9* The Rough Riders 



his rifle, which I handed to him. He then again 

 began shooting, and continued loading and firing 

 until the line moved forward and we left him 

 alone, dying in the gloomy shade. When we found 

 him again, after the fight, he was dead. 



At one time, as I was out of touch with that part 

 of my wing commanded by Jenkins and O'Neill, I 

 sent Greenway, with Sergeant Russell, a New York- 

 er, and trooper Rowland, a New Mexican cow- 

 puncher, down in the valley to find out where they 

 were. To do this the three had to expose them- 

 selves to a very severe fire, but they were not men to 

 whom this mattered. Russell was killed; the other 

 two returned and reported to me the position of 

 Jenkins and O'Neill. They then resumed their 

 places on the firing-line. After a while I noticed 

 blood coming out of Rowland's side and discovered 

 that he had been shot, although he did not seem to 

 be taking any notice of it. He said the wound was 

 only slight, but as I saw he had broken a rib, I told 

 him to go to the rear to the hospital. After some 

 grumbling he went, but fifteen minutes later he was 

 back on the firing-line again and said he could not 

 find the hospital which I doubted. However, I 

 then let him stay until the end of the fight. 



After we had driven the Spaniards off from their 

 position to^our right, the firing seemed to die away 

 so far as we were concerned, for the bullets no 



