A recent campaign in Puerto Rico by the Independent Regular Brigade under the command of BrigGeneral Schwan . of ro-mantic possibilities. Later in the afternoonI saw a wounded private propped up againsta fence, and bleeding copiously from a bullet-hole that extended through both eyes were closed, and he was makingqueer noises in his throat. As I happenedto be idle at the instant, I stepped to his side,and inquired compassionately if I could doanything for him. He opened his eyes witha jerk, spat forth a couple of teeth, andreplied: If youll tell me how the beginningofSweet Marie goe
A recent campaign in Puerto Rico by the Independent Regular Brigade under the command of BrigGeneral Schwan . of ro-mantic possibilities. Later in the afternoonI saw a wounded private propped up againsta fence, and bleeding copiously from a bullet-hole that extended through both eyes were closed, and he was makingqueer noises in his throat. As I happenedto be idle at the instant, I stepped to his side,and inquired compassionately if I could doanything for him. He opened his eyes witha jerk, spat forth a couple of teeth, andreplied: If youll tell me how the beginningofSweet Marie goes, Ill give you a pieceof my face for a souvenir. Ive been tryingto get that blame tune straight for the lastfifteen minutes, but keep getting off mytrolley. And he laughed a ghastly stared at him in amazement, and then, see-ing that he was not delirious, strode moodilyaway. What that man ought to have saidwas, How goes the fight ? or A drop ofwater, for Gods sake ; but it is the pain-ful truth that he didnt. A striking feature of the engagement wasthe thoroughly matter-of-fact manner in c 37q c. YAUCO TO LAS MARIAS 6s which both officers and men went about theirwork. There was no strutting, no posing,no shirking, but an evident intention on thepart of all concerned, from General Schwandown, to do whatever had to be done with-out unnecessary fuss and feathers, promptlyand well. I have seen far more excitementdisplayed on an ordinary drill-ground athome, in the piping times of peace. A sudden appearance of the flag justafter the trumpets had sounded cease firing brought moisture to the eyes of many atoughened veteran; but even then, with vic-tory still glowing in our grasp, there was notthe ghost of a cheer. We were simply moretired and hungry than usual, and until mattershad been straightened out for the night hadno time for sentiment. And, when we finallywent into camp on the very field where wehad just ceased fighting, we found our chiefinterest centred in hot coffise
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