Kansas City journal. [volume] (Kansas City, Mo.) 1897-1928, 1898-10-08

rang out. and every time 1t was further
away from US. Afterwards, we learned
that We had the colonel to thank for our
lives. Some Indians had attempted to turn
our right flank and attack the civilians
on the beach. The colonel saw US and
realized our danger. and his gallant at
tack had undoubtedly saved our lives. As
1t was. bullets flew about our heads and
the stumps, weeds and stones about US
We're peppered for several yards.
When we realized the position in which
the colonel was in We called TO him TO get
under cover, but he paid no attention to us.
He stayed with the men until he had ac-
compllshed his purpose, and when We had
about made up our minds that he was dead
we were startled by move in the weeds
above US.
I've been wounded boys. I've been
wounded" was the remark we heard, as
the weeds parted and the gallant colonel
fell to the ground before us. We did not
know how badly he was hurt, but saw two
holes in his coat sleeve.
That's not it," he said. as we turned
back his sleeve. Its my stomach; look
at that
And we did so. We tore open his clothes
and found only small wound, but the
blood was trickling down. The old man
was not frightened by any means.
IF you ever get out of here alive, boys,
You will be in luck" he remarked few
moments afterwards. as he lay on the
| beach.
OIere the story breaks Off
| ST; PAUL. MINI, Oct. 1.-The story of
! the first days fighting has been given by
X: c. Beaton.. of the Minneapolis Tribune.
What followed that night and the next day
| Is told in the following delayed special from
w II. Brill, Pioneer-Press reporter:
roras The night nj u was , terrible one one and will
more men who tried to sleep in the little
Indian log cabin that was the center of
room lay the half-dozen wounded whose
groans. bravely half smothered added not
4 a, little to the horrors of the experience.
| The force of fighting men, divided into two
| SfudCS. Sppnt the night throwing in
| trenchments and digging rife pits All
through the night there Were occasional
sharp ping of the Krag-Jorgensens from the
| trenches and pits outside the house.
| AT O'Clock all the men We're ordered to
the trenches to resist an attack which it
was expected would he made at daylight
or before. There was nothing to eat in
| the camp and the men went out into the
| Golc without even their morning coffee.
But, contrary to expectations, there was
no attack. Every few minutes a few shots
! from the trenches would call Lieutenant
ROSS out of doors. but there was little
trouble until about O'Clock, when Privat..
John Schwa!etenstacker started out TO the
rliie pits. While pushing through the po-
| tato patch at the side Of the house a snot
| from the woods plowed up the dirt beside
| him. He ran back to the house, but chere
was no more shooting. He went out again
in few minutes.
| While passing through the potato patch he
paused to gather few potatoes to crafty
his hunger. AS he stopped there was a NUT
the man gave cry and fell to the ground
He was taken back to the house where it
was found that he was dead. The bullet
had entered his back JUS above the left
nip joint and passed through his body and
out at the right shoulder. Death was in
stantaneous. Private Hart. standing by a
chink in the log wall of the house saw the
smoke from the shot. 1t came from tree
about $50 yards from the house. Hart at
once covered the tree with his rifle and
waited. After fifteen minutes a hand ap-
peared on one side of the tree and a part
of an Indians face on the other. Hart took
a careful aim and fired. The Indian threw
up both hands and fell dead.
| About l o'clock the steamer Flora took
off the wounded and the remains of Major
Wilkinson and his men.