The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1898-08-11
AFTER THE BATTLE.
Talk of The Wounded From
Santiago at Fl. McPher-
son.
Bravery OF Msj. Wesseis-The Reagh
Rtder.-High BaIis-A Fight
ing ParsOn, Etc

Fort Mcpherson, Ga, Aug, q
The wards in the hospitals here,
where 600 sick and wounded men
soldiers from the front are beng
nursed back to health and strength,
are broad and clean rooms, with
plenty of air and light. Papers and
magazines lie strewn over the gray
army blankets on the iron cots; now
and then freshly gathered flowers
color the somber table, but the
weeks pass slowly to the sick men,
the hours halt along. From the
windows of the upper ward OF hos
pital B vast stretch OF cool forest
rolls in green mist off to the south.
It 10 here in these various wards
that Santiago is fought again. Here
the tribunal of the common soldier
hold court and praises or sits in
judgement on those at the front
that is, when no strangers are at
hand. To hear these men, black
and white, tell Of the war among
themselves is an experience.
A onearmed 10th Cavalry man
breaks in, the whites of his eyes
shining: II say, did you see Maj.
Vessels take the colors away from
the standard bearer when he fell an
wrap 'em aroun' hisself an stan out
thar on the hill tariff 70 all them
bullets? Tell yo' he didn' keep his
self back
YES" went on a Corporal with
his head tied up, land did you see
him pick up that shell befo' it bust
an say with his head kin of TO one
side, thought / saw somthin' lyin'
in the grass there. "
Sab, man, the bIavest man in the
10th Cavalry was Capt. Ayers" in
terrupted another. II was standin'
by him when that shell that did
part of me up, bust, and looked up
an seen him safe an smilin' That
was pretty slick he says
But Lieut.. Miller was the war
dog for YOU said a Sergeant filling
bis pipe. He never lay down nor
lodged nothin.' Miller is an officer
of Troop l. of the 10th.
did you see old Gen. Wheeler
walking around about there as easy
as you please, his hat off and smok
ing of ceegars?" asked a "nocnom"
from the 18th Infantry of another.
mo, but l saw Young walking up
and down the firing line, the bullets
flying, his clothes shot clean full of
holee, and not minding any more
than if they was snow drops"
There's no use talking boys"
broke in another Sergeant of the Sd
Cavalry, "war is hell, and theirs no
gettin out of it. It took right
strong nerve to stand them shells"
I'VE didn't know what they was
till we tried EN-" said fellow
with his leg shot off "You remem
Der when we were on the way, an'
first seen the shells whistlin' high
above our heads, an we all laughed,
an said there comes high ball-an
We watched to see how high it
would so. Then when it screamed
into the block house there an scat
tered them - Cubans, it
wasn't so much fun. I'm, when
them balls commenced to bust in
among ouse!yes it WASH so much
fun neither. We didn't laugh an
smoker an say look at them high
balls any more, did we Jake'"
In the southeast corner of the
room some of the rough riders were
gathered, among them James Cook,
of Company L, and L. A Eaws, of
Company 4. A 9th Infantry man,
w. NJ. Wilson from Kentucky, who
lying il the bitches off Santiago,
chilled by night. burned up by day,
and passed through a siege of ty-
phoii, was leaning against the cot
where Hews was lying.
Yes me rich fellows dropped
their broad As when they got with
us all right said Haws: used as
bad talk as the rest OF US. They
were desperate fighters, toe. for