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SIR PHILIP SIDNEY . A cruel battle was being fought . The ground was covered with dead and dying men . The air was hot and stifling . The sun shone down without pity on the wounded soldiers lying in the blood and dust . One of these soldiers was a nobleman , whom everybody loved for his gentleness and kindness . Yet now he was no better off than the poorest man in the field . He had been wounded , and would die ; and he was suffering much with pain and thirst . When the battle was over , his friends hurried to his aid . A soldier came running with a cup in his hand . " Here , Sir Philip , " he said , " I have brought you some clear , cool water from the brook . I will raise your head so that you can drink . " The cup was placed to Sir Philip's lips . How thankfully he looked at the man who had brought it ! Then his eyes met those of a dying soldier who was lying on the ground close by . The wistful look in the poor man's face spoke plainer than words . " Give the water to that man , " said Sir Philip quickly ; and then , pushing the cup toward him , he said , " Here , my comrade , take this . Thy need is greater than mine . " What a brave , noble man he was ! The name of Sir Philip Sidney will never be forgotten ; for it was the name of a Christian gentleman who always had the good of others in his mind . Was it any wonder that everybody wept when it was heard that he was dead ? It is said , that , on the day when he was carried to the grave , every eye in the land was filled with tears . Rich and poor , high and low , all felt that they had lost a friend ; all mourned the death of the kindest , gentlest man that they had ever known . THE UNGRATEFUL SOLDIER . Here is another story of the battlefield , and it is much like the one which I have just told you . Not quite a hundred years after the time of Sir Philip Sidney there was a war between the Swedes and the Danes . One day a great battle was fought , and the Swedes were beaten , and driven from the field . A soldier of the Danes who had been slightly wounded was sitting on the ground . He was about to take a drink from a flask . All at once he heard some one say , — " O sir ! give me a drink , for I am dying . " It was a wounded Swede who spoke . He was lying on the ground only a little way off . The Dane went to him at once . He knelt down by the side of his fallen foe , and pressed the flask to his lips . " Drink , " said he , " for thy need is greater than mine . " Hardly had he spoken these words , when the Swede raised himself on his elbow . He pulled a pistol from his pocket , and shot at the man who would have befriended him . The bullet grazed the Dane's shoulder , but did not do him much harm .
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