The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1898-07-06

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his family. As the men placed Marshall
on the litter slight jolt was unavoid-
able. The wounded man at once went of
into fl, which lasted abou, minute and
z half. Two OF the men held nm down
until the agony was over. A touch Of
morphine revived him quickly and the
procession started coastTa-d wiki Mar
sshau apparently quite himself again.
putting away al still anoEder cigarette. At
this point The correspondent left him 10 so
on TO the Rough Riders" camp stiA mile
further on. Il was agreed that he should
oVertake the litter after interviewing Col.
Roosevelt as the march back would neces-
sarilyl have to be made at such snalls
pace that II would take at least three
hours 70 make the journey.
One OF the troopers led the way across
the battlefield and along still narrower
patch, which in itself appeared the very
embodiment OF battle. murder and sudden
death. Blankets. empty canteens, canvas
bags and all manner of accourtrements
were strewn along the ground. At one
spot We had 70 step into the underground
in order not to step on the bodies OF two
dead Spaniards. which lay directly across
the way. a few steys further on lay a
body dressed in a troopers uniform. The
face was covered with a piece OF canvas
and as we passed four troopers from the
camp hurried up to take charge Of the
body. Further along more troopers were
passed carrying another body into camp
and no less than six dead Spaniards lay
within fifty yards of each other Two Of
the Spaniards were negroes. the others
whites All wore the little round cap
trimmed with red braid and blue overalls.
such as sailors wear.
1t was wen enough to take this walk
with the troopers while he RECALLED me
with details. but It was quite another
story 70 come back along that path an
hour later just as dusk was failing. Then,
and not until then, you realized the horrors
Of war. Ths vultures and buZzards mad
been busy in the meantime and two OF
the Spaniards were already little more
than skeletons. This was one OF those
times when you wanted TO shrek and yet
were afraid to do so for fear OF bringing
some of those dead Spandards back TO
life. The prospect of not overtaking the
litter before it reached the camp pre-
vented one from walking slowly, and
when you ran the dry underground made
such a cracking noise that you stopped
for the very noise you made yourself.
But worst of all were the land crabs.
There was no way of escaping from the
terror of them. Built on the lines of the
ordinary crab, hut multiplied in size by
six, at the first sound of your footsteps
these forest freaks would plunge into the
brush twenty fet in front of you with
crash that made you suppose that whole
Spanish regiment at least was on your
trail.
II took thirty-five minutes to catch up
with the party, but 1t seemed like ten years.
Marshall was sleeping under the effect OF
another opiate, but as we changed off
at the litter he awoke and had another
terrible spasm. When he was quoted he
began to sing The Banks of the Wabas."
This sounds, know like an extract from
Rhoda Broughton novel, but it is true
none the less. For nearly half an hour
as we dragged the liter along Marshal
kept repeating the chorus of this song
over and over again. When he finally
stopped we could see that either his pain
or his morphine, perhaps both. had made
him delirous. He clutched Mr.. Coffin by
the hand. Coffin" he cried, I'm on the
city desk tonight and we'vegot to beat
the town on the story of this flight. Be
TWEEN it and the story of my falling down
that coal hole and breaking my back
ought to make a great paper tomorrow.
Have a hanson waiting for me on the
beach and well drive down to Guantanamo
and knock the devil out OF the other fell
lows
At the end of the fourth mile the two
coIored sailors, who had trampled all the
way in their bare feet, collapsed. The Red
Cross man and the correspondent decided
that the best thing for them to do was to
hurry on to camp, secure more help and
whisky and get back as soon as possIoie.
Bronson Rea supplied a bo--le OF whisky
and Mr.. Dunwiddie and his soldiers vol
unteered to go out with US and help Mar
shall down the hillside a step slant of
fully half a mile. In the meantime an
officer of one Of the colored regiments on
picket duty had met the party struggling
along about a mile and a half out. He
Immediately ordered six stalwart negroes
to carry the litter.
At 8 o'clock we reached the railroad shed
which had been turned into a temporary
hospital, and found it crowded 10 the
doors, but in almost total darkness. Three
candies were all the light that the sur
geons and Red eros mesh had to work
by There was not even torch. As we
carried Marshall in and laid him on the
cot, which we had sent over from the dis
patch boat, one OF the carriers stumbled
and half fell. From the floor came a
shrek For Gods sake don't, old man"
cried voice, that's my wounded leg
you re stepping on"
All afternoon the wounded had been hur
RED into camp and the surgeons had not
had time and boats enough 10 carry them
to the Olivette before the new crowd had
come in and flied the shed as full as ever.
Attached TO buttonholes of each patient
was an ordinary express package tg bear
ing his name, regiment and home. While
three candles were held over him Marshall
wounds were examined BY Dr. Winters.
He saw that his chances were Just about
one in a hundred We laid MIN back on
the litter again and started for the beacon. !
A lieeboat from TIE Olivette carried him
the rest Of the way. And the Red Cross
Steward. as he mopped his brow and pre-
pared TO start in on another case, ex-
claimed: My God. SIR. but that man has
grit"
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