The Odanah star. [volume] (Odanah, Ashland Co., Wis.) 1912-1916, 1916-06-30
U. S. Officer, Wounded. at Carri-
zal, Relates Experience.
CRAWLED TO RANCH HOUSE
Declares Gomez Ordered Attack on
Americans After Captain, Boyd
Asked Permission. TO
Enter Town.


thatched hut at headquarters here and
told an attentive group OF fellow Off
GERS, who gathered to congratulate
him as one from the grave, Intimate
details of the first real tragedy of this
campaign.
Morey had spent the night in the
hospital after his arrival here in a
motor car. Today his blood-stained
shirt removed, and his body oleansed
and refreshed, he was able to move
about the camp with his left shoulder,
through which a Mauser bullet had
scared it's way, swathea in bandages,
Confers With Pershinc.
He first held conference with Cen
eral Pershing. And then he visited
with his regiment.
Telling his story lie spoke haltingly,
without exaggeration, and with admir-.
able restraint and modesty.
His voice was almost emOtiOnless
rising in tone and pitch only when he
told of going without water from six
O'clock on the morning of the 21St un-
til four o'clock the following day,
wounded and with the clustering, scar"
ing rays Of q Mexican sun beating
down on him.
He added little to the fight except
to say that Boyd and Lieut.. Harry
Adair died like soldiers and gentle
men. He told also that thee Carran-
zistas began hOsti1ities by opening up
with machine guns, and that in the
firing the enemy seemed to be cen
tering his fire on the white officers
of the command, of which there were
only three. When the battle was over
there was but one.
Caught in Angle Of Fire.
Boyd was killed when his troop
made the rush for the trench in which
Carranzistas had the machine guns,
Just how he died don't know"
Caught in a right angle of fire,
Morey's small detachment, as previous
dispatches have related, was forced
to retire.
Walked as IL Oazcd.
"AFhen I got behind that WALL" re-
sumed Morey, II told the men I pro-
posed to stay there. Those who wished
to go, told to co.
Il never, saw men act so strange
ly," he said. 'They didn't run or
seem to exert themselves; they sim
ply moved away as if daZed up the
hill, and by so doing they probably
saved us. We who remained behind
the wall saw the CarranZista horse
men riding to outflank them"
With the enemy beating the coun-
try on all sides, Morey and three black
troopers lay in the hole behind the
wall. The wounded officer and men
started trailing west on the first leg
of the 70-mile journey to Perslling S
line.
Too Weak TO Walk.
MOrey was so weak he concluded
that it was humanity impossible for
him to go farther.
SO he first requested-and when
they refused-he ordered the three ne
gro troopers to leave him.
II reasoned" he said, ''that they
could so on and T couldn't, SO / made
them 60"
The three went on. Morey, his
wounds, bandaged as best they could
be, lay down on the desert and slept
The stars were still out, but dawn was
breaking when he aWOke, strengthened
by the rest.
Travels Without Compass.
He travelled composites, having
given his compass to the three men
who left him., along with a telegram
to be sent to his wife and dispatches
to Pershing.
About 4 80 in the morning, as near
ly as he. could judge it, he made the
ranch house and found it deserted
and desolate. Manager j. T. McCabe
had fled, as had the Chinese cook. He
rinsed his parched mouth and drank
sparingly.
Near the ranch he found five troop
ers of the Tenth, Stragglers from the
confused fight, and gathering them
, together he prepared to march on.
They headed for San Luis ranch, 80
miles to the east.
Mule Team a Godsend.
After ten miles, accomplished in
feverish relays, they encountered the
ranch manager, McCabe, with a mule
termed it.
team. This was godsend, as Morey
All piled in the wagon and rode to
San Luis ranch, where they arrived at
midnight Saturday, joining there with
Major Howze's squadron of Eleventh
cavalrynlen, which had been sent out
by General Pershing to find them
With the Howe squadron was a
motor truck train, and ia truck
Iorey and his men headed for head
quarters. Thirty-five miles from this
camp Lieut.. James Collins, Genera.
pershing's aid, met the trucks with
four autos. and Morey, transferred to
The sllsilc- car, reached here at dusk.