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CANNON  AND  CAMERA 


SEA     AND     LAND     BATTLES     OF 

THE    SPANISH-AMERICAN    WAR 

IN  CUBA,  CAMP  LIFE,  AND  THE 

RETURN    OF    THE    SOLDIERS 


Described  and  Illustrated 

By  JOHN    C.    HEMMENT 

War  Artist  at  the  Front 


With  Index,  and  an  Introduction  by 
ir.  I.  LINCOLN  ADAMS 


NEW   YORK 

D.  APPLETON   AND  COMPANY 

1898 


18532 


Copyright,  1898, 
Bv   D.   APPLETON   AND  COMPANY. 


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PREFACE 


I  AM  more  familiar  with  the  camera  than 
with  the  pen.  but  my  range  of  personal  ex- 
periences has  been  so  wide  during  the  Span- 
ish-American War  that  I  have  been  led  to 
hope  that  this  record  of  what  I  have  seen  in 
camps,  on  battlefields,  and  on  shipljoard  will 
prove  of  interest  and  value  to  readers. 

My  thanks  are  due  to  a  very  old  friend, 
Mr.  A.  J.  Kenealy,  who  took  my  work  in  hand 
and  kindlv  saw  the  pages  through  the  press. 

J.  C.  H. 

New  York,  October  i,  i8g8. 


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INTRODUCTION. 


The  practical  application  of  modern 
photography  is  daily  becoming  more  wide- 
spread and  useful.  The  camera  is  now  a 
most  important  product  of  our  nineteenth- 
century  civilization.  It  is  an  almost  indis- 
pensable instrument  in  nearly  every  profes- 
sion and  all  the  sciences. 

Reproductive  photography  has  revolu- 
tionized periodical  and  book  illustration. 
The  photo-engraver's  camera  has  been  for 
several  years  a  most  important  agent  in  the 
preparation  of  the  great  daily  newspaper,  as 
well  as  the  illustrated  weekly  and  monthly 
magazine;  and  the  improved  hand  camera  is 
almost  as  important  an  implement  in  the  out- 
fit of  a  special  correspondent  as  his  pencil 
and  notebook.  It  is  more  effective  and 
satisfactory  than  the  sketching  pad,  and  has 
consequently  superseded  it. 


X  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

The  camera  has  long  been  a  favourite  im- 
plement of  the  chase,  capturing  the  image  of 
game  whicli  it  did  not  kill.  But  it  remained 
for  the  author  of  this  book  to  demonstrate  its 
effectiveness  as  an  instrument  of  war.  Pho- 
tographs have  been  made  heretofore  of  camp 
life,  the  fields  of  military  operations,  and  naval 
manfEuvres,  l)Ut  so  far  as  I  know  Mr.  Hem- 
ment  is  the  first  photographer  to  obtain  a 
complete  pictorial  description  of  an  entire 
war,  including  not  only  the  pictures  of  life  in 
camp  or  on  board  the  men-of-war,  but  also 
faithful  views  of  actual  engagements  both  on 
land  and  sea. 

Mr.  Hemment  has  been  a  recognised  lead- 
er for  a  number  of  years  among  the  most  skil- 
ful ])hotographers  of  the  country,  especially 
in  instantaneous  work.  ha\-ing  successfully 
photographed  with  his  special  ap])aratus — 
designed  for  him  after  his  own  directions — 
the  most  difficult  athletic  events.  An  athlete, 
also,  himself,  he  was  peculiarly  well  fitted  to 
undert.nko  the  hazardous  entor])risc  of  photo- 
graphing the  scenes  and  deeds  of  the  recent 
war  with  Spain. 

That  he  has  done  his  \\()rk  well  and  com- 


INTRODUCTION.  xi 

pletely  the  following  pages  fully  attest.  His 
pictures  and  account  begin  with  the  exciting 
scenes  which  followed  the  destruction  of  the 
battle  ship  Maine,  include  characteristic 
scenes  in  the  various  American  camps,  de- 
pict the  stirring  deeds  of  our  squadron  before 
Santiago  de  Cuba,  and  end  with  the  opera- 
tions which  resulted  in  the  fall  of  that  city 
and  the  victorious  close  of  the  war. 

Mr.  Hemment  was  not  satisfied  to  photo- 
graph only  those  scenes  which  could  be 
caught  without  danger  to  himself;  he  made 
some  of  his  most  successful  pictures  to  the 
thrilling  accompaniment  of  Spanish  Mauser 
bullets.  It  is  therefore  to  his  courage  as  a 
man  as  well  as  to  his  skill  as  a  photographer 
that  we  owe  this  very  satisfactory  pictorial  ac- 
count of  the  war  for  Cuba's  independence. 

W.  I.  Lincoln  Adams. 

New  York. 


CONTENTS. 


CHAPTHR 


PAGE 


Introduction  by  W.  I.  Lincoln  Adams,      ix 

I.— The  blowing  up  of  the  Maine  .  .  i 
My  arrival  in  Havana — The  wreck  of  the 
Maine— Welcomed  by  Captain  Sigsbee  and  Con- 
sul-General  Lee — Hostility  of  the  Spanish  volun- 
teers— Insults  to  Americans — An  arrest  and  escape 
— Arrival  of  the  Montgomery — The  Board  of  In- 
quiry— The  camera  in  the  bull  ring — With  Senator 
Proctor  among  the  reconcentrados — Brutal  Span- 
ish soldiers — Our  train  attacked  by  insurgents — 
I  bribe  the  custom-house  officers  and  depart  with 
photographs  of  the  forts. 

II. — S0LDIER.S   IN    CAMP         '.  .  .  .  .        40 

Scenes  at  Hempstead — Effects  of  red  tape — 
Drilling  volunteers — Unsanitary  conditions  in 
camps  North  and  South — Red  tape  and  transpor- 
tation. 

III.— Off  for  the  seat  of  war       ...      61 

My  work  in   packing   my  photographic  and 

other  supplies — Lessons   learned  in  Cuba  stand 

me  in  good  stead — Medical  stores  and  comforts 

— My   shipmates    and    my   vessel — Our   stay   at 

Jamaica,  where  we  buy  polo  ponies,  and  take  in 

necessary  stores. 

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xi^.  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

CIIAITER  PAGE 

I\'.— Landinc.  in  thk  knk.mv's  countrv  .  70  _ 
Our  first  encounter  with  the  American  navy 
— Welcomed  by  Admiral  Sampson  and  received 
by  Ceneral  Shafter — Interview  with  General  Car- 
cia,  of  the  Cuban  army — Insurgents  made  glad  by 
presents  of  rations — Delight  of  our  troops  at  land- 
ing— The  Red  Cross  Society  begins  its  work  of 
mercy. 

v.— WiiH  Sh.aI'Ter  .and  his  staff  .  .  87 
I  follow  the  general  on  a  reconnoitering  ex- 
pedition in  the  direction  of  Santiago,  and  photo- 
graph the  graves  of  the  Rough  Riders — From 
the  summit  of  a  lofty  tree  1  get  my  first  view 
of  Santiago — A  tropical  storm  and  difficult  roads 
make  tiavelling  arduous — Where  the  Rough 
Riders  were  killed. 

