Feb. 17, 1912 
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the third? Perhaps he still kept company with 
his fellows, or perhaps he had left them—the 
surest sign that he was severely wounded. * * * 
“One o’clock midday. After six hours’ fruit¬ 
less search I decided to have the motor boat 
brought up to us. In the meantime the cook 
could light the kitchen fire, and we would have 
breakfast. I sent some of the 'boys’ to continue 
the search for the buffalo, promising ‘bakshish’ 
to the one who first discovered him, and I and 
Fiere, my French companion, stretched ourselves 
out for a short rest. Suddenly we were startled 
by a shout of ‘Buffalo! buffalo! buffalo!' James, 
the cook, came running to tell us that the 'boys’ 
had found the wounded animal lying in high 
grass. We sprang to our feet excitedly. So 
much luck we had not expected. 
“Suddenly the high grass parted right in front 
of me, and the animal dashed out, making 
straight for the spot where I stood. I fired, and 
at the same time I think I heard the report of 
Fiere’s rifle. Then I sprang to one side to 
escape the rush of the maddened animal, caught 
my foot in the long grass, and fell. It was my 
-salvation. If I had remained upright I should 
have been impaled on the sharp points of the 
buffalo’s wide-sweeping horns. Snorting with 
fury, the animal nosed under me as I lay on the 
ground, evidently trying to toss me. I sprang 
to my feet and clung with all my strength to the 
horns of the animal, in the vain hope that, 
severe'y wounded as he was, he might give way 
before my own strength, so that Fiere might get 
in a second shot. It all happened in a few sec¬ 
onds ; the buffalo tried to shake me off, and as 
he flung his huge head from side to side, the 
point of his left horn pierced its way deep into 
my right cheek. I cried out with pain, and then 
felt myself suddenly hurled upward into the air; 
my consciousness left me. 
“I awoke, covered in blood, on the river bank, 
supported by two loudly howling ‘boys’ with the 
motor boat at my feet. ‘Where is Fiere?’ ‘The 
others are bringing him ; he will die soon, too.’ 
‘And the buffalo?’ ‘Dead!’ A thick flood of 
blood was flowing continually from my mouth 
and the right side of my face. The ‘boys’ lifted 
me into the boat, and with every movement the 
blood flowed faster. ‘Quick! the medicine chest.’ 
Sew, sew, sew. Terrible necessity taught me to 
sew. A jagged, irregular hole as large as my 
hand gaped in my right cheek; my under lip 
hung loosely quivering. Under the horrified 
gaze of the ‘boys’ I jabbed the bent needle into 
my flesh and cobbled the loose rags together. 
“The pain was excruciating. Heaven helped 
me keep my senses! The lower jaw was broken 
in two places-—near the ear and near the lip— 
and from this crushed mass a long splinter of 
bone with three teeth hung loosely by the nerves 
and flesh of the gums. The who’e outer flesh 
of the lower jaw was scraped loose. Teeth, 
roots and bones lay white and shimmering 
through the hole in my cheek. My tongue, 
pierced by the point of the buffalo’s horn, was 
half torn from its foundations. I spat continu¬ 
ously splinters of bone and tooth 
“In the meantime the tent had been erected 
and a bed prepared for Fiere, from whom James 
cut the clothes with a pair of scissors. He had 
recovered consciousness, and softly his pale lips 
formed the words, ‘Tres mauvais.’ He had been 
three times pierced and tossed. The left breast 
muscle hung loose; heart and lungs were un¬ 
touched. In the left side, between heart and hip, 
was a great tear. This wound was immediately 
sewed together. Fiere was washed, bandaged 
and put to bed. He breathed regttlar’y and 
seemed to sleep. The night fell. A night full 
of pain, during which my mouth seemed full of 
red hot stones. Toward morning a short, 
troubled sleep gave me temporary relief from 
my agony. With the gray light of dawn I awoke 
to new tortures. Everything was deadly still. I 
clapped my hands for the ‘boy’ to open the tent, 
and crossed over to Fiere’s bed. The first light of 
day fell on a pale, sunken face. It was death * *.’’ 
Lieutenant Graetz than describes his painful 
journey on an improvised stretcher to the near¬ 
est post of civilization, his meeting with the Eng¬ 
lish physician. Dr. G. F. Randall, who marched 
day and night to bring him relief, and the oper¬ 
ations under difficult circumstances which have 
left him with an altered face. As soon as he 
had fully recovered, the undaunted young officer 
continued his journey westward. 
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