The record-union., 1898-10-08

4U0 braves Will be represented at the
conference to-day. The situation looks
far more worse this minute than it has
at any time before. If the troops were
to leave here before the trouble is fully
settled, not a white family would re-
main in this whole country. Indians
by the dozen and score are gathering
about the lake, and they are in an
angry mood
Godfrey Zeigler, one of the wounded
prlVates in the hospital says the fight
was very hot for thirty minutes. One
lndlan at the right of the line seemed
to hit a soldier every time he shot and
When he fired another Indian at the
right let out a Whoop. Zeigler says this
red devil had a fine gun. 1t was he
who shot Sergeant Butler clear through
the head, making three holes in his hat
The hat is preserved by Zeigler, who
is wounded in the right arm. He en-
listed last July from Gaylord Mimi.
You ought to have seen the reporters
leg it when the fight began" he said,
but they We're mighty kind to the
wounded afterward'
He says there We're not over fifty In
dians engaged in the fight, and in this
eral others. Two or three Indians SEEM
ed to do all the damage.
BEATON'S ACCOUNT OF THE
BATTLE
WALKER (Minn.), Oct. TX S.
BeatOn, one of three newspaper men
marooned with General Bacon's troops
on Sugar Point, wires the Minneapolis
Tribune" long account of the battle.
After describing the landing he says:
AS there were no indications of
trouble, Brill Knappen and myself
made up our minds to go back to
Walker on the boat to be sent by Cen
eral Bacon for the tents and rations
for another day. We were down at the
landing waiting for the rowboats to
lake us up to the steamer when a shot
was heard. Immediately we ran to the
right on the hill when a volley came
from the woods to the front of US The
soldiers were just about to be dismissed
and for a moment I was at loss to
understand the significance of the fir
ing. A second later another volley
came, and the bullets whizzed past my
head.
Run to cover" someone cried, and
the soldiers grabbed their guns and ran
to the left. l hurried down to the
beach, where / was soon safely housed
behind big powders and brush AS l
ran down, however, more bullets chas-
ed me, and it was wonder thatmyself
and those with me were not killed
STEADY, men, steady" was the first
sound Of a voice WEI heard and I raised
my head and could see General Bacon
running about with his troops Get
up in the firing line was the next or
der given, and the men of the Fight
ing Third" We're seen to run through
the marsh and woods in the direction
from which the shots had been fired.
Another peep above the stone bowIder
behind which l lay, and a peep at a
great chance of death, and I saw Major
Wilkinson and Lieutenant Ross calling
to their men to advance. All the time
the shots were fast and furious. and the
bullets flew a few inches above our
heads as We lay on the beach
The men continued to advance. The
three officers We're everywhere, Major
Wilkinson in charge Of the left flank;
General Bacon in charge of the central.
and Lieutenant Ross in charge of the
right flank
appeared to me, on their hands and
knees, dropping every moment to fire
Volley into the ranks of the enemy.
The officers, however, stood in the open.
| They We're brave almost to reckless
ness, and seemed only to consider the
safety of their men, for they advised
| them what to DO in tones that could be
! heard all over the point
For thirty minutes there was a cease
less roar, and every little while we
could hear the cry of the men who had
been shot. l looked up once and saw
| that Major Wilkinson had been in
Jured, but where l did not know. [
heard him cry: Ross, I've been
wounded, but won't give up for it's
not bad"
The next moment, as he stood right
back Of his firing line calling at the
men, he said: Give it to them, boys
Ivelgot them going, so give it to them
they are towards, and they're going to
rum" He seemed to stagger and Sur
geOn Ross ran toward him.
Give them hell, General; give them
he'll, he called at the top of his voice
over toward where General Bacon was
| taking aim at a redman. Then he fell
into the arms of the doctor, who car
ried him into the log cabin at the crest
Of the hill where he died in one hour
and thirty minutes. There were two
wounds in his stomach, and an artery
| had been cut, and he bied to death.
despite the efforts Of the surgeon to
save him. His was the death Of a SOL
der, and such a death as he expressed
to me a few minutes before he desired
to experience, for the Major and my
self had walked back and forth from
! the scouting tour together 1t was an
awful sight, but strange as it seems. we
reporters, down on the bank talked
| back and forth of what a good story it
would be, and did not realize our posi-
| ton until the big battle was over. and
the shots We're fewer and we had moth
ing TO think about except the fact that
we might follow in the footsteps of the
Major.
About the same time thn Major fell.
Private Powell, who was running from
one cover to another was seen to drop,
and in the evening, after darkness had
come, he was carried to the little cab
in. the victim of another bullet from the
Indians Winchesters.
The stripes on the sleeves of another
man whom I saw throw up his hands
and drop his gun told me that a Ser
geant had been hit AS he fell he
clapped one of his hands to his head
and afterwards 1 learned that he was
Sergeant Butler, and that he had been
killed instantly by a shot through the
head
AS he fell Lieutenant Ross, who had
charge of the two fanks after the in
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