\'I. — .\KT    UNDER    DIFFICULTIES  ...         98 

In  the  dark  room  on  the  Sylvia — Quick  work 
in  printing — Back  to  Santiago  again — A  despatch 
boat's  devices. 

VII.— Bombardment  of  Morro  Castle  106 

The  Sylvia  in  the  thick  of  the  fight— A  visit  to 
a  wounded  war  correspondent  on  the  Olivette. 

\T!1.  -  .Among  thk  Cuban  pickets  .        .        .114 
Warfare  of  Cubans  and  Spaniards — Our  men 
suqirised  while  bathing — A  battle  in  undress — 
We    repulse    the    attack  —  Disguises    and    am- 
bushes. 

I.\.        TlIK    MULE    IN     IHK    (  A  M  I'AIC.N  .  .  .1:4 

I'ack  trains  and  their  drivers — Transporting 
stores  and  ammunition — The  mule  confirms  his 
reputation  for  wisdom. 


CONTENTS.  XV 

CHAPTER  .  PAGE 

X. — In  camp  with  the  soldiers         .        .130 

Incidents  during  the  advance  on  Santiago — 
Hard-tack  sandwiches  and  cartridge  pudding — 
Foraging  for  cocoanuts  and  mangoes — Evening 
amusements — The  difficulties  of  letter  writing. 

XI. — The  siege  of  Santiago         .        .        .135 

Advance  to  the  front  under  difficulties — 
Graves  of  the  Rough  Riders — Observations  by 
balloon — Grimes's  battery  opens  fire — Response 
by  shrapnel — In  the  thick  of  the  fight — Bravery 
of  the  Seventy-first. 

XII. — The  charge  at  El  Caney    .        .        .164 

Heroism  of  our  colored  troops — Bold  dash  for 
the  fort — A  correspondent's  wound — A  non-com- 
batant's prisoners — Victory  at  last — Some  unex- 
pected horrors. 

XIII.— Our  bold  Rough  Riders     .        .        .178 

Colonel  Roosevelt  as  a  fighter — He  inspires 
his  brave  men — Heroes  in  the  field — Sad  scenes 
in  the  hospitals — Criminal  incompetence  or  what  ? 
— Burial  of  a  soldier  without  benefit  of  clergy. 

XIV. — Sharpshooters  in  action    .        .        .     194 

Persecution  by  Spanish  marksmen — Narrow 
escapes  from  death — The  capture  of  the  block- 
house— Life  in  the  trenches — The  roll  call. 

XV. — The  great  naval  battle    .        .        .     206 

How  Cervera's  squadron  put  out  of  Santiago 
and  was  destroyed — Photographing  the  stranded 
ships — A  capture  of  Spanish  prisoners. 
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xvi  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

CHAPTER  PAGE 

X\'I.— Surrender  of  Santiago       .        .        .    229 

General  Miles  prevents  a  retreat — General 
Toral  yields  to  moral  suasion  and  gives  up  the 
city. 

X\'1I.— Return  of  the  Rough  Riders  .        .    236 

General  Wheeler  and  Colonel  Roosevelt  wel- 
comed at  Camp  Wikoff — Suffering  of  troops  at 
Montauk  Point — Home  coming  of  the  Seventy- 
first — Contrast  between  naval  militia  and  volun- 
teers. 

Al'I'KNDIX 263 

Hints  to  amateur  and  professional  photog- 
raphers. 

Index 273 


LIST   OF   ILLUSTRATIONS. 


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The  Maine  passing  Morro  Castle,  Havana    Frontispiece 

The  wreck  of  the  Maine 

Fort  Punta,  Havana    ...... 

The   Spanish   admiral    leaving   the   U.   S.   S.   Mont 

gomery  ...-•••• 
Spanish  divers  at  work  on  the  wreck  of  the  Maine 
Board  of  Inquiry  in  session  at  Havana 
Chaplain  Chidwick   superintending  the   transfer  of 

bodies  to  the  Bach         ..... 
Chaplain   Chidwick   offering    prayer  at   the    graves 

of  the  Maine  sailors  in  Colon  Cemetery 
A  narrow  escape  .....•• 
The  final  thrust    .....■• 
Among  the  reconcentrados  in  the  interior. 
Making  photographs  from   the  fighting   top  of   the 

Maine    ........ 

Camp  Black,  Hempstead,  Long  Island 
Peeling  potatoes  .....•• 

Breaking  in  raw  recruits  at  Camp  Black    . 
Larned,  the  polo  player,  one  of  the  Rough  Riders 
Sergeant  Goff,  died  at  Camp  Wikoff  . 
Bob  Wrenn,    tennis   champion,   one   of   the   Rough 

Riders    ......•• 

Guard  on  outpost  duty,  Camp  Black 
Troop  A  drilling  at  Camp  Black 

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After  drill  at  Camp  Black 

The  quartermaster's  and  commissary's  department 

Seventy-first  Regiment,  Camp  Black  . 
Ready  for  company  mess,  Seventy-first  Regiment 

Camp  Black  ....... 

Company  H,  Seventy-first  Regiment,  packing  up 

On  a  transport  bound  for  Santiago 

The  New  Orleans         ...... 

Admiral  Sampson        ...... 

Michigan    volunteers    landing    from     transports    at 

Siboney  ....... 

Massachusetts  volunteers  landing  at  Siboney    . 
Cuban  soldiers  watching  the  United   States   troop 

bathing  ....... 

Cuban  troops  marching  into  Siljoney 

Garcia's  headquarters ...... 

Cuban  scouts  going  on  outpost  duty  . 

Siboney,  showing  mountain  climbed  by  the  soldiers 

The  engineer  corps  landing  supplies  . 

General  Shafter  and  his  staff 

General  Shafter's  headquarters  at  Playa 

Fort  El  Pozo,  showing  heavy  dew  and  atmospheric 

effect  after  a  rainstorm 
Developing  negatives  . 
In  Siboney  harbour 
The  Texas    . 
The  Gloucester  in  action 
Morro  Castle,  Santiago 
A  scout  hiding  under  palm  leaves 
Guantanamo  Bay,  Camp  McCalla  in  distance 
A  typical  Cuban  soldiers'  tent     . 
First   blockhouse  at  Siboney,    where  the  American 

flag  was  hoisted    ...... 

Cuban  scouts  concealed  behind  stumps  of  trees 
Pack-mule  train  on  the  march    .... 


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LIST   OF    ILLUSTRATIONS. 


