Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1905-08-07
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to-sWord they struggle; life against
life, neither side asking nor accepting
quarter
Taken by surprise and outnumbered
at this particular point, the enemy
gives way in momentary confusion,
and Heron, Selling the advantage
cheers on his men. his flashing sword
sweeping right and left and moving
down all before him.
Every spring and stride the horse
takes is over the PROSTATE bodies OF
his foe.
With stubborn courage the enemy
makes a stand, giving blow for blow
but nothing can withstand the furious
onslaught of these assailants; like a
swollen wave they throw themselves
upon the thick ranks, which shake and
sway, and inch by inch give way be
fore the charge.
A yell of triumph arises around
Heron, answered by a yell Of defiance
from the foe.
Suddenly, just as the victory is in his
hands, he hears the tramp Of cavalry,
pany bearing down upon them from
the right.
The foe sees it also and sends up a
cheer of delight.
Heron pulls up and looks around.
BY this time the general has either
succeeded or failed to get in the con-
voy. At any rate, no purpose can be
attained by remaining to be outnum-
tered and eXtinguished.
Waving his hand, he gives the word
to retreat, and swings around, waving
his men before him.
AS he does SO, he feels sudden
shock run through his right arm, but
he manages to pass his sword into
his left hand AMI wave it aloft.
"Back-back!" he shouts; but it is
not so easy to call them off then
very like bulldogs, they hang to the
foe; there is not a moment to lose;
squirting his horse across the line of
attack, Heron forces his men to turn,
and then rides after them. his sleeves
cut and ripped, and with the blood
streaming from his shoulder on to his
horses side.
1t is not moment too soon. With
a sound like thunder, the charging
cavalry dash after them, and a race
a veritable race of life and death en-
sues.
Still in the rear. Heron spurs for
ward, the bullets whistling about his
head, the pursuers laundering at his
heels.
With grim smile he looks around;
strain as they may, his men will es-
cape them-the night will be theirs.
In his excitement he waves his
sword and laughs, and at the very mo-
ment he does so, his horse stumbles
and falls, pitching him onto his face.
A yell arises from his puTsuerS, and
one horseman, either obeying an i'm
pulse or obedient to command, leaves
the ranks and lashes forward upon
him.
Heron hears him coming and spring
ing to his feet awaits the charge with
cleaning sword. The pursuer rides
full at him, and down sweeps the
flashing sword but Heron is too quick,
and his own sword shoots like a SER
pent at the horseman.
Then, before he can recover, Heron
hoarsely, forgetting that Russian
may not know English; but instantly
the man pants out: II surrender"
in good English, and Heron, springing
upon his own horse which gallops
near, seizes the rein Of his assailant
and hies onward.
1t is a short and sharp run, for the
pursuers, not daring to venture with
in range of the fire. which is pouring
shot and shell upon them with cease
less fury, pause, and gallop back, and
Heron rides on with his prisoner by
his side, unmolested and unpursued
Cheering, yelling, frantic with
triumph, his men surround him, and
almost hustle him into the gate.
For a moment order anu discipline
are forgotten. They have made a
charge unequaled for reckless hardi-
hood, anil have won. 1t is some min
utes before the roar subsidies, and the
men fall into line.
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price has been paid for their victory.
One out of every three men is left
outside, and of them that remain half
are wounded by the enemy's shot or
shell.
Heron drops from his horse-is AL
most pulled from it, in fact, by the
eager hands of his English comrades.
Speeches. and half mad with de-
light, Charlie Hamilton seizes his
hand and wrings it, while Pierpont and
the rest press around with hearty
congratulations
"The hottest thing we've had, by
George:" says Pierpont, for the first
time in his life showing symptoms of
strong excitement "The very hottest!
The supplies are in, my boy; and the
general is-satisfied."
At this moment a murmur runs