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"Lieutenant, we want to go with you, our officers 

 won't lead us." One of the brave fellows was soon 

 afterward shot in the face. Lieutenant Davis's first 

 sergeant, Clarence Gould, killed a Spanish soldier 

 with his revolver, just as the Spaniard was aiming 

 at one of my Rough Riders. At about the same time 

 I also shot one. I was with Henry Bardshar, run- 

 ning up at the double, and two Spaniards leaped 

 from the trenches and fired at us, not ten yards 

 away. As they turned to run I closed in and fired 

 twice, missing the first and killing the second. My 

 revolver was from the sunken battleship Maine, and 

 had been given me by my brother-in-law, Captain 

 W. S. Cowles, of the Navy. At the time I did not 

 know of Gould's exploit, and supposed my feat to 

 be unique ; and although Gould had killed his Span- 

 iard in the trenches, not very far from me, I never 

 learned of it until weeks after. It is astonishing 

 what a limited area of vision and experience one has 

 in the hurly-burly of a battle. 



There was very great confusion at this time, the 

 different regiments being completely intermingled 

 white regulars, colored regulars, and Rough Rid- 

 ers. General Sumner had kept a considerable force 

 in reserve on Kettle Hill, under Major Jackson, of 

 the Third Cavalry. We were still under a heavy 

 fire, and I got together a mixed lot of men and 

 pushed on from the trenches and ranch-houses which 