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Pack  mule  overcome  by  the  heat  while  taking  am 

munition  to  the  front    ..... 
Bill  Hill's  pack-mule  train  ready  to  move 
A  camp  at  Las  Guasimas    ..... 
Cavalrymen  preparing  an  early  breakfast 
Regular  officers  in  consultation  .... 
Second   United   States   cavalrymen    turning    out    a 

reveille  ........ 

The  Sixth  Infantry  near  San  Juan 

Graves  of  the  Rough  Riders  at  Las  Guasimas  . 

The   Seventy-first    Regiment   crossing    the    river  at 

San  Juan        ....... 

Part  of  the  Seventy-first  Regiment,  near  El  Pozo 

awaiting  orders  to  the  front 
In  front  of  El  Pozo       ...... 

Rough  Riders  reconnoitring  in  front  of  El  Pozo 
Cuban  soldiers  dodging  shrapnel  while  looking  for 

dead  and  wounded         ..... 
Wounded  of  the  Ninth  Cavalry  waiting  for  ambu 

lances     ........ 

At  the  graves  of  the  troopers  of  the  Tenth  Cavalry 

The  fort  and  blockhouse  at  El  Caney 

Spanish  soldiers  in  the  trenches  at  El  Caney     . 

Spanish  prisoners  captured  at  El  Caney     . 

Refugees  on  the  way  from  Santiago  to  Siboney 

Seeking  refuge  before  the  bombardment    . 

Colonel  Roosevelt  addressing  the  Naval  Reserves  at 

Fort  Hamilton       ...... 

Carrying  a  wounded  officer  to  the  hospital 

Major  Wood,  at  Playa,  directing  disposition  of  the 

wounded        ....... 

Wounded  soldiers  awaiting  their  turn  at  the  operat 

ing  tents         ....... 

Cubans,  near  San  Juan,  carrying  a  wounded  soldier 

to  the  rear  .    ...... 


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A  wounded  Rouf,'h   Rider  being  helped  to  hospital 

by  Cubans     ....... 

Members  of    the   Seventy-first   Regiment  searchin 

for  sharpshooters  ..... 

On    the    hunt    for   Spanish    sharpshooters    near   Sa 

Juan        ........ 

The  town  of  El  Caney  the  day  after  the  battle  . 
Spanish  lieutenants  on  the  way  to  General  Shafter' 

headquarters  ...... 

United    States    trooper   and    Cuban    scouts    trailin 

Spanish  sharpshooters  . 
The  wreck  of  the  Viscaya    . 
The  wreck  of  the  Cristobal  Colon 
The  Oregon  in  fighting  trim 
Cuban  soldiers  awaiting  Spanish  sailors 
An  interior  view  of  the  wrecked  Viscaya 
Starboard-bow  view  of  the  Viscaya    . 
Our  party  capturing  Spanish  sailors  . 
The  wreck  of  the  Oquendo 
The  Maria  Teresa        .... 
Lieutenant   Hobson   and   commission    boarding   th 

Maria  Teresa  ...... 

Interior  view  of  the  Maria  Teresa 
The  wreck  of  the  Reina  Mercedes 
Port-side  view  of  the  Maria  Teresa,  showing  gun 

without  breech  blocks  ..... 
The  New  York  signalling  off  Santiago 
Rough  Riders  assembled  at  Camp  Wikoff  on  day  of 

arrival    ......... 

General  Wheeler  and  General  Young  at  Camp  Wikoff 
Colonel  Roosevelt  greeted  by  Mrs.  John   A.  Logan 

on  his  arrival  at  Camp  Wikoff     .... 
The  Rough  Riders'  first  meal  at  Camp  Wikoff  . 
Lieutenants  "Yale"  Greenway  and  Woodbury  Kane 

writing  telegrams  ...... 


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Hospital  tent,  Camp  Wikoff 248 

Carrying    away    the    sick    and    wounded    at    Camp 

Wikoff   .........     250 

The    Seventy-first    Regiment    leaving    the    train    at 

Long  Island  City  .......     252 

The  Seventy-first  Regiment  on  the  ferryboat  arriv- 
ing at  the  Battery  ......     254 

Honours  to  the  Seventy-first  Regiment  on  Broadway     256 
The  Seventy-first  Regiment  on  Fifth  Avenue    .         .     258 
The  depleted  ranks  of  the  colour  company,  Seventy- 
first  Regiment       .......     260 


CANNON  AND  CAMERA. 


CHAPTER   I. 

THE    BLOWING    UP    OF    THE    MAINE. 

My  arrival  in  Havana — The  wreck  of  the  Maine — Welcomed 
by  Captain  Sigsbee  and  Consul-General  Lee— Hostility  of 
the  Spanish  volunteers — Insults  to  T^mericans— An  arrest 
and  escape — Arrival  of  the  Montgomery — The  Board  of  In- 
quiry— The  camera  in  the  bull  ring — With  Senator  Proctor 
among  the  reconcentrados — Brutal  Spanish  soldiers — Our 
train  attacked  by  insurgents — I  bribe  the  custom-house 
officers  and  depart  with  photographs  of  the  forts. 

The  cable  despatch  announcing  the  l)low- 
ing  up  of  the  battle-ship  Maine  in  Havana  har- 
bour on  February  15,  1898,  came  to  me  as 
a  great  shock.  Of  all  the  vessels  in  Uncle 
Sam's  navy,  she  was  more  endeared  to  me 
than  any  other.  I  had  known  all  her  crew, 
from  Captain  Crowninshield  down  to  the 
youngest  apprentice  boy.  The  ofiticer  with 
whom  I  was  perhaps  most  intimate  was  Lieu- 
tenant Jenkins,  and  just  before  the  sailing  of 


2  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

llic  vessel  from  the  I'-rooklyn  Xavy  Yard  1 
had  lunclied  wilh  him  in  tlie  warth-ooni.  He 
spoke  cheerily  ahoiu  the  war  ship's  mission, 
as  was  his  custom.  If  he  had  any  premonition 
of  peril  in  the  comins;-  trip,  he  effectually  con- 
cealed it  from  me.  .\s  we  parted  at  the  gang- 
way, he  wrun_c:  niy  hand  cordially  and  prom- 
ised to  look  me  up  at  my  studio  on  his  return. 

Little  did  1  think  then  that  the  next  time 
I  was  destined  to  see  him  would  be  when 
his  almost  unrecognisable  body  was  brought 
to  the  surface  of  the  harboin"  of  Havana  by  an 
American  diver. 

I  was  familiar  with  every  inch  of  the 
Maine,  having  photograi)he(l  her  from  nearly 
every  effective  standi)oint.  J^ach  successive 
telegram  from  the  scene  of  the  disaster 
was  eagerlv  scanned  by  me  for  news  of 
my  friends  aboard,  and  1  was  much  af- 
fected when  the  name  of  Lieutenant  jeid<ins 
appeared  amonn;'  the  lost.  .\s  the  exidence 
grew  more  and  more  convincing  that  the 
Maine  had  been  sent  to  the  l)Ottom  by  S]ian- 
ish  treachery.  I  grew  correspondingly  more 
eager,  for  ])crsonal  and  professional  reasons, 
to  reach   Havana  and  observe  for  mvself. 


