The Last Three SoldiersShelton, W. H. (William Henry)
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The Last Three Soldiers
Shelton, W. H. (William Henry)
North Carolina -- Fiction; Soldiers -- Fiction; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
The other object, found lying across the grave, was the skeleton of the
cow, whose crumpled horns were attached to the bleached skull, and
whose white ribs provided a trellis for the rose-bush. Strangest of
all strange things in this mysterious affair, one horn of the skeleton
was hooked over the top of the slab so as to hold the great skull
reversed close against the headboard on the side opposite to the
inscription. Evidently the faithful creature had died of starvation
during the winter which followed the death of her master. By accident
or through a singular exhibition of affection, she had lain down to die
on the hard snow which was banked high above the grave, and as this
melted the head of the cow had lodged in this remarkable position.
"Well," said Philip, with a sigh for his pet theory, "whoever he was
and however he came here, his name was Hezekiah Wallstow, and there was
no murder after all--unless a third man came to bury him."
"That's all settled," said Bromley, resignedly; "but how about the cow?
Did she come here in a balloon?"
"My dear fellow," said Lieutenant Coleman, "we have not yet found how
the men got here. When we learn that, it may make all the rest plain."
Without entering the house again, the soldiers made a second circuit of
the field, examining carefully every foot of the cliffs. They were
absolutely certain now that there was no road or path leading to this
smaller plateau except that by which they themselves had come; and yet
here were the bones of a full-grown cow and the ruined stall which had
at some time been her winter quarters. They next examined the heaps of
stalks, which were sixteen in number, and represented that many
harvests; but the older ones were little more than a thin layer of
decayed litter through which the grass and bushes had grown Up. There
might have been many others of an earlier date, all traces of which had
long since disappeared. At first it seemed strange that a cow should
have starved in the deepest snow in the midst of such surroundings. On
a closer examination, however, it appeared that the tops of the two
larger stacks had been much torn, and the stiff stalks cropped bare of
leaves. It was plain enough that the lean cow had wandered here on the
hard crust of the snow and scattered the stalks as she fed. Even now
these could be seen lying all about in the grass where they had lodged
when the snow melted. Under one of the stacks another skull was found,
the owner of which must have died before the cow, or have been killed
for beef. Instead of one, two domestic animals, then, had cropped the
grass and switched at the flies on this plateau which was surrounded by
inaccessible cliffs. How did they come there?
By sunset the soldiers were no nearer to a solution of this difficult
problem, and so they filled their two pails with antislavery books, and
returned to ponder and wonder in the society of the bear and the six
sad roosters.
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