San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-11-26


of the hospital at old Pawnee, many
severely shattered or suffering, great
pain. Many will bear to their dying
day mementos of that savage Deem
Der battle. Some of the twoscore are
doing very well; others perhaps have
done better, and are sleeping under the
flag. A busy man is Holden, and a very
proud one, as he has the right to be, for
one and all the troopers love to speak of
him as their fighting sawbones." He
was in the thick of it all when the rush
of the rearward mounted troops swept
into and through those fire splitting
lodges, and the Indians-warriors
squaws and children-were scattering,
fighting fiercely all tire way to the
shelter of the ravines among the bluffs.
Tireless as ever he and his assistants are
constantly at the bedsiCes of the wound
ed. So is the chaplain, one of the church
militant, whose ''soul's in arms and
eager for the fray" for his friends of the
Twelfth are under two fires.
Calamity and well have they with
stood that which, with sudden treachery
at the hands of their savage foes, flashed
in their very faces. But they have no
redress as against this-this civilized
lashing at their very backs. The par
sons sermon Sunday morning in answer
to the driveling sentimentality of GER
tain misguided ecclesiastics far from the
scene of conflict almost lifted old Ken
aud hic doc 90 +hni, u,
The major Rugged his chaplain after
service and stopped to shake hands with
him every time he met him during the
afternoon. In many pulpit east of the
Missouri with fearful fervor was the
picture drawn of those helpless, plead
ing Indian mothers, those shrieking, ter
rifed little Indian babes, ruthlessly
slaughtered by brutal and Infatuated
soldiery. Nor were the clergy without
warrant for their bottom facts" since
in some mysterious way the representa-
tives of the press, lowering about that
impersonal section of military anatomy
known as headquarters, were flooding
the columns of their journals with para
graphs about the wantOn killing of wo.
men and children in the fight in front of
the Twelfth
holy Joe," as the parson had been
termed, knew well the day when, in the
seclusiOn and simplicity of his seminary
life, he would have swallowed who'll
just such statements and turned up the
whites of his eyes i'll sympathetic horror
at the recital. But the man of God on
the banks of the Merrimac and his
brother in the cross on the upper Mis-
souri, see very different sides of the vex,
ing Indian question. "Holy Joe" at
Pawnee this sparkling month of Janu,
airy was mad clear through at the indig.
mites and aspersions cast upon his blue,
coated comrades. He wrestled with the
brethren of his cloth and downed them
He even dared to establish censorship
of the press and to keep from the hands
of his precious wounded those journals
which had assailed the Twelfth.
He had had his hands full, poor fell
low, long before the wounded came, fol-
those were dire days and nights after tbs
news was flashed to the post and the
widowed and fatherless in their afflic
ton were thrown upon his hands. Poor
Mrs. Thorpe! All, she was only one OF
several. There was wailing among tn,
wives and little ones down where once
the soldiers families were so thickly
clustered. There We're other household!
in dread anxiety. There were wemer
broken down with grief and sleepless
| Th,ra l.,
could not even now be told she wouiC
never look upOn the face of her gallan
soldier again. But draw the veil. II
was ON SUCH bleeding hearts and on thu
men who bore the brunt of the fierces
fighting of the campaign that the lasl
of press and pulpit fell.
But old Kenyon was in his element
To the best and kindliest of men there i
in being able TO say Didn't | tell you
so?" joy that surpasses the sweets o
religious consolation. 1t was something
to hear him declaiming among the artil
lery and infantry officers during tn
!, DAYS that followed the announcement o
official investigation at the expense 0
the Pawnee battalions. "Why, gentle
men" said he, Il have never ceased t
thank God l didn't take the chance 70
promotion that came in the reorganiza
; ton twenty years ago. was one of tn
senior captains of infantry then. Icoul
have got one of those cavalry vacarcie
Just as well as nOt-been yellow majC
ten years before the leaves dropped o
my shoulders in the blue; but if by an
, chance | were ordered into the dragon
q today I'd swap out or quit for gooC
- H. 49,, +Lorn Plnnls n.,l d.