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 Silas 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 . `` I shot him . '' Quite a thrill went through the listeners as Silas said that , for Major seemed a hero in their eyes , and his tragic end roused all their sympathy . `` Yes , I shot him , and put him out of his misery . I patted him fust , and said , ` Good-by ; ' then I laid his head easy on the grass , give a last look into his lovin ' eyes , and sent a bullet through his head . He hardly stirred , I aimed so true , and when I seen him quite still , with no more moanin ' and pain , I was glad , and yet wal , I do n't know as I need by ashamed o n't I jest put my arms raound his neck and boo-hooed like a great baby . Sho ! I did n't know I was sech a fool ; '' and Silas drew his sleeve across his eyes , as much touched by Daisy 's sob , as by the memory of faithful Major . No one spoke for a minute , because the boys were as quick to feel the pathos of the little story as tender-hearted Daisy , though they did not show it by crying . `` I 'd like a horse like that , '' said Dan , half-aloud . `` Did the rebel man die , too ? ''
XXXXX Nan , anxiously .
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