The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1898-07-22
AMONG THE WOUNDED
Heroes in Battle Still Heroes
in Hospital.
STORIES OF SURVIVORS
One Carries the Bullet That
Killed Ham Fish.
STORIES OF SURVIVORS

wounded IN the hospitals writes the fol
lowing:
The cool breeze from the upper bay
windows into the rooms where the wound
ed heroes Of Santiago lie on their white
cots. The green lawn is peopled with
visitors, happy and full of praise for the
young man who reclines under tree with
his arm in sling or a crutch under his
arm, or a bandage on his eye.
At the base Of the beautiful ground of
the Marine Hospital at Clifton, S. l., the
broad bay holds up to the soldiers vision
the passing boats. Near by. at anchor.
rides the wrecker Victor that was sent
down to Havana harbor to raise the guns
of the Maine.
All is peace at the Marine Hospital. The
boys who were torn by the Spanish guns
are not murmuring at their dreadful pain,
but are still heroes.
Yes" said DR.. Stoner, the surgeon in
charge, some are seriously hurt, especi-
ally those who are shot in the elbow
shoulder joints, the chest, face or head"
''They are undoubtedly very brave men,
and 1 have to hear their first rnurmur.
I'VE have been working like Trojans
since Saturday. Ny assistants, Drs. Cum
minis, Parker Crisy, McLintie and But
Ter, have examined every case carefully"
There are three floors TO this fine old
hospital. The little white cots are covered
over with q canopy Of white netting which
keeps back the flies or mosquitoes, for a
nervous. sick soldier would rather face a
Spanish bullet than buzzing fly on a hot
day.
While sat talking to brave fellow on
one Of the cots. a young woman, presi-
dent Of the Ladies' Relief Society, came
toward the bed like an angel Of light.
She had basket of fruit in her hand and
a health inspiring smile on her face.
Can give you some plums?" she asked
in a timid voice.
Thanks" said the rough-bearded hero
as he bashfully held out his hands. She
went from one cot to another with flow
ers and fruits.
A sergeant, who was fearfully wounded
in the body looked out of the window as
he saw his wife and two children pass
down the gravel path TO the street They
had just left him, having spent the after
noon with him by his cot. A shadow of
tears filled his eyes as he watched the
three disappear down the road. ! turned
to one of the soldiers who sat on the edge
of his bed looking out into the grounds
where his comrades were.
Il was shot through here" he said.
pointing to his right knee. 1--WE were half
way up the hill toward the blockhouse
when something hit me 1t turned me
sick. Two of the boys helped me down the
d nj nj.
on tKe first Of July.
Say" said die, Il oughtn't to say 1t,
but the fellows in the war times are the
INCEST you ever saw. Not one coward in
TIE gang, except the Cubans. who we're
good for nothing. They stole our food
and our clothing. They wouldn't fight.
No sir! Not a shot left in them. Why,
the Spaniards were Drawer"
See that man? He's one Of the Rough
Riders" said Mr. William L. Stearns.
the chief steward. pointing TO a youth in
a blue jersey. He is an interesting
man"
The man overheard this and turned to-
ward US with a blush upon his sunburnt
face.
Edward Culver. of the First Volunteer
Rough Riders. under Roosevelt, is from
Muscogee. Indian Territory. He was
under Captain Capron. who so CALAMITY
met his death. He bears in his body the
bullet which killed Hamilton Fish.
We were lying down on the hillside"
he said. Il was next 10 Hamilton. His
elbow touched mine.
"A bali from a Spanish rife struck him /
and went right through his body and hit |
me here" he said. pointing to his breast. !
Fish rolled over and in a minute was |
dead
felt something on my left chest. but |
kept on firing two or three times; then
somebody carried me to the field hospital.
Most Of the boys were shot in the arm
That was because We were lying down AS
we fired.
Fish was an awfu'ly nice man. He /
was well liked by all the boys. He was
not proud or stuck up He made it pleas
ant for US ALL" said the young hero as he I
walked away with the bullet in his body /
that had ended the life Of young Hamu- |
ton Fish
out on the green under a tree. SAT a 1
Cuban. the only one in the hospital. He /
Is Ike an African. He cannot talk the
English language. but a young man near
by VINO has learned the Spanish tongue /
put my questions to him.
My name is Justa Muteter. was with 1
General Garcia for three and a hair
years
How did You lose your arm?"
1T was blown of by 4 cannon hail f7o-,
the snip Man Of War was going sroI,n5 |
by the block house when a woman came |
Of Fn,- ND
Spanish nag which the Spartar6s mad 1aft /
No sooner had the flag been shown than /
= bail. Il struck the whole conoanv 4
II blew my hand of and injured two other /!
Cubans with me-
As passed through one OF the upper
wards young man lay smiling on his /
cot.
Are you hurt7'' ventured. Not 50
much as some OF them" he answered /
with a smile.
Il was shot in the groin before Santiago. /
feat as If one Of my legs had gone"
You found II hot IN Cuba 90 I added
"Oh. yes. This IS beautiful here. /
don't believe ever appreciated the seen !
cry and cool air and the ringing Of The /
bells and the kindness OF the people as ! /
do today" ne said. His face was wreath 1
ed VITA smiles. IT'S so much Ike my
home on the farm in Posey county. Iad!- /
ana
- wish could nnd my friend. He lives 4
In New York. and ne Is = conpositor on I
one OF the big papers" said Tobias Wun- /
der, WHO lay on the next bed. y was 4
shot on the 1st OF July before Santiago. +
After l was wounded I had 10 walk a good 4
three miles. while the Spanish sharp 4
shooters were shooting az US Il is a I
wonder we were not killed.