Identifier: deedsofvalorhowa02beye (find matches)
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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had fallen in theblood-covered boat. The American captives were led by, but out of gun-shot of the old church heldby the Spaniards whom they had come to rescue. They saw the Spanish flag flyingfrom the roof and they rejoiced to know that the plucky Spaniards were still holdingout against overwhelming odds. A mile and a half they marched them through the deep jungle, the severelywounded suffering excruciating agony, and it was with great difficulty that theywere dragged along on the heart-breaking march. When night came on they wereput in an old bamboo church. The uninjured men were bound together with along rope. A day and a night they were kept in these rude quarters. Commander Gilmorewas shown some respect because of his rank. His hands were not bound and hiscoat and shoes were returned to him. Throughout the unspeakable horrors of that first night in captivity the woundedmoaned for water and the bound men would cry to the savage guards without tobring water to their dying comrades.
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cco o Ll. o 3H a. <o LU II- — 447 — From Aguinaldo himself a runner came next day and ordered them to march onor drag themselves on to San Isidro, the insurgent capital. Ragged and worn out, fortwo days the captives were dragged through the courses of tortuous river beds, wadingstreams and climbing over great, jagged bowlders. When night came tuey hadreached the mountains. It turned cold, and a dreary, chilling rain fell, adding tothe sufferings of the wounded. On that weary march through the jungle and the paths of the deep tropicalforests the captives several times met with priests and friars, who, moved to pity bytheir desolate condition, gave them food and dressed their wounds and bleeding feet-The news that Americans had been captured spread on before them. Through everyvillage they passed between lines of chattering, joy-mad natives, who offered themno violence, but gaped in open-mouthed curiosity at these strangers, upon whom theywere looking for the first time in their

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