. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . was sent ahead as trailer and scout. The countrybeing of a sandy soil there was not much difficulty in following the trail,which led by a winding route through the sandhills and mountains of theLittle Blue Canon, where, the trail becoming very warm, 1 notified the V 740 THE STORY OF lieutenant to go slowly. About half way out of the canon we came toa sharp bend, fringed with bushes, and rising above this was a lightsmoke. I threw up my ha
. The story of American heroism; thrilling narratives of personal adventures during the great Civil war, as told by the medal winners and roll of honor men . was sent ahead as trailer and scout. The countrybeing of a sandy soil there was not much difficulty in following the trail,which led by a winding route through the sandhills and mountains of theLittle Blue Canon, where, the trail becoming very warm, 1 notified the V 740 THE STORY OF lieutenant to go slowly. About half way out of the canon we came toa sharp bend, fringed with bushes, and rising above this was a lightsmoke. I threw up my hands for the detail to halt, and the lieutenant comingforward, we dismounted, making our way cautiously to the point. Thereabout five hundred yards in advance, half concealed in a small clump oftimber, were the Indians, with their ponies grazing between us and them. I proposed tohe put his men inwent in and rancourse I would belead them into thethis proposition,work, succeeded inmals up, and start-toward my com- the lieutenant thatambush, while Itheir ponies off; ofpursued, and couldtrap. He agreed toand I began myrounding the ani-ing on the It so chancedhad just ridden inhad been watchingand, seeing onlychase. They made _ that two Indians ■^ from where they -. the Platte Valley, one man, gave it so exceedingly STAMlEDINfi TIIK HkKI). warm for me I was forced to dismount, and succeeded in knocking one over, The detail, seeing the ponies going by, and hearing the firing, came out of hiding, when the Indians immediately took to the mountains, scattering as they fled. By this means they succeeded in making their escape, leaving AMERICAN HEROISM. 741 their ponies and camp in our hands, and we turned the whole over to thecommanding officer of Fort Robinson. The medal of honor I i-eceived for gallantry in action with the hostileIndians in Texas, 1S72. I was then stationed at Fort (Joncho, and was sent in charge of a detailof one corporal and twenty privates from Troop 1.
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