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It give me a shock because what's this?" "Don't ask me, Mis' Haskell," said the postmaster. "It's for you, I'm certain sure of that, and that's all I can say." With trembling hand and a look of pathetic fear and apprehension, the old lady started to tear open the envelope, saying the while, "You don't reckon W. Harris is one of them smart lawyers up New York way, do you, Joshua?
"Poor Nanny, poor Nanny, just think she's been burned to death, and all because you and father sent me to school last September. Oh, mother, mother, it's terrible. And then the horse acting up like that. I I oh, Mr. er Mr. Boy Scout, do you know anything about old Nanny Nanny Haskell? She was my dear nurse. Last Fall she left our house in St.
The printing, with its blank spaces filled, stated that the War Department regretted to inform her that her son Joseph Haskell had been killed in action on some date or other in the "operations" west of some place or other. She stooped down and patted the dog and he held up his head against the almost threadbare material of her poor gown. "He did write after all he did Don," she sobbed.
"It is half-past two," said General Hunt; "what next? Oh! our skirmishers are falling back." "They are going to attack," said Haskell, "and can they mean our whole line or where?" The cannoneers were called to their pieces, and silently expectant the little group waited on the fateful hour, while the orderly quiet of discipline was to be seen on the Crest.
Sometimes in these later years in a great football game I have watched the Haskell Indians crawling swiftly up and down the side-lines following the surge of the players on the gridiron, and I always think of Jean as he crept down the hill that night. It was late October and the frost was glistening, but I pulled off my boots in a moment and silently followed the fellow.
"I thought it might be the last word in the message Haskell," ventured Willis. Mr. Farriss paused a moment, then, "Boy!" he yelled through the open door. "Boy, get me an atlas here quick, or I'll hang your hair on a proof-hook!" A young hopeful, frightened into frenzy, obeyed with alacrity, and Farriss, seizing the atlas from his hand, thumbed it until he found a map of Colorado.
"Aren't they just like pawns in the game!" remarked Captain Haskell of the Staff. Penhallow, intent, hardly heard them, but said presently, "There are guidons moving fast to their right." "Oh, artillery taking position. We shall hear from them," returned Gibbon. "Hancock thinks that being beaten on both flanks, Lee will attack our centre, and this is the lowest point."
General Warren was ordered to capture this gun about 8.30, but at 8.45 he was ordered to do nothing "but reconnoitre." This was before Mahone came up. The most interesting of our guns were the two coehorns of Major John C. Haskell, because all of his shells were emptied into the "Crater," which was packed with men.
Gammon gasping. Only one pillar of that mental structure was standing. He grabbed at it. "I didn't believe she was the witch till she told me so herself," he stammered. "She never lied to me. I believed what she told me with her own mouth." The Haskell boy, still in the clutch of Hiram, evidently believed that the kind of confession that was good for the soul was full confession.
So I shall always love these scout boys on account of you and would like to read about them but my eyes are not very strong. And now I say good-bye to you, my dear young friend and often I will think of you after I go to the Home. Mrs. Mary Haskell Hicksville, North Carolina.
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