The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-10-31
Cur Quarters at Tirnova.

OOCIOIS ndO DeSn working the "NOl6
day practically under fire. Lead ap-
strike from all angles A surgeon fix
ing a tourniquet on a wounded man
behind a rock had q, bullet enter his
| shoulder, pillow down his whole side
and smash his foot. In spite of fight
ing without intermission now nearly
ten hours the Russians had made lit
tie Roadway with, their stubborn
enemy. They had kept the two ends
Of the steel belt from clinching. That
was all. a'...
Sulieman was pouring in reinforce
ments, and we knew that on our side
Russian infantry and artillery were
Fastening night and day up from the
afternoon, and still the fight. wavered
in the balance. Once more Radesky,
the hero of the previous night, saved
the situation. BY placing himself at
the head Of some companies Of the
reserves he; In the nick Of time, sup
ported the battalfons still pressing the
Turkish left, and, amidst the ringing
cheers Of his men, drove the enemy
up over the wooded summit f1ank1ng
our right. He then returned to the
peak. and quietly surveyed the posi-
tion. He motioned an A. D. G. to his
side, who saluted, turned and galloped
down the bullet-swept road to the fur
Their reserves at the Han. The gen.
eral; flushed with success. resolved to
attempt to drive the enemy from their
position in our immediate front. Up
over the ridge came the attacking col
unns. 1t was a fine sight, and ono
shall never forget, to see the men
Of the Podolsk regiment marching as
if on parade along that bullet-swept
pass. the colonel, stately, riding bolt
upright with no sign but for a slight
Jcixy Nf &C.
men steadily following him with eyes
looking straight to the front, with no
heed to their comrades falling around
them. Arrived at the deploying point.
with loud cheers they, under, the re-
newed fury of the Russian guns COW
ering their attack from Fort st. Mich
olas, sprang down into the valley, and
at the point Of the bayonet drove the
enemy from their works. Helter-skel-
ter the, Turks scattered for a. moment,
then. with stubborn fury they. re-
turned to the. attack again and again.
And so the afternoon wore on, and
the sun began to sink once more be-
low the hills, kissing with his ruddy
rays the pale faces Of over thousand
and scrub of the glen,. who would
never again see the glory Of his rising.
AS twilight commenced Forbes was
anxious to go back to the base with
his budget Of news. saw him hurry
ing down the Pass looking out for the
servants and horses. AS he possessed
bags I closely followed him. On ar
irving at the Khan, to our surprise
our horses were nowhere to be seen.
Forbes was furious at the men not
obeying his orders, and ran on. for
might not that Russian Jew get back
first with the days news? About half
fa
and our nags hiding behind some
rocks. Forbes men tried to explain
that they We're compelled to beat a re-
treat because Of the Turkish fanking
attack on the road. But my comrade
would not take this as an excuse, and.
whip, he snatched the bride from his
hands and, mounting his horse, COM
menced to trot down towards the
Gabrova.
FORBES! Forbes!" T shouted. ''stop
a minute. Hi! You have got all the
grub. Leave some for me, please!
He was still in fury at the delay
suddenly pulled up, dived his hand
into the bag, and deliberately aimed
It's contents chunk of black bread,
an onion, and a box of sardines-at
my head. I resented the way my
quickly collected them and SHE'D them
back. The fish box, striking his horse,
ricochetted into the valley below. The
poor brute kicked up his heels at this
unusual treatment. Forbes in another
moment was recovering himself from
a possible spill, and shaking his fist
at me swore vengeance when next we
met. In a flash he was careering
down into the valley, and I was left
standing supperless in the middle OF
the road.