Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1899-06-22


four pieces Of bareback and mis- tir
plate. (The bareback is losing its rep,
utation) He was confined 10 bed two
days.
Private Mortensen, Of our regiment
a. the same fight, was struck with q
Remington brass bullet in the left foot
While waiting for medical aid a MauS-
er bullet hit the other foot in almost
| the same Identical spot. Col. Hawkins.
Of the Pennsylvania, in the advance on
| Caloocan, received bullet in the han
die Of his revolver, passing through it,
! exploding a cartridge in his belt and
! glancing off. A kanaka, who joined
the Californians at Honolulu, peeped
! over the trenches at San Pedro Macati
! with his head inclined slightly back
| ward. A Mauser caught him just over
| the left eye, ploWed over his skull I'M
| der the scalp for six inches and out
| again. He did not quit his post, but
he had only one lamp to peep with
for two weeks. A Washington boy,
March ?, had his scalp furrowed right
! where he parted his hair. The hos0i-
I tai corps bandaged his head and he re-
| turned to the trench. The bandage
! worked down over his eyes in the
course of time, and he sat up to adjust
it; it was fatal moment A Mauser
passed through his body from right to
left, passing through his heart, and he
fell over dead.
Private Porter, Of my company.
wrote letter home the day previous
to the fight at Mariquina. Dear Dad"
he writes. you can bet if the niggers
get me tomorrow they wont hit me in
the rear caboose of my anatomy" He
meant, of course, that he would always
have his face to the enemy. Ten min
utes after the fight began Porter turned
back to pick up his bayonet which had
fallen from it's scabbard. A Mauser
caught him in the right bullock. pass
ing downward and forward. Porter is
now puzzled to know how he will
square it with dad. Old Tex, a cow
boy from Wyoming, and myself were
trying little quiet pot hunting at the
n1ggerS across the Pasig river above
Can Pedro Macati. A Remington bull
let struck the baked earth two feet in
front OF where we sat and filled our
faces and eyes with dirt. A moment
later a Mauser tingled the left ear of
Tex, enough to draw blood. We
played even later.
| was in the trenches with the South |
Dakotas, Feb. %, when a Mauser hit
the trigger guard of gun in the hands
of one of the soldiers bending it back
wards, passing through his shoulder. |
then through the gunstock of another |
soldiers rife entering his abdomen and |
resulting fatally in six hours. The |
l5-year-old mascot of the Oregons,
during the advance beyond Caloocan,
March %, helped the hospital corps to |
carry in a wounded man. The little |
fellow, fired with the spirit of war.
picked up his comrades gun and Joined
the firing line. In Is minutes he was
brought back with his scalp furrowed,
but not dangerously so. The wounded
man he had helped to carry back had |
not been placed in a properly protected
spot. A stray bullet had found him a
second time and he lay dead on the
stretcher. Hospital Corpsman Com
frez had just returned from Frisco.
where he had gone with a ship load of |
During the advance be-
yond Malolos, with the aid of China
man, he was carrying a stretcher with |
a wounded soldier. A shrapnel from
the Utah battery, wrongly timed, ex-
ploded over their heads, instantly kill
ing Gomofrez and putting the China
man out Of business for long time, but |
never touching the soldier.
Capt. Robinson, Co. C, OF the Mime
sofas, at the battle of Tondo, Feb. %,
had Remington make a furrow di-
rectly across his upper lip. I have
seen four soldiers, each with an ear
buttonholed. 1 fixed up the furrowed |
scalp of a Colorado man and he re-
turned to the lines. In two weeks he
was back with a Mauser wound in his
left side; tie bullet entered five inches
below and two inches back of his arm
pit and passed forward and out the
very center of his breast bone. He |
recovered, but how that ball ever |
missed his heart or some of the large |
blood vessels in the vicinity of the
heart, I will never explain. He admits |
he has had enough and will not tempt
the fateS again.
I personally know of a dozen scalp
burrows from bullets, and perforated |
hats, gunstocks and canteens are COM
mon experiences.
Co. D. of the Minnesotas, Capt. Metz |
commanding, has perhaps more rea-
son than any other company in the reg
iment for being doubly thankful to It's
lucky stars" for its existence today. |
The entire regiment was guarding The |
bridges and railroads for seven miles |
this side of Malolos; the latter city had
fallen a week before, but hundreds of
the insurgents we're in the foothills
several miles off the road. Co. D at
Bocaue, camped between the wagon
road and the railroad. Co. G was
guarding a bridge half a mile up the
track. D had outposts beyond the
track and 10 men patrolled the wagon
road every half hour during the night.
The patrol had just returned and
aroused Capt. Metz, advising him Of
the desultory firing up the line. A
moment later heavy firing began at Co.
c and the boys rushed from their lit
tie dog tents in obedience to Capt.
Metz stentorian command, Fall in,
boys, fall in" The boys were scarce
ly lined up on the track when fu-