The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1904-12-02
Capt. Graham was at his side in an

Capt Graham was at his side in an
instant.
care you hurt, my boy?" he asked.
as he lifted the huddled figure.
Ran TITO one of them on my way
up" murn-ured Walters. 81 knocked
him down with my gun, but he got his
knife in first"
They'll pay for it." said the cap
tain, grimly. He laid Walters on the
bed, and, passing into the adjoining
room, he awoke the surgeon, and whis-
pered in his ear.
''Do your best for that boy" he con-
tinued, as he turned towards the stairs.
81 don't know what he's doing out Of
the guard house, but he's won shoulder
straps tonight
The building occupied as quarters by
the American troops had been a Cath
Ollie convent. The officers occupied
rooms elevated at one end, and the men
had their hunks on the stone floor Of
the large lower room formerly used as
chapel.
In five minutes after Capt. Ora
ham had left the doctor, the soldiers
were stealing silently out of the wide
doorway and taking their places in
the dark shadow along the front of the
building. Not light had been struck
not a word spoken, save by the Of
ficers as they moved softly about wax
ing the men and whispering instruc-
tions in their ears. Without a question
the trained fighters secured their rifles
and ammunition and moved to their
posts. When the last man was in place,
Capt. Graham, the senior officer.
stationed himself near the doorway.
There was no moon and cloudy
sky added to the intense darkness pre-
ceding the breaking of dawn. The men
had orders to hold their rifles ready,
but under no circumstances to shoot
until the captain gave the order. Be-
other side of which was rank growth
of grass; at either flank was village
street Nothing indicated that an enc
my was near.
After a seemingly interminable
period of waiting, the glow of morn
ing began to appear in the east, and
spread with tropical swiftness. The
watching soldiers could now make out
the dark line marking the opposite
side of the plaza. AS the light grew,
the line on which every eye was
strained took a definite form; 1t
seemed to be moving. Yes, it was
surely coming slowly forward. The
men held their breaths as they lay
prone on the stone front and watched
that living wave creeping across the
square. They looked at their captain.
He was crouching on his knees, his
eyes fixed as IL fascinated. Did he
see that that line was advancing? The
Filipinos would rise In another in
slant for the rush. But not soldier
thought of firing; they would await
that word of command
Nearer and nearer crept the Fill
pinOs. Now the soldiers could dis
tinguish the individuals composing
that moving wall. They could see
the long murderous knives.
IT was the moment the captain had
waited for. "Fire!"-his voice rang
out like whip, followed instantly by
a flash of flame and the roar of rifles.
The black line half way across the
plaza seemed to wilt and crumble.
With yells of wild surprise and abject
terror the F'ilipinos fled from that ter
rible hail of death. Then the trump
cts rang out the Charge" and the
avenging Americans dashed after their
would-be assassins, who scattered like
rabbits, and sought shelter in the
thickets. Two-thirds of the boIo-men
were lying on the plaza, which had
been their death-trap.
Returning when further pursuit
seemed useless, Capt. Graham left
a subordinate in charge Of the work
of gathering UP the dead and wound
ed of the enemy, and, fastening up
stairs. he found the doctor bending
over Walters.
Flows that deserter that's turned
hero?' began Graham in his hearty
voice. He'll get pardon and q
medal of honor for last night"
The doctor held up his hand
The sun streaming through the win
dow lighted up the pale face of the
dying soldier, and seemed to stamp
upon his features wonderful peace
fulness. His lips were moving. Lean
ing over him, the two watchers caught
the murmur: "'When you've heard
the flag a-cal1fn', why, you won't
heed nothin' else San Francisco
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