A NOVEL OF TRAVEL BACK IN TIME
The three of us headed back to the site of the skirmish. We were walking our horses to give them a breather. As I looked ahead, I caught sight of the aftermath of battle. I had completely forgotten about the Yanks we had attacked.
As we approached the site, I could see that our boys had captured about 20 Yanks, who subsequently had been ordered to dismount and lay their weapons in a pile. Five of the Yanks were lying on the ground. I could tell that three were dead and two were wounded in the leg. One of our boys was wrapping their wounds. Apparently the Yankee Captain and four of his troopers had escaped.
Three of our boys were on the ground and being tended to by some of our troopers. One of them was wounded in the arm and one in the leg. The third appeared to be badly wounded in the chest. Eight of our troopers were holding the horses of the Yanks and the horses of our troopers who had dismounted to oversee the disarming of the enemy.
I was about to suggest to Ms. Newcomer to ride around the group so she wouldn’t be shocked by the carnage, when she rode to where our badly wounded trooper was lying and deftly jumped down from her horse. She quickly walked to the dying trooper and knelt down. Taking her lace handkerchief from the cuff of her dress, she wiped the blood from around the soldier’s mouth, took his dirty hand in hers and looked intently into his eyes.
The trooper coughed up some blood and she immediately wiped it away. She then took his hand in both of hers. The trooper smiled, closed his eyes and slowly relaxed as death took him to the other side.
Daphne suddenly realized that the boy had died. She brought his hand to her check and started to weep. All the men, both Rebs and Yanks, had stopped moving when she had approached the dying man and had been watching the tableau unfold. Other than a hospital nurse, they had never known a wealthy young woman to give such caring treatment to a mere private in the ranks.
Tears came to my eyes and I had to blink rapidly and bite my lip to keep a stoic composure, which was required of a 19th century gentleman.