The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-06-30

my undershirt from me. My wounded hand was not bandaged tight, but the other hand was, and | was helpless and remained bound aIl$night in spite of the pain. You can see where the ropes cut through the skin on my arms and made sore places. We were we'll treated after being taken to Villa Ahunada.'
 s. .s-sal Saw Wounded Bayonetted.
 William Harris, one of the most intelligent Of the negro soldiers, told of the bayonetting of the wounded:
 S ''As fast as our men fell they were Lbayonetteds on the ground he said. ssWeS had ridden about eight miles from the Santo Domingo ranch, and it must have been about o'clock when the barley started. was on the right flank and did not see the start of it, and cannot tell who started firing first. We had 76 men, having sent 10 of our men back to the base for sup plies Before we knew it the fighting started and the machine guns-there were two of them-opened up. The MexicanS were spread out in the form of horseshoe with the cau1k of it pointing toward the little town of Carrizal. One of the machine guns was hid behind the irrigation ditch and the other was over on our right
 
 in the road, which gave us no protec- rion from the fire. We scooped out the dirt with our rifles, but that did not help any. Then the firing be- came general and we fought and fought and fought. I thought the battle would never end. I kept up firing until ran out of ammunition. I saw the right flank swing around and charge, but my orders were to lay low and get a, hit at every shot, and I sure did.
 Finally when every single man around me had been shot [ started to throw up the pumplockf of my gun when spent bullet struck me in the right arm and I went down. We sure was outclassed, so I just up and run The Mexicans fired two voIleys at me and I7kept on running. They Jumped on their horses and started after me,
 when dropped my six shooter, threw up my hands, and surrendered. The Mezicans came charging down on me and I thought they were going to kill me.
 Who are you and why are you fighting us?' one of the men shouted in Spanish. T just nachu1ly ain't a. 1 hghtin' you all any more,' I told him, and they broke out in a laugh and took me prisoner
 'I had $4Oein gold in my shoe ana
 when they stripped us all and fought
 over our leggings and shirts they took | that and divided it among the four Of | them. They also took a diamond
 ring from me which belonged to my l best girl back in Atlanta They tied I my arms behind me in spite of the | bullet wound in my right arm and left 1 those ropes on me from o'clock that
 night until o'clock next morning l when we reached Chfhuahua.s | Cn T17xT !. | went to sleep. The skin was cut and was so icraTnped I could not sleep 1 but they didn't do any more than shove us with the butts of their guns That is, the soldiers didn't. The peo- l pie in Chihuahua threw rocks at us and spit on us, but that was nothing to the hurt in my tied arms.,'
 1 William Gibson, another of the K
 troopers declared emphaticalIy that he saw the Mexican soldiers stab the I American soldiers they lay on the | ground, using their bayonets and some of the officers using their swords. Al agreed on this. that they had witness ed the killing of the wounded. None knew exactly how many were killed and none of the negroes said he had seen Captain Boyd hit. They though Coptain Mercy was dead until they
 reached the border, when they were told he was alive and in Fl Paso, and one negro ShOuTed:. Ihank God fO1 dat. It is a happy day for witt
 our captain alive and we'll"
 After the negroes had baths of kero I sene and vinegar to kill germs, the! l took shower baths and received clear ) blue denim overalls and jumpers tc wear to the fort As they filed ou of the bathroom William Coleman
 here, gave each negro a bouquet O flowers, which they carried, giggling in their hands as they mached to tn, ambu1ances which carried them to tn, fort All their clothes were burned
 These were few, for two of the ne groes cross the bridge without trous CTS, having old towels tied around them, while not a single prisoner hat t a complete outfit of clothing. The. l got shoes and hats in Juarez, the. said.
 The roster of the returned trooper follows:
 Troop K-Fred Williams, St. Louis R. L. Floyd. Oklahoma City; Sergean Allen Peterson, Meridian, Miss; Jo } Oliver, Brighton, Ala; George Stone t Ta1ladega. Ala; First Sergeant Feli Page, Washington; William Harris Atlanta; Samuel Macdonald, Porters vile, Tenn; William Gibbons, Chatta [ nooga; James M. Stokes, Atlanta
 Harvey M. Lee, Columbus, Ohio; Els Graham, Smith Grove, Tenn; CharIe } Marshall, Pasadena, Cal
 5 Troop C-Luther Alexander. CoIum ? bia Tenn; William Hogue, Raleigh
 N C.: William D. Gibson, New York
 Thomas G. Strickler, Louisville; Tran | nie G. Hopping. Atlanta; John Wilson 5 Macon, Ga: John Coleman, Jr., Walk g CT Valley, Miss; George M. Hopkins Morristown, Penn.
 Salisbury, before his release, enter [ ed the private office of General Con gales in Juarez and there gave out brief interview, in which he repeate' statements he had been credited witt l making at Chihuahua by General la : l cinto Trevi:l0. These statement were to the effect that Captain Boyd [ commander of the Americans at Car