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
When the mountain of the nineteenth red pin had said its say as any
parrot might have done, for it was absolutely ignorant of the meaning
of the figures it received and passed on (for the reason that it had no
officer with the cipher), Lieutenant Coleman took from his pocket a
slip of paper on which he had already arranged his return message to
Chattanooga. When this had been despatched, the lieutenant took the
note-book from Philip, and went away to his tent to cipher out the
meaning of the still meaningless letters.
They were sufficiently eager to get the latest news, for they knew that
the army they had just left had been advancing its works and fighting
daily since the twenty-second day of June for the possession of Kenesaw
Mountain. The despatches were translated in the order in which they
came, so that it was a good half-hour before Lieutenant Coleman
appeared with a radiant face to say that General Sherman had taken
possession of Kenesaw Mountain on the day before. "And that is not
all," he cried, holding up his hand to restrain any premature outburst
of enthusiasm. "Listen to this! 'The "Alabama" was sunk by the United
States steamer "Kearsarge" on the nineteenth day of June, three miles
outside the harbor of Cherbourg, on the coast of France.'"
Corporal Bromley was not a demonstrative man, yet the blood rushed to
his face, and there was a glittering light in his eyes which told how
deeply the news touched him; but Philip, on the contrary, was wild with
delight, and danced and cheered and turned somersaults on the grass.
CHAPTER VI
MESSAGES OF DIRE DISASTERS
"What a pity," cried Philip, "that the boys on the next mountain should
be left in ignorance of these victories when we could so easily send
them the news without using the cipher--and this the Fourth of July,
too!"
That form of communication, however, was strictly forbidden by the
severe rules of the service, and it was the fate of Number 19 to remain
in the dark, like all the other stations on the line, except the first
and tenth and their own, which alone were in charge of commissioned
officers who held the secret of the cipher.
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