My leg was broke , and I had a ball in my shoulder , but he , poor old feller ! was all tore in the side with a piece of that blasted shell . '' `` O Silas ! what did you do ? '' cried Nan , pressing close to him with a face full of eager sympathy and interest . `` I dragged myself nigher , and tried to stop the bleedin ' with sech rags as I could tear off of me with one hand . But it war n't no use , and he lay moanin ' with horrid pain , and lookin ' at me with them lovin ' eyes of his , till I thought I could n't bear it . I give him all the help I could , and when the sun got hotter and hotter , and he began to lap out his tongue , I tried to get to a brook that was a good piece away , but I could n't do it , being stiff and faint , so I give it up and fanned him with my hat . Now you listen to this , and when you hear folks comin ' down on the rebs , you jest remember what one on 'em did , and give him credit of it . I poor feller in gray laid not fur off , shot through the lungs and dyin ' fast . I 'd offered him my handkerchief to keep the sun off his face , and he 'd thanked me kindly , for in sech times as that men do n't stop to think on which side they belong , but jest buckle-to and help one another . When he see me mournin ' over Major and tryin ' to ease his pain , he looked up with his face all damp and white with sufferin ' , and sez he , ` There 's water in my canteen ; take it , for it ca n't help me , ' and he flung it to me . I could n't have took it ef I had n't had a little brandy in a pocket flask , and I made him drink it . It done him good , and I felt as much set up as if I 'd drunk it myself . It 's surprisin ' the good sech little things do folks sometime ; '' and Silas paused as if he felt again the comfort of that moment when he and his enemy forgot their feud , and helped one another like brothers . `` Tell about Major , '' cried the boys , impatient for the catastrophe . `` I poured the water over his poor pantin ' tongue , and ef ever a dumb critter looked grateful , he did then . But it war n't of much use , for the dreadful waound kep on tormentin ' him , till I could n't bear it any longer . It was hard , but I done it in mercy , and I know he forgive me . '' `` What did you do ? ''
asked Emil , as XXXXX stopped abruptly with a loud `` hem , '' and a look in his rough face that made Daisy go and stand by him with her little hand on his knee .
Nan Silas bleedin dyin ef moanin pantin surprisin tormentin war