THE    BLOWING   UP   OF    THE    MAINE.  3 

It  did  not  take  me  long  to  make  arrange- 
ments for  starting.  I  was  instructed  by  the 
United  States  Government  to  take  photo- 
graphs of  the  shattered  ship,  and  Secretary 
Long  of  the  navy  furnished  me  with  a  letter 
to  Captain  Sigsliee,  who  had  succeeded  Cap- 
tain Crowninshield  in  command  of  the  Maine, 
requesting  him  to  make  my  task  as  easy  as 
possible.  In  addition  to  this.  I  had  several 
commissions  from  pictorial  papers,  so  that, 
in  packing  up  my  traps  for  the  trip.  I  in- 
cluded a  large  supply  of  photographic  neces- 
saries, not  knowing  of  a  certainty  whether 
my  wants  could  be  filled  in  the  Cuban  capital, 
this  being  my  first  visit  to  the  Pearl  of  the 
Antilles. 

It  was  on  Saturday.  February  19.  four 
days  after  the  destruction  of  the  Maine,  that 
I  embarked  on  the  Seguranca.  bound  from 
\ew  York  to  Havana.  My  friends  fiocked 
to  the  dock  in  large  numbers  to  see  me  off 
and  wish  me  good  luck.  Nothing  of  conse- 
quence occurred  on  the  passage  to  interest 
the  public.  The  only  matter  of  personal  in- 
terest was  that  my  old  enemy  seasickness, 
with  which  I  am  afflicted  in  fair  weather  and 


4  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

foul.  aL;ain  attacked  mo.  Xothini^'  else  was 
talked  about  hut  the  destruction  of  the  Maine, 
and  nearly  all  on  hoard  hlanied  the  S|)an- 
iards. 

(  )n  Wednesday  niorninj;-  we  sighted  in  the 
distance  old  Morro  Castle,  stately  and  beau- 
tiful, a  mass  of  solid  battlemented  masonry 
before  which  the  lofty  lis^hthouse,  one  hun- 
dred and  forty  feet  in  height,  stands  up  like 
a  giant  sentry.  The  observatory  and  signal 
station  are  in  the  castle,  which  was  built  in 
1589,  and  was  at  that  time  doubtless  a  formi- 
dable defence,  but  its  gray  stone  walls,  mas- 
sive as  they  are.  would  soon  crumble  and  suc- 
cumb to  the  blows  of  modern  projectiles. 

The  entrance  to  the  harbour  is  |)ictur- 
es(|ue.  Morro  Castle  and  white- walled  Fort 
Cabana  on  the  east  and  Castle  Punta  on  the 
west  were  so  attractive  that  I  lexelled  mv 
camera  on  them  with  excellent  results,  con- 
tinning  my  operations  as  we  steamed  up  the 
bay.  taking  photographs  of  all  the  fortifica- 
tions and  other  objects  that  a])pealed  to  mv 
artistic  sense.  .Xnd  so  I  worked  on  until  we 
came  abreast  of  the  sunken   Maine. 

The  shattered  shi])  at  this  time  was  a  sight 


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THE    BLOWING   UP   OF    THE    MAINE.  5 

which  I  shall  never  forget.  I  had  last  seen 
her,  beautiful,  g-raceful,  and  majestic  in  all 
her  strength,  floating  lazily  on  the  waters  of 
Chesapeake  Bay,  all  hands  on  board  in  good 
spirits,  jolly  and  gay,  and  they  were  as  fine 
a  lot  of  fellows  as  ever  served  under  the  flag 
of  Uncle  Sam. 

Hence,  when  I  saw  her  now,  an  unrecog- 
nisable mass  of  twisted,  mangled,  charred 
scrap  iron,  formerly  the  home,  now  the  sepul- 
chre, of  so  many  brave  men,  it  would  1)e  dif- 
ficult to  portray  accurately  my  emotions. 
The  vessel  was  lacerated  and  mutilated  be- 
yond recognition.  A  single  mast  alone  re- 
mained. Her  massive  steel  beams  and 
p-irders  were  bent  and  twisted.  Her  funnels 
and  ventilators  were  rent  and  distorted.  1 
was  overcome.  I  could  not  possibly  believe 
that  this  battered  hulk  was  once  the  battle 
ship  I  knew  so  well. 

We  passed  beyond  her  to  an  anchorage 
not  far  distant,  and  there  began  the  work  of 
disembarkation.  The  day  was  a  scorcher; 
such  heat  I  had  never  encountered.  I  was 
not  in  any  way  prepared  for  this  high  tem- 
perature, but  lost  no  time  in  getting  my  traps 


6  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

together  and  lowered  into  one  of  those  boats 

that  surround  e\ery  incoming  steamer, 
maimed  by  land  sharks  eager  to  prey  on 
strangers  luckless  enough  to  fall  into  their 
clutches.  W  iiii  hag  and  ])aggage  we  were 
hurtled  oti  to  the  custom  house,  where  we 
were  the  observed  of  all  observers,  (irins  on 
the  debased  and  begrimed  faces  of  the  ped- 
dling women  and  supercilious  sneers  on  the 
countenances  of  the  haughty  dons  ga\e  us  to 
understand  that  we  were  looked  upon  as  in- 
truders, and  treated  as  such.  The  custom- 
house officials  stood  round  wailing  foj-  some- 
thing, I  know  not  what.  Soon  a  hotel  pro- 
prietor came  to  our  rescue,  lie  told  u>  that 
the  I'asaje  Motel  was  the  only  high-class 
hostelry  in  lla\ana.  We  had  heard  of  the 
Inglaterra,  but  u])  to  that  time  the  fame  of 
the  Tasaje  had  not  reached  us.  The  en- 
treaties of  mine  host,  howe\er,  were  so  win- 
ning,and  it  wris  apparent  that  he  had  so  strong 
a  ■■  pull  "  with  all  the  officials,  that  I  yielded 
to  his  blandishments,  and  was  led  o(T  an  easv 
prey,  lie  reminded  me  of  the  typical  S])an- 
ish  innkeeper.  portra\ed  so  vi\idly  in  Gil  Bias 
and  I^on  Ouixote.     ilaj)pily,  1  was  nt)t  alone; 


THE    BLOWING    UP   OF   THE    MAINE.  7 

Others  had  joined  me,  ready  hke  myself  to 
enchire  with  patience  and  philosophy  any- 
thing that  might  befall.  Our  baggage  was 
piled  into  one  of  those  numerous  mule  wag- 
ons that  swarm  in  every  street,  and  we  were 
ushered  into  a  rather  rickety  coupe  and 
started  otT  for  the  Pasaje.  The  first  thing 
that  struck  me  was  the  noticeable  narrowness 
of  the  streets  and  the  comparative  absence  of 
sidewalks. 

