The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-09-18

happened to the front seat and the horses
at the same time. The seat went backward
and the horses forward, and before the ma
tive could pull himself together and I'M
tangle himself from the staff's legs the
horses, with General Young at the reinS,
were half way up the hill.
AS soon as he had got his breath again
the bewildered native inquired reproach-
fully:
Didn't have time, my man." responded
the general. handing back the reins. whip
When the wagon reached it's destination
the native marveled further that the little
group of officers who were working away
with mallets and stakes saluted his massive
ana unruly passenger: He. inquired Of a
civilian who happened to be one of his
transient boarders:
Who is the big .fellow?'
'He be, EN-? well, why in blue blazes
didn't he say so right off. The back of my
When the big fellow got back into the
wagon to return to the station the native
inquired. of him: You be General Young,
Yes" said he.
81 glless you didn't have time to tell me
that afore you run away with me, did you?"
pressed for time now?''
No, not Specially, so I get back in time
for the train
''Weil. come around every day with your
wagon and will teach you how to hurry"
The native had already taken the hint,
and the next day he joined hands with the
Chief" as General Young is known in pri-
vate by members of his staff, which has
grown since then to the authorized size.
The latent energy in Gen. Young's make
up is one of his most striking charac-
teristics, and, coupled with an impulsive
and accurate judgment, enables him to
make others do as well as he does himself.
BESIDES having these qualities, he is pos
sessed of an unusual faculty of seif-posses-
q xrh fc frat cd hyt a
ing incident which occurred at San Juan:
The charge had been ordered, and upon
receiving his instructions from his chief
General Young impaired them to his men
from the saddle, adding: Don't get ratified
and forget which way to go, but look ahead
and shoot ahead and no one will shoot YOU
the line and watched the field.
His horse became restless amid the con-
tinuOuS cracking of the rifles, and as Gen,
Young does not use his right arm well, hav-
ing been wounded there in the war of the
rebellion. he dismounted. He advanced on
foot, however abreast of the firing line,
followed by his orderly who led his own
and the generals horse.
TARGET FOR BULLETS.
In order better to direct the movements of
his nell, it became necessary for him to
pause, and he took a position upon the top
of a knoll. Almost instantly his command
ing figure attracted the attention of the
Spanish sharpshooters, and he became the
mark for no one knows how many rifles.
yet not a ball hit him. So furious was the
fusillade that General Young bade his or
DERBY move back for protection
The man turned reluctantly in obedience
to the order when a. MauSer bullet drilled
him through and he fell dead before. the
generals horse, which stepped carefully
over his PROSTATE body and then, at a call
from his master, stood still. The general
was scanning the Spanish intrenchments
through his glass when a shell exploded
almost beside him and one fragment of it
killed an orderly who was hurrying toward
him with a message.
believing that General Young had been
killed, spurred his horse into the cloud of
smoke and dust which .enveloped the
knoll to ascertain what had happened. To
his utter astonishment he found General
Young calmly reading the message which
he had taken from the orderly's hand upon
seeing that the fellow had been instantly
killed, and for his pains was ordered to get
out of the way and go where he was
The adjutant returned, thoroughly dis
gusted to the officer who had sent him out
to look after the general, and reported:
than he has for a bomb-proof. One of those
Mauser bullets wouldn't hit him If 1t could.
He'd turn a rif1ed she'll"
1t was not for an hour that General
Young kept his station, but through the
whole days fighting He realized that he
was in the middle of remarkably heavy
fire, but at the same time appreciated the
fact that he was between two streams OF
bullets which walled him in. SO he COM
manded his orderlies and aids not to ap-
proach nearer than ten yards of him, and
there receive his orders verbally and note
them down for transmission.
''There is no Rally, boys" about that sort
of courage said the officer who told the
tale. 1T is the kind of cool-head courage
that makes a general the real thing. Fight
under man like that? A regiment would
go into battle with him just as steadily IS
if it were marching up the aisles of Trinity
Church for services General Young was
the last man to leave the field that day. and
when for a little time the hottest of the
fighting lulled somewhat he didn't forget
the orderly who had been killed in obeying
him, but asked to have his body removed
and buried. We did 1t, and General Young
knows where his grave isl