The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-12-10

us, too, and they gave their yell and
started. There was no use for us to try
TO run, for we would only have run into
their lines, and there wasn't man there
who wanted to surrender so we yelled
back and started TO meet them.
A hundred men against ten is long odds,
and none of us had much hope of getting
through, but we knew that Blazes count
ed for about ten more, for she had been
in many a fight with us since that first
one.
We came together, and in a second we
were all mixed up. They surrouUd- d Us
like flies around a honey not. We we
so few, that we could not keep together,
and every man fought fer himself, re-
CARELESS of the Others. Still everybody
could tell where Blazes was all the time,
by the commotion she kicksd up; and when
in fight like that one thing kicks up
enough extra ccmmotiOn to be noticed,
you can bet its moving
got a bullet through my rgh saoul-
der and another one in my left arm, ard
was helpless; and just then nv ho- Sc got
a sabre clip on the side of his head which
sent him crazy, and somehow, he manag-
ed to kick himself out of the melee before
Re dropped, which he did Wi h one of my
legs under him; but l was where I could
see the fight, and l kept my eyes on Bla-
yes.
just as l discovered her. I saw Jeb
Smith pitch head first out OF his saddle,
and ] knew that the parson w9s done
for. Blazes seemed to know it too. she
had been wild before, but she becare
perfect demon then. She must have
known that she had no rider ana most
horses quit fighting when the man is gone
off from their backs; but she didn't She
only got wilder and went in for vengence
If she had been a tiger, or lion. she
could not have leaped with more certain
ty for the threats of her enemies. She no
longer paid any attention 10 the horses,
but she went for the men, and whenever
she grabbed one, she literally to him
apart. Hundreds of shots were fire at
her and her body was covered with bloc
from the saber cuts she had received, but
she paved and kicked. and tore with her
boots and teeth, turning I Ike a cat AMI
bounding about with the case and grace
of a panther.
Then, when most of our men had gone
down. and when practically all that there
was left for the rebs to fight was that
wild mare, there was another yell from
the top of the hill, and I saw three COM
panies of our own men coming to the res
cue. The Johnnies saw them, too, and
they broke and ran, and as sure as 1 live,
Blazes started after them.
She overlook the last man and seized
him by the shoulder dragging him from
lllS loiSN " lut GIOuut. As he telt, he
fired his pistol, and the shot went through
her heart, but she chung to her prey aud
her body fell upon the man who killed her.
There were only three of us left alive,
out of the ten who went into that fight,
aod we felt almost as badly about Bla-
yes as we did about our comrades. Cav
alrymen love horses that can fight Poor
Jeb was shot through the head and never
knew what struck him. We buried him
" 81 nj
wasn't a dry eye in the crowd when we
did il. She did more fighting that day
than the whole ten of us. and there were
over three hundred wounds on her body
when We found her
We all loved her and mourned her loss
nut she hadn't any use for anybody ex-
cept Jeb smith, and maybe it's a mercy
that she was killed in the same fight with
him,
1.-THE End