Obispo  Street,  through  which  we  passed, 
was  hung  from  side  to  side  and  end  to  end 
with  what  the  natives  were  pleased  to  term 
their  t^ag  of  "  blood  and  gold."  From  every 
possible  place  the  eye  met  the  Spanish  col- 
ours. Not  a  single  Cuban  flag  was  visible. 
x\fter  passing  through  several  streets  crowded 
with  queer-looking  individuals,  who  seemed 
as  though  they  would  be  benefited  by  a  bath 
and  a  full  meal,  we  arrived  at  the  hotel.  To 
us  the  landlord  and  his  servants  were  all 
urbanity,  bowing,  scraping,  and  patting  us 
on  the  back  in  a  manner  so  effusive  as  to  be 
offensive. 

We  were  shown  to  our  rooms  almost  im- 
mediately.    A  l)ed  surrounded  by  a  mosquito 


8  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

canopy  occupied  the  middle  of  niv  chamber. 
'Ihi.s  was  (HscouraL;in^-.  for  if  there  is  one  in- 
.sect  on  earth  wliich  seems  able  to  ])erforni 
cre(htal)]e  sleuth  work  where  1  am  the  hunted 
object,  it  is  the  moscpiito.  My  room  had  no 
windows,  a  tiled  floor,  and  a  wooden  ceiline^. 
It  opened  into  a  courtyard  i)retty  well  hlled 
with  .S])anis]i  army  officers,  regulars  and  aux- 
iliaries. This  liotel.  by  the  way,  was  cpiite 
a  liead(|uarters  for  the  officers  of  tlie  Havana 
vohinteers. 

Soon  dinner  was  rumomiced.  It  was  a 
puzzler  for  me.  the  bill  of  fare  l)ein^-  printed 
in  .Spanish,  and.  as  my  Spanisli  vocabulary 
was  in  inverse  ratio  to  my  appetite.  1  feared 
the  worst.  IIowe\er.  1  contri\ed  to  make 
known  my  wants  to  the  waiter  at  our  table. 
Idiis  waiter  was  a  character.  While  he  served 
us  with  |»Teat  j)oliteness,  and  was  ol)se(|uious- 
ly  ser\ile  in  our  presence.  1  noticed  that  when 
lie  went  back  to  the  kitchen  a  sinister  sneer 
came  over  his  swarthy  countenance,  which 
seemed  to  say,  "  (  )h.  those  pii^^s!  "  On  my 
left  and  ri^ht,  in  front  and  behind,  at  nearly 
e\ery  table  in  the  restaurant,  one  or  two 
Spanish  ot'tlcers  sat.     The\'  did  not   look  as 


THE    BLOWING    UP   OF    THE    MAINE.  g 

though  they  were  in  Havana  for  war,  but 
simply  for  pleasure.  They  were  accom- 
panied by  wives  and  sweethearts,  friends 
and  children,  and  were  thoroughly  enjoying 
themselves.  The  scene  recalled  the  frivolities 
of  Paris. 

After  dinner  I  strolled  up  to  the  Casa 
Inglaterra.  This  hotel  was  the  headquarters 
for  the  ol^cers  and  newspaper  men  in  gen- 
eral, and  everything  that  was  going  on  was 
hrst  known  there.  Having  with  me  Secre- 
tary Long's  letter  to  Captain  Sigsbee,  I  went 
in  search  of  him.  On  presenting  my  creden- 
tials, I  cotild  not  help  being  impressed  by 
his  frank  and  earnest  face,  which  bore  well- 
defined  traces  of  the  fearful  mental  strain  of 
the  past  few  days.  His  was  indeed  an  ardu- 
ous position,  but  he  passed  through  the  grim 
ordeal  as  a  brave  American  sailor  should,  re- 
flecting credit  on  his  coimtry  and  compelling 
the  admiration  of  friend  and  foe.  Captain 
Sigsbee  knew  that  I  had  come  to  make  photo- 
graphs for  the  Government.  He  told  me  that 
he  would  be  pleased  to  help  me  in  obtaining 
good  pictures  of  the  wreck  of  the  Maine, 
and  I  am  indebted  to  him  and  Lieutenant- 


lO  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

Comniander  W'ainwri^-ht,  executive  officer 
of  the  Maine,  for  many  courtesies. 

At  a  tal)le  in  tlie  dining  room  of  the  hotel 
sat  General  Fitzhugh  Lee,  the  American  con- 
sul general.  When  dinner  was  over  and  I 
had  l)een  presented  to  the  general  1)\-  one  of 
the  many  newspaper  correspondents.  1  took 
the  opportunity  to  present  a  letter  of  intro- 
duction to  him  which  I  had  from  Mr.  W.  j. 
.\rkcll.  The  general  shook  me  heartily  by 
the  hand.  and.  dul)l)ing  me  "  captain."  saitl 
that  lie  would  be  pleased  to  do  anything  he 
possiljly  could  for  me.  I  felt  at  last  as 
though  I  were  at  home  again,  and  after  a 
time  I  strolled  hack  to  the  Pasaje  and  went 
to  bed. 

.\fter  a  good  night's  rest.  I  woke  in  the 
morning  and  came  down  to  the  breakfast 
room  at  al)()ul  haH'  past  seven.  onl\-  to  find 
that  no  breakfast  was  served  so  early.  It  is 
the  Spanish  custom  to  take  but  a  cup  of  cof- 
fee, go  to  btisiness  for  two  or  three  hours,  ami 
to  take  breakfast  at  i  i  a.  m.  in  Cuba  scarce- 
ly any  work  is  done  in  the  middle  of  the  day. 
the  heat  being  so  intense.  Offices  and  l)anks 
close  from   i  i   a.  m.  until  2  \\  m. 


IffiiSISttM 


THE    BLOWING    UP   OF    THE    MAINE.         i  i 

After  breakfast  I  got  my  camera  and  plates 
together,  and  with  my  assistant  stowed  my- 
self away  in  a  one-horse  vehicle  (my  rever- 
ence for  age  debars  me  from  attempting  to 
describe  it),  which  took  us  to  the  wharves 
and  docks.  There  we  found  characters  and 
scenes  galore.  I  walked  along  the  water 
front  from  the  San  Francisco  dock  to  the 
Regla  Ferry,  making  pictures  of  everything 
that  struck  my  fancy.  This  part  of  Havana 
reminded  me  of  ^^'est  Street,  Xew  York. 
Here  ships  filled  with  all  kinds  of  grain  and 
provisions  were  being  unloaded  by  Spaniards 
and  Cubans.  The  rowdy  element  was  pres- 
ent on  all  sides,  and  as  I  passed  from  dock 
to  dock  I  not  unfrequently  heard  the  remark 
which  translated  means,  "  The  dirtv  Ameri- 
cans! "  While  they  did  not  insult  us  openly 
to  our  face,  sneers,  jeers,  and  ridicule  were 
everywhere  encountered. 

