The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1878-01-10

Turks had broken the first circle that
held them in. Had they gone on
they would have found two more; but
they did not have time to 60 on. The
Russians rallied almost Immediately.
HAND TO HAND. .
General Strukof, of the Emperor's
staff, brought mp the first brigade OF
grenadiers, who, led by their Gener-
all forget his name, but the Rus
slams will rember it flung themsel>
yes upon the Turks with fury. A
hand to hand fight ensued, man to
man, bayonet to bayonet, which is
said TO have lasted several minutes,
for the Turks clung to the captured
guns with dogged obstinacy. They
seem to have forgotten in the fury of
battle that they had come but to es-
cape from Plevna, and not to take
and hold battery, and they held
on to the guns with almost the same
desperation with which the Russians
dead around them had shown O few
minutes before. Nearly all the turks
in the battle were killed. These in
the t1anking trenches open to the
Russian fire had, of course, very lit
tie shelter, and were soon overpower.
ed and began to retreat which, under
the murderous fire sent after them,
instantly became flight. Some
took shelter behind the broken wa
gons, and returned the fire for
time; but the majority made for the
deep banks of the Vid, where they
found ample shelter from The Rus
sian shells and bullets. They formed
here Gohind The bands, and instantly
began to return The Russian fire.
THE LAST FIGHT.
It was new about ha'f past eli hit,
and the Turkish sorte was virtually
repulscd, but tue hattie ragged for
four honrs longer. The losses infic>
ted from this time forward were not
great on either side, for both armies
were under cover. The Turks were
evidently apprehensive that the Rus
slams would charge and dive them
back in mass into the gorge. The
Russians were resolved to prevent
another sortie, and so both sides
kept it mp Indeed, there seemed at
first every probability that the Turks
would try it again, though it was ev-
ident to any one who knew the
strength Of the Russian lines, and
had seen this affair, that escape was
hopeless from the first, even though
Osman Pasha had twice the number
Of men. For four hours the storm
of lead swept on as one hundred guns
sent forth flame and smoke and iron.
During all this time VIC were in mo-
mentary expectation of seeing one
side or the other rush to the charge.
We could hardly yet realize that this
was to be the last fight we should
ever see aronnd PlovDa, and that
when the guns ceased firing it was
the last time we shonld hear them
here. It'was q strangely impressive
spectacle. Behind us the plain,
stretching away to the horizon, dark
and sombre, under the dull lead COL
pred clouds of the bl% ok November
day. Before us the gorge leading
up to Plevna, fanked on either side
by steep, high cliffs, and between us
and them the emoke and roar and
fire of battle filing the air with it's
mighty thunder, q battle on which
hung the fate, not Of Plevna-~for the
long beleaguered town was already
in the hands of the Russians-but OF
Osman Pasha and his army.
A SILENCE THAT WILL REMAIN UN-
BROKEN.
About twelve o'clock the firing
began to diminish on both sides, as ii
by mutual agreement. Then it stop
ped entirely. The rolling crash OF