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In a thick
voice he said, "For--" Then, as if all the remaining forces of
life asserted themselves, he rose in his bed and exclaimed loudly,
"Forward! Company A. Guide right. Ah!" He fell back, now dead in
very truth.
"Oh!" cried Jim Wetherby, excitedly, "them was the last words I
heard from him just before the shell burst, and he looks now just
as he did then."
"Yes," said Dr. Barnes, sadly and gravely, "memory came back to
him at the point where he lost it. He has died as we thought at
first--a brave soldier leading a charge."
The stern, grand impress of battle remained upon the officer's
countenance. Friends and neighbors looked upon his ennobled visage
with awe, and preserved in honored remembrance the real man that
temporarily had been obscured. Helen's eyes, when taking her
farewell look, were not so blinded with tears but that she
recognized his restored manhood. Death's touch had been more
potent than love's appeal.
In the Wilderness, upon a day fatal to him and so many thousands,
Captain Nichol had prophesied of the happy days of peace.


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