Capitolo 78
deepening; then, as if it is forced from the memory that scene in winter
called, he slowly continued,--
"One of the bravest things that I have ever known were served as a poor individual that
you/he/she has been since then a hero to me, although I only satisfied him/it that evening.
It was after one of the great battles of that the last winter, and I was
knocked here above with a broken leg and two or three pellets and
there. Night was coming, snow falling, and an acute wind blew on
the field where very us disposition, dead and I live that waits for the
ambulance to come and to go to take there. There you/he/she was making skirmishes not following
far street, and our perspectives were rather poor between cold and fire. ME
you/he/she was calculating as I would handle, when I found near two poor cracks from
who worse street was, so I stopped on and I did what I was able for them. One
if an arm had flown away, and it held on a terrible moan. The other
you/he/she was shot bad, and bleeding to death for lack of help, but never
him complained. He was nearbyer, and I liked its tear, for him he/she spoke
happy and it did me ashamed to snarl. Such times make terrible beasts
of men if theirs don't have anything hold above to, and all the three of us
it was very wild with pain and cold and hunger, for us we had fought every day
fasting, when we felt a boom in the road under, and lanterns of saw
bobbings round off. That intended the life to us and we all we tried to holler; two
of us the beautiful faint both, but I handled a good cry, and they felt him/it to them.
"'Lodgings for one more. Fortune lasts, the old boys, but us they are full and they owe
you save the worse first it hurt. Takes a drink, and holds above up to us comes
back', it says one of them with the stretcher.
"'Here is that to go', I say me, pointin' out my man, for me I saw from the
light that he has been stricken very hard.
"'No, that one. He is it found the opportunities more than me or this one; he is young
and it found a mother; I will wait', says the good feller, touchin' my arm,