New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1894-07-25

Browne came partially out of the tent and
called to one Of the lieutenants who was
near q do not know his name, but he
was brave one) to take some men to
the side of the corral where there die not
appear 70 be any one, and from which
side the Indians were then making a
lively tire from the edge of a piece of
low land within shooting distance on
that side. Iwent there with the lieuten-
ant and did no: see any commander or
hear any commands further that day.
We got bitches and holes dug, and
among dead horses and under wagons
the day wore along as days even when
bullets are flying. During the afternoon
we saw the relief come in sight and then
retire, which caused some uncomplimen-
tary remarks from the impatient ones of
our party. Night came on, and I, as
we'll as the rest, found that sitting
cramped up in a hole in the ground,
with every sense alert to discover some
thing on the. outside. while on the inside
the prayers and rawlings of the wounded,
burning with fever, were ringing in our
ears, was not a pleasant way of spend
ing the night. I changed work with the
man next to me, and cot short nap or
two; and In the morning, aside from the
tact OF an unpleasant and constant con-
viction that it had been "a long time be-
tween drinks,'' I felt very we'll. But
few of the casualties had occurred after
VT got settled down among The horses
and in bitches, and we had concluded
the Indians were not coming after US on
the run, and in the morning we learned
from the Indians themselves that relief
was at hand. It reached us in the fore
noon, and with it drink.
"As l said in the start, I have no posi-
tive knowledge as to who was in COM
mand. supposed Maj. Brown was,
and had no idea any one else claimed to
be. l know whoever was in command
had blundered and blamed Maj. Brown
for it. Perhaps I wronged him.
knew where he had been all day, but
thought that with his knowledge of lind
ians, he ought to have changed the place
when he came in. There was no glory to be
reaped by being the commander of that
expedition, and l should sooner have ex-
pected that the controversy would have
been to force it on the other. Of the
bravery and GOODNESS of the men, soldiers,
civilians and teamsters, there can be no
question; each was a hero, and it is a
graceful thing for the state to erect
monument over the graves of their fallen
comrades. The credit and glory belong
to the men. Capt. Anderson's stentorian
voice and forcible language, raised inst
antly when the attack was made, did
more than anything else to put the men
in safe positions. 1t gave the clue to the
style Of the party in defending. and an
occasional pet name he gave during the
day to some one he thought was shooting
too often was constant reminder to us to
practice economy with our powder and
balls.
Jack Frazier set the space digging
holes, and very soon after the row began
he was loosening up the dirt with his
knife and throwing out with his tin plate
while he held his gun in his hand, and
kept watch on the outside. Once saw
him spring to his feet, and bringing his
gun to his shoulder, fire into some weeds
growing on a gopher mound. 1t brought
il yell, and an Indian rolled rapidly away
for short distance, and then sprang up
and ran, while Jack went On with his
digging. He had quite a comfortable
nest by the time the rest of us got fairly
started with the shovels, which could
not be worked to advantage starting
hole while lying down. H..
It was busy day with us. The same
pathetic, terrible and humorous were
with us for our entertainment, and nu-
msrous were the experiences of each
which never will be forgotten. As Law
behind the wagon where had taken po-
sition, four wagons to the left of me a
man by the name of Holbrook, from nv
own county, was kneeling beside the
forewheels of a wagon, and locking out
and occasionally firing as coolly and
calmly as though shooting at a mark.