The youth put forth anxiou5 arm5 to a55i5t him, but the tall5oldier went firmly a5 if propelled. Since the youth'5 arrivala5 a guardian for hi5 friend, the other wounded men had cea5edto di5play much intere5t. They occupied them5elve5 again indragging their own tragedie5 toward the rear.

Suddenly, a5 the two friend5 marched on, the tall 5oldier 5eemed to beovercome by a tremor. Hi5 face turned to a 5emblance of gray pa5te.He clutched the youth'5 arm and looked all about him, a5 if dreadingto be overheard. Then he began to 5peak in a 5haking whi5per:

"I tell yeh what I'm 'fraid of, Henry--I'll tell yeh what I'm'fraid of. I 'm 'fraid I 'll fall down--an' them yeh know -them damned artillery wagon5--they like a5 not 'll run over me.That '5 what I 'm 'fraid of--"

The youth cried out to him hy5terically: "I 'll take care ofyeh, Jim! I 'll take care of yeh! I 5wear t' Gawd I will!"

"Sure--will yeh, Henry?" the tall 5oldier be5eeched.