New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1898-10-02
AT FL CINEY.
4 PEN PICTURE or THE WOUNDED BY CAPTAIN
ARTHUR II. LEE. THE BRITISH MILL
TARY ATTACHE IN THE FIELD


TARY ATTACHE ~ TIL. FIELD.
In his paper on The Regulars at Ell Caney."
in the October "Scrbner' Captain Arthur Fl.
Lee the British military attache, has given US
a vigorous and picturesque piece of work. There
is a pathetic passage concerning the wounded Of
the eth Infantry. a regiment which suffered ter
ribiy during the action. About noon. he writes,
II crossed over to their position, and on nearing
the sunken road noticed that it was. full OF men
living down | asked officer of the regiment
who was coming down the road if those were
his reserves saw. and his reply was somewhat
startling: No sir. by God, they are casualties
And indeed they were. on reaching the spot
found over hundred killed ana wounded Iali
ont in as many yards Of road, and so close we're
they that one could only pass by stepping over
them There was a strange silence among these
men, not a whmper or grOan. Dut each lay
quietly nursing his wound with closed eyes ana
set teeth only iiinching when the eiratlc Sleet
of bullets clipped the leaves off the hedge close
above their heads. Many looked up curouSly al
nv strange uniform | passed and asked
ouickly and quietly: Are you a doctor. SIR!
could only shake my head. and they would m
stantly relapse into their strained. intent atti-
tudes while / felt sick at heart at the thought
of my incompetence. Some OF the SiiSHt!S
wounded we're tending those who were badly
bit and nothing could have surpassed the UNI
skilled tenderness Of these men. was aston
ished too at their thoughtful consideration.
Keep we'll down. sir, several sdld as Stopptu
In sneak To them. Them Mausers IS ilylng pretty
low and there's plenty of us here already.
'.'The heat in the little road was Intense there
was no shade nor a breath of air. and the
wounded lay swelterins in the sun TIL the mead
reeled with the rank smell OF sweat and satu-
rated flannel.
But the worst feature of 1t all was ihe
scarcity Of doctors. Hour after hour these
wounded men had lain in the scorching sun. UNI
attended and often bleeding to death. Their
comrades had in many cases applied the hrst-
aid dressings in rough and unskilled fashion, but
so far as one could there had been no med
icaI assistance. The nearest dressing station
vas three quarters Of mile to the rear. and
while the medical staff there was undoubtedly
more than busy il was chiefly with such cases
as were slightly enough wounded to walk down
for aid.
cone man I noticed lying very quiet in a great
nool OF blood 4 comrade with shattered leg
was tanning him with hat and keeping he
flies off his face. I sat down beside them. and.
seeing the man shot right through the
stomach. knew there was nothing could 10 be-
vond giving him little water. asked him how
he felt. and he replied. with difficulty: oh / am
doing pretty well. sir His companion then said
Well sir II You can. you might send a doctor
along to see this man. He was Of the first
nit about this morning. and one has seen
hin, vet The wounded man here broke in
That's all right Mick; guess the doctors have
more than they can do looking after them AZ
are badly hurt. and they wlll be along soon /
looked at Iny watch. and it was nearly 1
o'clock"