My  ignorance  of  the  Spanish  language 
prevented  me  from  comprehending  the  mean- 
ing of  their  words,  but  I  drew  my  conclusions 
from  the  malign  expression  of  their  counte- 
nances. \Xe  came  to  a  gang  on  a  dock,  all  of 
whom  pointed  to  the  wreck  of  the  Maine  with 


12  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

uiiniistakal)lc  ])ri(lc.  Ilicy  niailc  us  under- 
stan<l  that  they  ^ioricd  in  tliat  dastardlx-  deed. 
and  that  they  were  sorry  that  all  of  our  coun- 
trymen were  not  at  the  bottom  of  the  sea. 
All  liaxana  knew  that  the  Maine  had  been 
destroyed  purposely,  and  only  tlie  educated 
classes  affected  to  believe  that  the  ship  had 
l)een  sunk  by  an  interior  explosion.  The 
mob.  incapable  of  artistic  dissimulation,  did 
not  try  to  conceal  their  joy.  Little  did  they 
then  know  in  how  short  a  time  the\'  would 
ha\'e  to  pay  the  awful  ])cnalty  of  that  terri- 
ble outrai^'e. 

My  experience  that  afternoon  taui^ht  me 
that  the  best  way  to  treat  these  jjeoplc  was 
to  take  their  insolence  and  say  nothint;'. 

In  passiui^  along  the  streets  we  continual- 
ly came  in  contact  with  the  \'olunteer  ele- 
ment, which  was  a  most  dangerous  one.  The 
Spanish  xoluntccrs  are  bloodthirsty  and  fero- 
cious. The  Cubans  have  reason  to  hale  them. 
During  the  rebellion  their  cruelt}'  t(j  the  Cu- 
bans was  terrible.  They  maintained  a  reign 
of  terror.  l^xeryw  here  I  went  I  was  im- 
pressed b\-  the  bitter  hatred  that  exists  be- 
tween   Castilian    and    Cuban.   cause<l   bv   cen- 


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13 


tiiries  of  tyranny  and  oppression.  The  vol- 
unteers exhibited  it  more  than  any  other  class 
of  Spaniards.  They  were  licensed  lil)ertines, 
suffered  only  to  exist  because  of  their  loy- 
alty to  their  government.  They  were  perpet- 
ually looking  for  a  fight,  and  would  think  no 
more  of  firing  a  bomb  off  in  a  public  street 
than  a  cowboy  on  the  "  rampage  "  does  of 
discharging  his  revolver  in  the  air  as  he  gal- 
lops through  a  frontier  town  in  the  far  West. 
Beneath  the  thin  veneer  of  vaunted  Spanish 
chivalry  which  these  volunteers  affect,  there 
lies  a  solid  stratum  of  the  baser  qualities  of 
degenerate  humanity.  I  fear  that  in  the  re- 
construction of  Cuba  harsh  measures  will  l)e 
necessary  to  bring  them  under  control. 

The  sidewalks,  where  they  do  exist,  are 
narrow,  and  will  accommodate  pedestrians  in 
single  file  only.  The  officers  and  the  men 
of  the  volunteer  regiments  seemed  to  think 
that  they  had  the  right  of  way,  and  to  me. 
carrying  a  camera  which  was  rather  weighty, 
stepping  off  the  sidewalks  all  the  time  to 
allow  one  of  these  swashbucklers  to  pass 
seemed  useless  and  monotonous  exercise.  I 
therefore  made  a  rule  for  myself,  and  deter- 
3 


H 


CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 


mined  to  liold  niy  own.  witli  my  faitlifnl  man 
to  back  me.  On  one  occasion  1  enconntcrcd 
an  officer  of  the  Spanisli  \-olunteers.  and.  de- 
clining^ to  make  way.  remained  on  the  side- 
walk. He  glared  at  me  in  indignant  amaze- 
ment becanse  1  did  not  get  off  for  his  ICxcel- 
lency.  1  stood  and  looked  at  liim  for  a  while 
and  simp]}'  motioned,  as  mncli  as  to  say: 
"This  is  mine;  you  get  off  this  time."  lie 
did  not  seem  to  understand  wliat  I  meant, 
and  as  I  could  not  tell  him  in  his  own  lan- 
guage, and  it  was  im])OSsible  for  liim  to  ask 
me  in  mine.  I  forced  my  way  past  him.  with 
the  result  that  he  went  oft'.  Some  foreign  re- 
marks of  an  uncomplimentary  character  came 
from  this  gentleman,  but  1  ])assed  on  un- 
heeding. 

This  little  encounter  occurred  on  Cu\rd 
Street,  where  m}-  dark  room  and  little  impro- 
\ised  studio  were  located,  so  that  1  had  to 
tra\-el  up  and  down  this  street  cpiite  frecjuent- 
1\-.  I  enforced  this  regulation  of  m\'  own 
making  as  far  as  possible.  If  1  met  one  of 
the  o])i)osite  sex.  a  fashionablx'  dressed  wom- 
an, or  a  ])oor.  emaciated  creature  with  a  baby 
on  (.)ne  arm  and  seseral  more  tanking  at  her 


The  Spanish  admiral   leaving  the   U.  S.  S.  Montgomery. 


THE    BLOWING    UP    OF    THE    MAINE. 


15 


tattered  garments,  I  invariably  gave  way, 
but  whenever  I  met  one  of  the  haughty 
snobs  of  Spain's  volunteers  I  took  pleasure 
in  showing  him  that  he  did  not  own  all 
Havana. 

My  duty  sometimes  called  me  to  work 
rather  late,  developing  my  plates  and  getting 
my  prints  ready,  so  that  it  was  often  midnight 
before  I  left  my  studio.  It  was  my  misfor- 
tune on  several  occasions  to  have  some  of 
these  volunteers  walk  close  behind  me,  when 
they  took  great  delight  in  spitting  upon  my 
person.  Mark  you,  behind  my  Ijack!  I  felt 
this  more  than  once,  and  knew  it  to  be  a 
fact,  but  I  thought  discretion  the  better  part 
of  valour,  for  had  I  resented  this  insult  it 
would  have  l)een  far  worse  for  me.  I  knew 
that  they  were  cowards,  or  they  would  never 
have  done  such  mean  tricks.  I  realized  then 
that  these  Spanish  volunteers  would  prove 
themselves  poltroons  in  battle,  for  no  man 
that  is  not  a  dastard  will  do  behind  another 
man's  back  what  he  dare  not  do  to  his  face. 
One  of  the  volunteers,  a  carpenter  by  trade, 
was  so  bitter  against  Americans  that  he  re- 
fused to  make  a  few  necessarv  alterations  in 


l6  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

my  studio,  although    I    offered   him   iiaxiiient 
ai  an  cxtra\agant  rate. 

