. The chicago Record's war stories : by staff correspondents in the field ; copiously illustrated. r far as eye could see the road was bristlingwith the shouldered rifles and carbines,marked off at intervals with the crimsonand white troop guidons and the mountedfigures of the regimental of wagons and pack mules trottingpatiently along after the jingling bell of thelead mare brought up the rear. At Gen. Shatters headquarters, half a milepast the swollen Aguadores, the cavalry divi-sion diverged to the left and struck across awide meadow that presently brought themout
. The chicago Record's war stories : by staff correspondents in the field ; copiously illustrated. r far as eye could see the road was bristlingwith the shouldered rifles and carbines,marked off at intervals with the crimsonand white troop guidons and the mountedfigures of the regimental of wagons and pack mules trottingpatiently along after the jingling bell of thelead mare brought up the rear. At Gen. Shatters headquarters, half a milepast the swollen Aguadores, the cavalry divi-sion diverged to the left and struck across awide meadow that presently brought themout upon a narrow road walled in with al-most impenetrable jungle. Along the sideof this were camped Cubans by the hundreds,setting about their preparations for the even-ing meal. They grinned at once amiably andferociously as the Americans passed, andcried, Santiago! pointing westward andmaking expressive gestures with their blackforefingers across their throats. God help Santiago if those fellows getin, said a young lieutenant, eyeing themwith strong disfavor. THE CHICAGO RECORDS WAR STORIES 77. THE SUNKEN ROAD—ON THE SANTIAGO BATTLEFIELD. Hundreds of other Cubans were on themarch, slouching along in their rawhidesandals with bundles of provisions strappedon their backs or balanced on their heads,that would have taxed the endurance of apack mule. About dusk the advance guardreached the old fort El Poso, where had already made his 500 yards from the building—a red-tiled, rambling structure of brick and adobe—one of the hospital corps, noticing a strongodor of decomposition, stepped aside from thetrail to investigate. He saw a patch of new-ly dug earth, from which protruded a humanarm and hand. A half-naked Cuban whostood near by smoking a cigarette, explained,Espagnoles, he said, smiling he opened and shut his fingers twice,tapped the handle of his machete and madethe sign of the riven throat. Col. Gonzales sent up a detachm
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