The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1906-09-27

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Another man yelled. Keep on my
lCgsi Can't you walk on the Gcor7"
To the windows there was a Llind
rush OF siumberous men. who brushed
Neir from their eyes even as they made
ready their rifles. Jones and Patter-
son came stumbling up the steps, cry
ing dreadful information. Already the
enemy's bullets we're splitting aud sing
ing over the house.
The sergeant suddenly was stif and
cold with a sense OF the Importance OF
the thing.
There was a howl. There they arel
There they GOMEZ" The rifles cracked.
A light smoke drifted idly through the
rooms There was a strong odor as
from burnt paper and the powder OF
%frecrackers.
Now said the sergeant, ambitious
ly. I'VE can beat them Oh easily II you
men are good enough
There was a fusillade against an
other side OF the house. The sergeant
dashed into the room which command
ed hat situation. lie found a dead
soldier ON the floor.
Patterson cried Sergeant Morton.
Yes. said Patterson. his face set
with some deep-rooted quality OF de-
termination. Stlll, he was a mere farm
boy.
GO in 20 Knowles window and shoot
at those people said the sergeant
hoarsely. Afterwards he coughed.
Some of the fumeA OF the fight had
made way to his lungs.
Patterson looked az the door into
this other room lie looked at 1t as Is
he suspected il was 10 be his death
chamber Then he entered and stood
across the body OF Knowle1 and fired
vigorously into a group of charming
plum treeu.
They can't take this house" de-
clared the sergeant In a contemptuous
and argumentative tone. He was ap-
parently replying to somebody a
man who had been shot in the throat
looked up az him. Eight men were
firing from the windows. The sergeant
detected in a corner three wounded
men, talking together feebly.
Don't you think there Is anything
to do?' he bawled. GO and rct
Knowles cartridges and give them to
somebody that can use them! Take
simpsons. too The man who had
been shot in the throat looked at him
OF the three wounded men who had
been talking, one said apologetically:
My leg Is all doubled up under me-
Meantime the sergeant was reload
ing his rife. His foot slipped in the
blood q ,he man who had been shot
In ~ aoat
"Wr 9 can hold this placer
shouted "a ,ergeant jubilantly.
Corporal Flagler suddenly spun iron
his window and fell in a heap.
Sergeant. murmured a man. as n,
dropped to a seat on the floor out Of
danger, 4 can't stand this. | swear
can't. ! think we should run away
Morton. with the kindly eyes OF
good sherherd. looked az the man
you are afraid, Johnston you ar,
afraid. ne said softly. The man strug
gled to his feet, cast upon the sergean
a gaze fun OF admiration. reproach ant
despair, and returned to his post. A
moment later he pitched forward. anC
thereafter his body hung Imply out o.
the window.
The seteeant laid his rife agains
the stonework OF the window framl
and shot with care until his magazine
was empty Behind him. "A man sim
ply grazed IN the elbow vas wildl,
sobbing Ike i girl.
shut up, said Morton. wi,hou
turning his head. Before him was
vista OF fields, clumps OF trees. woods
populated with little, stealthy, tieetinl
figures.
lie grow furious. why didn't h
send me orders?' he cried aloud. IN
emphasis on the word he" was I'm
pressive.
The man who had been grazed Of
the elbow still set up his bleat. Nor
tons fury yeered TO this soldier. Can
you shut up? Can't you shut up
Can't you shut up? Fight! That's tn
thing 70 90! Fight"
A bullet struck Morton and he rel
upon the man who had been shot I
the throat There was a sickeDin
moment. Then the sergeant rolled o.
to a position upon the bloody floor. II
turned himself with a last effort unit
he could look at the wounded VIII
were able 10 look az him.
His arms weakened and he drOppe
on his face.
After az interval, a young subalte'
OF the enemy's infantry, followed b
HIS eager men burst into this reekin
death chomber. but Just over "a
threshold he halted. and remarked
with a shrug 10 his sergeant: 81 shoul
have estimated them as at least "a
5 strong"
Copyright 1906 by Joseph g Bowlss
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