It  remained,  liowever,  for  the  arrival  of 
the  Montgomery  to  slunv  the  risk  run  by  a 
man  in  the  fullillment  of  his  (hU\,  and  the 
ohl(j(|uy  one  meets  in  a  hostile  country.  On 
the  morning  the  Montgomery  was  sighted 
several  miles  off  Morro  I  went  down  to  Fort 
I'unta  to  await  her  j^assage  into  the  narrow 
hay.  During  my  wait  I  focussed  my  camera 
on  Morro  Castle  just  across  the  hay,  when 
1  heard  some  one  calling,  as  I  thought,  to 
deride  and  ridicule  me.  1  paid  no  attention, 
when  suddenly  a  gentleman  came  up  to  me 
and  warned  me  that  the  garrison  was  about 
to  fire  on  me.  I  looked  up  in  amazement, 
and  saw  a  com])an\-  drawn  u])  on  the  para- 
pet of  Fort  l^mta.  ddieir  guns  were  pointed 
at  me  as  if  they  were  just  about  to  shoot.  An 
officer  mounted  the  ])ara])et.  and.  gesticulat- 
ing e.xcitedl}',  yelled  to  me  (in  Spanish,  as  I 
afterward  learned)  that  1  was  under  arrest. 
1  was  thus  in  a  dangerous  predicament,  for  I 
had  entered  this  fort,  without  being  hindered 
by  the  guards  at  the  gate,  with  m\'  camera 
and   my   plates.      Aly   assistant   was   with   me 


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17 


and  my  interpreter,  the  good  and  faithful 
Mike,  stood  by  me  as  a  brother  would.  He 
told  me  the  officer  was  going  to  send  a  squad 
of  men  round  to  arrest  me.  1  asked  him  why. 
and  he  replied  that,  from  what  he  could  make 
out  from  the  officer,  it  was  for  photograph- 
ing the  fort,  which  was  an  illegal  act,  pun- 
ishaljle  in  Havana  with  imprisonment,  and 
perhaps  with  death. 

I  at  once  realized  my  peril,  and  saw  that 
there  was  little  chance  of  escape,  for  I  was 
conspicuously  clad  in  a  pair  of  linen  trousers 
atitl  a  blue  and  white  sweater.  However,  I 
ordered  my  man  to  move  off  in  double-quick 
time  with  the  camera  and  plates.  This  was 
comparatively  easy,  as  people  were  allowed 
to  enter  this  fort  and  go  down  to  the  water's 
edge  without  being  molested.  As  the  guard 
had  to  make  a  considerable  detour  of  the 
fort  before  they  could  reach  me.  it  gave  my 
man  ample  time  to  escape,  which  he  did  suc- 
cessfully. 

When  the  guards  arrived  with  drawn 
machetes,  and  accused  me  of  having  photo- 
grajihed  the  fort,  I  asked  them  how  I  could 
photograph  the  fort  without  a  camera.    Hieir 


l8  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

actions  indicated  tliat  they  thought  I  had  a 
camera  in  ni\-  pocket,  for  they  examined  me 
\]\)  and  down,  and  seemed  nnicli  surprised  at 
not  being"  aljle  to  find  it.  I  told  them  that  1 
was  innocent,  and  Mike  assured  them  that 
I  was  sim])ly  an  onlooker,  and  that  the  other 
man  had  done  it.  This  recalled  my  boyhood 
days,  when  we  used  always  to  blame  the  other 
fellow.  All  excuses  were  in  vain.  I  was 
marched  off  to  the  guardhouse  and  confront- 
ed with  the  captain  of  the  guard.  Mike  was 
not  allowed  to  accom])any  me,  so  1  thought 
that  1  was  in  for  it;  and  so  I  was,  for  they 
conducted  me  to  a  dirty  cell  and  gave  me  sar- 
castic smiles,  which  led  me  to  think  1  was 
going  to  be  a  \ictim. 

In  the  meantime  my  man  had  gone  to  the 
American  consul  and  told  him  of  my  predica- 
ment. General  Lee  said  that  if  1  had  been 
so  indiscreet  as  to  ])hotograph  the  forts,  he 
could  i\n  nothing  for  me.  When  Mike 
brought  nie  this  news,  1  told  him  to  ask  the 
ca])tain  of  the  guard  to  sunnncju  the  sentry 
from  the  post  at  the  entrance  to  the  fort  and 
ask  him  if  he  saw  me  enter. 

Now,  as   luck   wouUl   ha\e   it,   this   sentrv 


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had  given  me  permission  to  pass  into  the 
fort.  As  I  was  not  carrying  my  camera,  nor 
had  anything  on  my  person  resembHng  a 
camera,  he  certainly  would  have  no  evidence 
against  me.  This  sentry  proved  my  salvation. 
He  told  the  captain  of  the  guard  that  I  en- 
tered the  fort  without  a  camera  or  anything 
resembling  a  camera,  and  that  he  knew  me 
again  by  my  blue-and-white  jersey.  In  my 
heart  I  thanked  good  old  Columbia  College 
for  adopting  these  colours,  for  they  undoubt- 
edly saved  me  from  perhaps  a  long  imprison- 
ment. After  the  captain  had  consulted  with 
several  other  othcers,  they  decided  that  there 
was  no  evidence  against  me,  and  let  me  go. 

By  this  time  the  Montgomery  was  right 
ofT  the  Morro.  As  soon  as  I  could  make  my 
way  outside  of  this  Fort  Punta,  I  looked 
round  for  my  camera,  and  to  my  great  de- 
light, skulking  behind  a  wall  which  protects 
the  street  from  the  bay.  I  saw  my  faithful  man 
Hughie.  There  he  was,  all  ready  to  shoot. 
Taking  advantage  of  the  circumstance  that 
the  guards  were  all  gazing  seaward  at  the 
saucy  Yankee  cruiser,  and  were  paying  no 
attention  to  me,  I  started  in  and  made  pic- 


20  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

tiires  of  tlic  Monl^oniory.  Then  I  turned 
the  lens  wliieli  ne\er  lies  tii)on  this  threat  and 
wonderful  fort,  which  at  best  is  btit  an  anti- 
(juated  ruin.  I  took  this  photograph  just  for 
spite,  and  then  1  followed  the  Montgomery 
into  the  inner  l)ay.  where  we  were  hailed  with 
derisive  shotits.  rotten  onions,  decayed  pota- 
toes, and  putrid  fruit  of  every  kind.  Cries 
were  heard  from  the  warehouses  along  the 
water  front  that  they  had  already  sunk  one 
of  our  ships,  and  wotdd  serve  the  Montgom- 
ery in  the  same  way. 

