But, honest Injun, I was there where the Spanish Mausers were cracking merrily, and I wouldn't like to tell you how much foreign lead I took that day.
Perhaps you may remember that at one time matters got so hot that there was considerable consternation among our bold boys in blue.
One fellow, who was evidently getting his baptism in fire, had stood it for a time, though his knees must have been knocking together some.
It became necessary to retreat temporarily, while the bullets sang around like mad hornets; but once started for the rear this fellow's legs actually ran away with him.
He plunged along like a rhinoceros, utterly regardless.
An officer bellowed after him.
"Here, you, what are you running for?"
I saw the scared New Englander turn his head and throw over his shoulder: