas clothed in Avhite gloves and apron . In

his left hand he carried his hat , Avhile ivith his right hand he held the little hand of Eda . His white hair ancl flowing beard glistened like silver in the noonday sun . Like the angel of peace he slowly approached the confederate ranks . HOAV

grand Avas the effect upon the rude soldiery of both armies ! How stood the genius of peace ancl war in juxtapositionvenerable age and innocent childhood had joined hands and had interposed betiveen

weapons of death ! How beautiful the effect . The ingenious fancy could fill up the procession ivith invisible angels as these tAvo advanced amid the surroundings of Avar and the appointments of death The heads of the rough soldiers Avere uncovered and bowed in deep homage as

Brother IT and Eda approached the centre of the line . The dense column silently opened . Bro . H and Eda passed through , and it as silently closed again . After they had gained the rear , they directed their steps to where General

Jackson sat upon his panting steed in the midst of his staff . He dismounted and ad-A'anced a few paces to meet Brother H and Eda . The rough soldier extended his hand in friendly greeting to Brother II .

" Brother , what brings one like you here at such a fearful moment as this V inquired the Avar-Avorn general . " Humanity , " replied Brother II . " AVhat can I do for you ? " asked General Jackson .

" Noiv , Eda , do your errand , " said Brother H , turning to the child at his side . " Is my- father still living ? " inquired Ecla , His name is Captain George Arthur . "

" Yes , my child , he is still living , replied the soldier , in a voice as gentle as a child . " He is likely to live , although severely wounded . By my order my own surgeon has giA'en him especial care and attention . A brother of the mystic tie never appealed to me in vain . " 2 s 2