The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1898-07-20
and we'll be up in that blockhouss in

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minute.
THAT kind Of talk makes fellow
fed full of ginger and up TO fighting for
a week And the colonel was right We
did show 'em few things they didn't
know anything about. When we started
mp that hill, the first thing we struck
was a barbed wire fence. But it wasn't
built as white man builds fence.
The strands were so close together that
we had to pry 'em apart with our fin
gers before we could use the wire cut
tiers. While we cut wires, the Span
iards pumped lead into us.
after getting through the first fence
we suggested to the Cubans that, since
il was largely their funeral anyway,
they might as well dance on ahead and
cut wires. They evidently preferred to
be mourners, though, for we could al
ways see 'em when we had time to look
back When we found they wouldn't go
ahead, we did our own wire cutting. 1t
seemed to me as if there was one of those
darned fences about every ten feet. We
got through 'em somehow, and we adj
vanced steadily in open order, firing as
we went. 1t was fire and advance; fire
and advance. And we did it just like
pieces of machinery, only the way the
rifles of our boys snapped was caution.
"When we once got into the swing
of being soldiers and thinkers at the
same time we sailed ahead. The Thir-
teenth, being in the center, seemed to
get the worst dose, but it was bad
enough for everybody 1t was mighty
exasperating to have to stop and cut
fences while the trees shook off bullets
on us, but that was the game we were
up against, and there was nothing to
do but take our medicine. After what
seemed about lifetime we clambered
over the top of the hill and rallied
round the blockhouse, cheered the flag
that somebody was waving, and that
job was done.
"When we caught our breath and
had time to shake all around, some of
the boys looked for comrades they
couldn't find. San Juan was their last
fight, and they're laid away now on the
slope of the hill, under the trees that
shot them full of holes. The Spaniards
that couldn't get down the other side
of the hill fast enough staid with us,
and / guess they were glad they did.
They got something to eat and were
treated kindly, at which they seemed to
be amazed. About all they could say
was You didn't stop coming ON at all,
SO of course we had to get out, at least
fbat,c what tho C1bonS caid <baxy eo;I
The colonel got it in the right arm
couple Of times early in the fight. At
the first shot he dropped his sword, but
he never even stopped running He just
picked it up with his left hand, stuck
it up and told US to come on. Finally,
about half way up the hill, he got two
Mausers in his chest. That knocked him
clean out. saw him fall and went over
to him. He didn't know me at first, but
finally he came to. He looked dazed for
a minute, then he said: Keller, Just
keep me on my feet. I'm behind the
line
"Of course, he couldn't fight any
more. He had lost so much blood al
ready from the wounds in his arm that
he was very weak. We just staid there,
and by and by the colonel was carried
to the rear Then we were both put in
O wagon and carted over q rough road
to Siboney. We got the best attention
they could give us, but we had to lie in
water couple of days. Finally we
were told steamer was waiting to take
us home, and here we are.
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"a little uncomfortable in my back, but
that's nothing The piece of shell that
struck me hit my cartridge belt and
drove the cartridges against my back
BONE 1t felt as if I'd had an electric
shock. 1t stunned me for minute and
when came to thought needles were
pricking me all over. But I'm all
right"
Notwithstanding Keller's statement
of his own condition, Dr. Sprague, who
him after attending to Colo
mel Worth, ordered him to the hospital.
He obeyed orders, but he did it under
the most vigorous protest. Colonel
Worth told his sister, Miss Worth, dur
ing the afternoon, that the conduct of
the troops at San Juan was magnificent.
He said that it was utterly impossible
to restrain them. "Why!" said he,
Talk about leading them An officer
had to be sprinter to keep up with
them.
He added that in all his experience
during the civil war, when he was an
officer in the Eighth infantry, and in
H. I'll. L
never saw such magnificent bravery as
the enlisted men displayed at San Juan
hill.-New York Sun.
Treatment Of Cervera and His Men.