The Green Forest tribune., 1900-05-10
LOST IN THE PHILIPPINES.
M. B. Russell Relates a Deal of
 Experience While Soldering. z PENERANDA, Philippine Islands.

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 March 16, 1900. It was sickening sight on March 6, when our Major, Joe Wheeler, Jr., and Lieut.. Chid- ester rode into camp, the latter bleeding profusely from gun shot wound in the shoulder and the formers horse wounded in two places.
 Revenge is ours'' was the spontan outburst from every soldier in camp.
 While reconnoitering in the vii cinity of a small barrie (village1 these officers and their orderly were fired on by a band of 15O insurgents. The major made a miraculous escape with his life. Lieutenant Chichester was dangerously wounded, but at this time his recovery is hopeful. The ball passed through him from shoulder to shoulder.
 No sooner was it announce ed that we could go to the scene than every man was ready with rations in his haversack, his }canteen full of water, and poncho rolled and strapped on his back. # We left camp at 5, p. m., and marched to the little town of Gap an, distance of six miles. We lay in camp there all night, din ing and supporting on corned beef and hardtack with little coffee to wash it down. Taps sounded at Ill and we spread down our pom chps and went to bed, though destined not to sleep.
 About one o'clock pelting rain began to fall. We wanted to keep ,ur powder dry at all hazards so Ye got our guns and put them nder our ponchos, but there was more sleep for us. The army G t 9pcho of today is not whatit was B N 4he past, consequently we were 9 9s con wet through and through. At 3:30 reveille sounded and VIE made a hasty breakfast and by plr o' clock we were on the march :SfoInd the south flank of where he insurreccos were supposed to
 Four miles brought us to the ia1 of the Checo river, from there marched westward into the M Lls when all at once rang out the M 6mmand: "As skirmishers, for rd, double time!" Oh, what a ' e that was! Up and down hill, 6ugh rice paddles and through
 grass, breast high, which x 1sferred to us the rain of the $ ht before and wet us as effect
 TN as an Arkansas thunder
 Wer in the month of May. The
 IFS was tangled making it al- t impossible for us to keep our Dung. All at once we were con-
 lated by a narrow gorge with
 pendicular sides thickly over-
 Wn with bamboo, but that
 St never stop us, so tumbling
 falling, like the water at 6pre, into it we went. We
 5d the gorge only about 15 feet v Ae bottom, but there seemed to
 way to get up the farther
 e hampered as we were by our @ teens, haversacks, ponchos, <s But with finger nails, teeth,
 dS toe nails, we finally got up,
 pn and on we went, encount-
 x1g next a bamboo thicket which most exhausted our courage as
 as our physical strength to Through, but not without our c6s scratched and our hands fnIand bleeding.
 Qne obstacle is hardly passed ntik another is reached. An h gorge is to be crossed. The 0XS in front step to one side, and A Nate, saying: sWe can't cross
 must try somewhere else. !" then up came our indomita- aptain and said, "We must
 kt anything like this stop us"
 swung himself down by a lNy bamboo and in a trice was
 le top of the other side.
 Ell, 1 am still alive; if l wasn t
 Id not be writing this letter,
 l tell you, dear TRIBUNE 2 rs, I was completely given
 this point and could go no pr. Brave Company ''I" ed the ditch but not without