Theodore Roosevelt

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Theodore Roosevelt Edmund Morris

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  deployedtherest,makingthemliedownandgetbehindtrees。RichardHardingDaviswaswithus,andaswescannedthelandscapewithourglassesitwashewhofirstpointedouttoussomeSpaniardsinatrenchsomethree-quartersofamileoff。Itwasdifficulttomakethemout。Therewerenotmanyofthem。However,wefinallydidmakethemout,andwecouldseetheirconicalhats,forthetrenchwasapoorone。Weadvanced,firingatthem,anddrovethemoff。

  WhattodothenIhadnotanidea。Thecountryinfrontfellawayintoaverydifficultjungle-filledvalley。Therewasnothingbutjungleallaround,andifIadvancedIwasafraidImightgetoutoftouchwitheverybodyandnotbegoingintherightdirection。Moreover,asfarasIcouldsee,therewasnownobodyinfrontwhowasshootingatus,althoughsomeofthemenonmyleftinsistedthatourownmenhadfiredintous——anallegationwhichIsoonfoundwasalmostalwaysmadeinsuchafight,andwhichinthiscasewasnottrue。Atthismomentsomeoftheregularsappearedacrosstheravineonourright。Thefirstthingtheydidwastofireavolleyatus,butoneofourfirstsergeantswentupatreeandwavedaguidonatthemandtheystopped。

  Firingwasstillgoingontoourleft,however,andIwasnevermorepuzzledtoknowwhattodo。Ididnotwishtotakemymenoutoftheirpositionwithoutorders,forfearthatImighttherebybeleavingagapiftherewasaSpanishforcewhichmeditatedanoffensivereturn。

  Ontheotherhand,itdidnotseemtomethatIhadbeendoingenoughfightingtojustifymyexistence,andtherewasobviouslyfightinggoingontotheleft。IrememberthatIkeptthinkingoftherefrainofthefox-huntingsong,“Here’stoeveryfriendwhostruggledtotheend“;inthehuntingfieldIhadalwaysactedonthistheory,and,nomatterhowdiscouragingappearancesmightbe,hadneverstoppedtryingtogetinatthedeathuntilthehuntwasactuallyover;andnowthattherewaswork,andnotplay,onhand,IintendedtostruggleashardasIknewhownottobeleftoutofanyfightingintowhichIcould,withanypossiblepropriety,get。

  SoIleftmymenwheretheywereandstartedoffatatrottowardwherethefiringwas,withacoupleoforderliestosendbackforthemenincasethatprovedadvisable。Likemosttyros,Iwaswearingmysword,whichinthickjunglenowandthengotbetweenmylegs——fromthatdayonitalwayswentcordedinthebaggage。Istruckthetrail,andbegantopassoccasionaldeadmen。PrettysoonIreachedWoodandfound,muchtomypleasure,thatIhaddonetherightthing,forasI

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