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Title: Deeds of valor : how America's heroes won the medal of honor : personal reminiscences and records of officers and enlisted men who were awarded the congressional medal of honor for most conspicuous acts of bravery in battle : combined with an abridged history of our country's wars
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: Beyer, Walter F Keydel, Oscar F. (Oscar Frederick), b. 1871
Subjects: United States. Army United States. Navy
Publisher: Detroit, Mich. : Perrien-Keydel Co.
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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rear,sending word to Captain Wirt Davis to countermarch the column, but after pro-ceeding some distance, on discovering that it was an accidental shot by a carelesssoldier, the march was resumed. Much valuable time had been lost. The countrywas rough with foothills and small ravines or arroyos, making frequent halts neces-sary, so that it was nearly dark before the command was fairly straightened out andready to go into bivouac. The absent squadron was sent for, and under the shadowof a line of abrupt hills, scarcely 100 yards from the stream, the command camped.The horses were staked out and the men were allowed to make small fires. Themissing squadron came in after dark, and, not finding much room, crowded up prettyclose to the rear company, the horses being huddled upon their grazing ground. Itwas a long picket, with the line of small bluffs or hills close to camp on one sideand the treacherous quicksand stream on the other; an excellent camp—providedthere were no Indians about.
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I- X o- <Q LlJ z<a UJ X 163 Shortly after midnight the camp was attacked by a large body of Indians whorode along the line of hills referred to, and by firing, yelling, shaking dried buffalorobes and ringing bells, succeeded in stampeding the horses. As the fire was imme-diately returned the flashes of carbines and pistols showed, at intervals, that theridge which skirted the entire camp was alive with Indians, riding and yelling likeso many demons. The cry rang out above the tumult: Every man to his lariat!Stand by your horses! Pandemonium reigned for a few moments. At every flashthe horses and mules, about 600 in number, could be seen rearing, jumping, snortingand running, with a strength that terror and brute frenzy alone could inspire, whileropes could be heard snap like the cracking reports of pistols. Iron picket pinswere whistling through the air, more dangerous than bullets; men, crouching as theyran, vainly endeavored to seize the pins as th

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