Echoes of War Page #4

Was it him?!

Was it him?!

Get out of here.

Pull.

Howdy.

Before Earl Van Dorn

became General,

he was in charge of

Confederate forces of Texas.

Mostly we were all on

recruiting trips then.

He has a taste for

finer things in life,

including bird for dinner.

Well, we come across

these two pups,

and he asked,

"Who's good with animals?"

I said, "I am."

Well, he says,

"Train them dogs."

And I did.

I trained them up

good and proper.

I'd bag a bird.

They'd go and retrieve it

before I could blow

the smoke off my muzzle.

I loved them dogs.

Well, one night,

old Van Dorn wants

to join the hunt.

He wants to bag himself a bird,

and he does.

It's big, it's beautiful,

colors like a rainbow.

That bird goes down

over the horizon.

Them dogs take off.

Thing is, they don't come back.

So we go charging after 'em,

and we find them,

and they're tearing that bird to pieces.

Limb from limb,

eating pieces whole,

blood on their snouts,

and it's in their teeth,

and Van Dorn tells me

to put them dogs down.

Once they got the taste for it,

they can't be trusted.

Didn't feel right...

but it was an order.

He told me to do it,

and so I shot them dogs in the

head right then and there.

I think about them dogs a lot.

Was it their nature to kill?

I was training them

to go against it.

'Cause if you do that to God's

creatures long enough...

something's gotta give.

Wade!

We got some business, son.

All right.

Both your sons scream

like women, Randolph.

What you wager I slit

your whole family's throats,

you fat son of a b*tch!

Oh, no.

No!

You press right there, Abigail.

Right there, push on it.

You gotta push on it.

You okay, boy?

Okay. You'll be okay.

You're gonna be all right.

Sammy.

Sammy?

You're gonna be okay.

You'll be okay.

You're gonna be okay, boy.

Sammy, you are fine.

You're fine, Sammy.

Sammy, you're fine.

Look at me.

Look at me, Sammy.

Look at me.

Sammy, look at me.

I love you.

Sammy, look at me.

Sammy!

Sammy, you're okay.

- You're gonna be fine.

- Go with the Lord, my son.

There's nothing wrong with you.

You be with the Lord.

Sammy.

Sammy.

You killed that boy, Pa.

You killed that boy, Pa.

You killed that boy, Pa.

You killed that boy, Pa.

Killed that boy, Pa!

Shut it!

You killed that boy, Pa.

You killed that boy, Pa.

You killed that boy, Pa.

You killed that boy!

You killed that boy!

Abigail!

Where's Marcus?

Abigail!

How could you?!

How could you?!

How could you?!

How could you?!

I was hoping

you'd show up, Seamus.

I was waiting for you.

I've got one bullet left...

and I saved him for you.

There you go.

"As a father

pities his children,

"so the Lord pities them

that fear him.

"For he knoweth our frame;

He remembereth

that we are dust."

"As for man,

his days are as grass:

As a flower of the field,

so he flourished."

"For the wind pass over it,

and it is gone..."

"and the place thereof

shall know it no more."

I'm sorry, Mary.

I'm so sorry.

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