Hearts Divided
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to try and destroy the union batteries. They started steaming in a big circle, each boat as it arrived in position for firing, delivering a broadside that rent the air with its thunder. The fort returned the fire, and the battle continued for an hour and 1/2 resulting in a sinking of one of the gunboats and severe damage to the others. But four. Thompson also received damage and casualties as one shell exploded not 10 feet from Dan, killing two of his men and wounding Calvin Coty coat, a dan shouted when he saw the brave little soldier trying to crawl away from the carnage that Shell had caused. He ran out of the shelter toward coat A to help him. A quick glance at the other two told him that they were beyond help. How badly are you hit? He asked Coty. Not too bad, Cody said. I'll be all right. I just coat a passed out. Another shell burst nearby, and Dan had no recourse but to pick up the small soldier and carry him out of the field of fire. He scooped, coat a up in his arms, then ran back across the open ground until he returned to his own position. There, he laid Coty gently on the ground and looked at the blood stained tunic. Much of the blood looked like it might have been splashed onto Coty from his two dead comrades. The tunic wasn't heavily soaked, and there didn't seem to be any fresh blood pumping out of his chest. But Dan knew that he had better check more carefully, so he opened Cota's tunic to examine the extent of the wound. Then he was staring disbelieving. Lee Coat was a woman. For a moment, Dan stood stock still in a surprise bordering on shock, then confused Lee. He checked the severity of the wound and saw, thankfully, that it wasn't critical. Though it was serious enough to require immediate attention, Dan began administering to the wound coat. Whoever she was had been struck just below her right breast by a shell fragment. The fragment was still embedded in her flesh, and after first checking to ensure that its removal wouldn't cause immediate hemorrhaging, Dan pulled it out. The wound he saw wasn't too deep, though it was of the type which could easily fester if not properly attended to Cody's eyes flooded open as Dan was working. At first, she lay there days. Italy, then realizing what was happening, tried to sit up. No dance said, sharply, holding her down gently but firmly. You've been wounded. But at the girl said, trying to pull her tuna closed, Dan said, So far, your secret is safe with me. He looked at her face more closely and saw that the features which he thought were the young, handsome lines of a boy were in fact the beautiful lines of a clear skin woman of about 21 or so. She winced once he began applying the bandage, and he made an effort to be more gentle. Who are you? Dan asked quietly. My name is Tamara Calvert, the girl replied. I'm a runaway slave. Ah, what? Dan asked in surprise. But you're quite, Tamara said bitterly, finishing dance statement. Yes. Ah, but that's only my skin looking my blood, for there is the true test, but blood is black, or at least 1/8 black, and that's enough to make it all black from what I can see of it. And at the moment I see a great deal of it, your blood is red like everyone else's, Dan said. How could anyone say he started? But then he looked into tomorrow's face, and he saw that she had passed out again. Dan stood up and looked around the fort. The been barb. It was still going on, and everyone had taken cover so that he was for the moment, un observed. He wondered what to do with Tamara. As a woman, she would be turned out of the service and and once turned out, she would technically be a fugitive from justice and thus enjoy no special protection from the government. Dan knew he had to sneak her off the battlefield, and that presented a problem of what to do with Cal coat. Suddenly he saw the body of a rebel soldier about 30 yards away. The dead rebel was about the same size is to marry and, as he had been the victim of an exploding shell, was not easily identifiable. Looking around and make certain he wasn't being observed. Dan removed to Mara's tunic entirely, then ran to put it on the dead man. Then he put the rebels body alongside the two men who had been with tomorrow when the shell exploded so that it looked as if the shell had killed all three. Now Cal Coat was dead, and Dan had only Tamara Calvert to contend with.