The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1908-04-03
CHAPTER XxXlV.
The Last Stand

IL was shortly after two o'clock in
the afternoon when that compact col
umn of cavalrymen moved silently
forward down the concealing coulee
toward the more open ground beyond
Clusters plan was surprise, the sudden
shifting of that village in the valley
from the rear by the quick charge of
his horsemen. From man TO man the
whispered purpose travelled down the
ranks, the eager troopers greeting the
welcome message with kindlng eyes
1t was the old way of the Seventh.
! and they knew it we'll
With Custer riding at the head of
the column, and only a little to the
rear of the advance scouts, his adult
ant Cook, together with a volunteer
aide, beside him, the five depleted
troops filed resolutely forward, dream
ing not of possible defeat Suddenly
distant shots were heard far off to
their left and rear, and deepening into
a rumble. evidencing a warm engage
ment. The interested troopers lifted
their heads, listening intently. while
eager whispers ran from man to man
along the closed files.
Reno is going in, boys; it will be
our turn next"
CLOSE up! Quiet there, lads,
quiet" officer after officer passed the
word of command.
Yet there were those among them
who felt a strange dread-that firing
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where Reno should have been by that
time Still it might be that those
overhanging bluffs would muffle and
defect the reports. All about them
| lowered death in dreadful guise None
among them saw those cruel, spying
eyes watching from distant ridges,
peering at them from concealed ra-
vines none marked the rapidly mass.
ing hordes, hideous in war-paint,
crowded into nearby coulees and be-
hind protecting hills.
Ii burst upon them with wild yells.
| The gloomy ridges blazed into their
startled faces, the dark ravines hurled
at them skurrying horsemen. while.
wherever their eyes turned, they be-
held savage forms leaping forth from
hill and coulee, gulch and rock shad-
ow Horses fell, or ran about neigh
| ing; men flung up their hands and
died in that first awful minute of con-
sternation, and the little column
seemed to shrivel away as If consum-
ed by the flame which struck 1t, front
and flank and rear. 1t Gas as If those
men had ridden into the mouth of
hell
Yet il was scarcely for more than a
minute. Men trained, strong. clear of
brain, were in those stricken lines
men who had seen Indian battle be-
fore. The recoil came. swift as had
been the surprise. Voice after voice
rang out old familiar orders, steady
| ing instantly the startled nerves; dis
cipline conquered disorder, and the
shattered column rolled out, as If by
magic, into the semblance of a battle
| line.
II was magnificently done. Custer
and his troop commanders brought
their sorely smitten men into a posi-
ton of defense, even hurled them
cheering forward in short, swift
charges, so as to clear the front and
gain room in which to deploy. Out OF
confusion emerged discipline, conf
dence, esprit de corps.
Safe beyond the range of the troop
ers' light carbines, the Indians, with
their heavier rifles, kept hurting a
constant storm OF lead. hugging the
| gullies, and spreading out until there
was no rear toward which the harass-
ed cavalrymen could turn for safety.
One by one. continually under heavy
fire, the scattered troops were form
ed into something more nearly re-
sembling a battle line-Calhoun on
the left. then Keogh, Smith and
Yates. with Tom Custer holding the
extreme right. Thus they waited grim.
/ ly for the next assault
(TO BE CONTINUED)