A TOUCHING WAR INCIDENT.

Bruce Herald, Volume XVII, Issue 1602, 16 January 1885, Page 6

A TOUCHING WAR INCIDENT.

.The Milwaukee Sentinel tells a a war story, how a desperately wounded soldier was shot dead at his own request by a comrade : Henry J. Savage, one of the soldiers' home veterans, tells the following thrilling story of a war incident : The oft-mooted question, "Was ever a desperately wounded soldier shot dead at his own earnest solicitation, by a comrade?" is answered in the affirmative by your humble servant. It happened as follows: The writer a member of G Company, First Delaware Infantry, was then attached to the Third Brigade (Weber's), Third Division (French's) Second Corps (Stunner's). After wading Antietam Creek, plunging through ploughed fields, stubble-fields, and corn fields, his regiment was finally located within plain view of the enemy, when the welcome command ran along the line to "load and fire at will." It was then that our daily target practice at fortress Monroe came into excellent use, as many a poor devil of the Sixth Alabamba learned to his Co ßt. After firing eleven rounds the writer was wounded, and ordered to the rear. While retreating in good order but making most excellent time, his route led him through a portion of the Irish Brigade. Here he saw what capped the climax of horror. A meiuber of that devoted brigade was aimlessly stumbling around with both eyes shot out, begging some one, "for the love of God," to. put an end to his misery. A lieutenant of the Fourth JSew York was passing by, and seeing the poor fellow's condition and hearing his appeal, he halted before him and asked aim if he really meant what he said. . ; "Oh, yes, comrade," was the reply, * " I cannot possibly live aud my agony is unendurable." Without another word, the officer drew his pistol, placed it to the victim's right ear, turned away hie head, and pulled the trigger. A half- wheel, a convulsive gasp, and one more unfortunate had passed over to the silent majority. , ■ . "It was better thus," said the lieutenant replacing his pistol, and turning toward the writer, " for the poor fellow could— " Just then a solid shot took the lieu* head off. The subsequent pror^e^dinf 8 Interested him no more,