We  encoimtered  a  mob  at  Caberellos 
which  looketl  rather  threatening,  but,  as  1 
wanted  to  follow  the  ^Montgomery  along  and 
get  good  views  of  her  as  she  entered  the  inner 
bay,  we  forced  om'sehes  through  the  crowd, 
being  hustled  and  knocked  about  consider- 
ably. If  ever  T  felt  .strong,  this  was  the  time; 
but  the  masses  were  against  me,  and  so  I  be- 
came pliant,  and  with  cur\ed  back  and  bend- 
ing knee  wriggled  my  way  through  the  mob. 
This  rough  treatment  from  the  Spaniards 
lasted  during  oiu'  walk  along  the  water  front. 
When  we  reached  the  Machina  (custom 
house)  a  great   crowd   had  assembletl.   which 


THE    BLOWING    UP   OF    THE    MAINE.         2 1 

was  hooting,  jeering,  and  calling  the  Mont- 
gomery all  kinds  of  abnsive  names,  and  in- 
dicating by  pointing  to  the  wrecked  l^attle 
ship  the  fate  they  had  in  store  for  the 
cruiser. 

As  the  little  Montgomery  passed  close  by 
the  Spanish  men-of-war  V^iscaya  and  Oquen- 
do.  the  mob  indulged  in  more  jeers,  pointing 
out  how  easy  it  would  be  for  the  two  great 
war  ships  to  annihilate  the  American  cockle- 
shell, whose  size  they  ridiculed.  The  Span- 
iards, as  I  learned  later,  have  a  vocabulary 
remarkably  rich  in  obscenity  and  profanity, 
and  I  believe  that  they  exhausted  it  on  the 
Alontgomery.  Little  did  they  know  what 
sterling  stuf¥  Captain  Converse  and  his  men 
are  made  of!  If  they  had  been  fired  on.  the 
Montgomery  would  ha\'e  sunk  fighting,  and 
would  never  have  surrendered. 

At  this  point  we  took  a  boat  manned  by 
a  Spaniard.  Robustiano,  who  pulled  out  to 
the  Montgomery,  where  I  once  more  felt  at 
home,  and,  drawing  a  little  American  flag 
from  my  pocket,  I  stood  upright  in  the  boat 
and  waved  it  so  that  those  on  shore  could  see 
it  plainly,  and  those  on  the  cruiser  still  more 


22  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

SO.  'J'lie  boys  on  the  Montgomery,  from  the 
apprentice  to  the  execntive  oflicer.  were 
anxious  to  cheer  in  return;  but  "Silence!" 
was  ordered  from  the  quarter-deck,  and  not 
a  single  response  did  we  get.  They  did  not 
want  to  make  any  demonstration  whatever. 
This  I  was  told  afterward  when  I  boarded 
the  vessel.  Captain  Converse  and  his  men 
said  that  they  were  pleased  to  see  such  a 
show  of  patriotism,  but  could  not  answer  by 
cheering  at  that  moment. 

.\fter  making  some  good  pictures  of  the 
Montgomery  saluting  the  forts  and  the  com- 
mandant, we  stayed  by  her  to  see  the  officers 
exchange  official  courtesies,  and  became  wit- 
nesses of  the  following  incident:  The  S])an- 
ish  admiral  visited  the  Montgomery,  and 
while  on  the  deck  of  the  vessel  displayed  all 
that  oily  suavity  characteristic  of  his  race. 
When  leaving  the  vessel,  and  while  still  on 
her  gangway  at  the  starboard  side,  just  before 
entering  his  barge,  he  stopped,  drew  out 
paper  and  tobacco,  rolled  and  lighted  a  cigar- 
ette, and  began  smoking  on  the  gangway  of 
the  Montgomery,  throwing  the  small  frag- 
ments of  tobacco  on  the  steps.     This  was  an 


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^l 


unpardonable  breach  of  naval  etiquette.  An 
orderly  was  sent  to  go  down  and  clean  these 
specks  off  the  gangway,  which  he  did  with 
much  humorous  officiousness. 

That  night  was  an  uneasy  one  for  the  boys 
of  the  Montgomery.  Most  of  them  slept  on 
deck.  In  fact,  the  decks  and  the  boats  were 
crowded  with  men,  who  did  not  mean  to  go 
down  with  the  Montgomery  as  their  fellow- 
tars  had  with  the  Maine.  Eternal  vigilance 
was  kept  on  everything,  and  nothing  w^as  al- 
lowed to  approach  the  vessel  without  being 
hailed.  This  was  hard  for  the  men,  who 
would  have  much  preferred  lighting  a  bold 
and  open  foe  to  guarding  against  a  possible 
treacherous  attack  such  as  destroyed  the 
Maine. 

In  going  to  the  wreck  of  the  Maine  to 
make  photographs,  I  found  her  in  a  terrible 
condition.  Spanish  divers  were  at  work  on 
one  end,  and  American  divers  on  the  other. 
Slowly  the  work  proceeded.  Bodies  were 
being  recovered,  and  scenes  in  themselves 
heartbreaking  and  distressing  were  occurring 
every  hour.  This  did  not  seem  to  affect  the 
Spaniards  in  the  least. 


24 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


\\'hi]c  the  (li\ers  were  busy  one  afternoon 
hoisting  up  a  six-inch  gun,  one  of  them  re- 
l)orte(l  tliat  the  l)0(ly  of  an  officer  was  in  the 
forward  torpedo  room.  It  was  recovered  a 
little  later.  The  features  were  all  but  unrec- 
ognisable, l)Ut  it  was  identified  as  being  that 
of  Lieutenant  Jenkins.  1  was  on  the  wreck 
when  it  was  recovered,  and  was  so  much  af- 
fected that  I  had  not  the  heart  to  photograph 
it,  for.  as  1  remarked  in  the  opening  of  this 
chapter,  he  was  a  dear  friend  of  mine,  a  gal- 
lant officer,  and  ])oi)ular  with  his  sliipmates. 

One  day  at  a  cheap  restaurant  in  the  Plaza 
de  Lux  they  had  on  their  l)ill  of  fare  "  chick- 
en fricassee  a  la  ]\Iaine  " — in  fact,  no  oppor- 
tunitv  was  allowed  to  escape  by  which  they 
could  show  their  contem])t  for  the  intrusion 
of  the  Americans. 

About  this  time  the  board  of  incpiiry  ar- 
rived at  Havana;  they  were  there  to  secure 
evidence  from  the  divers  and  survivors  of  the 
wreck.  I  secured  a  very  good  photograph  of 
one  of  the  sessions  of  the  board,  consisting 
of  Admiral  Samjison,  Captain  Chadwick, 
Conunander  Potter,  and  Lieutenant-Com- 
mander Marix.  with  luisign  Powelson  on  the 


THE    BLOWING   UP   OF    THE    MAINE.         25 

witness  stand.  At  the  request  of  Captain 
Sigsbee  and  the  judge  advocate,  Adolph  Ma- 
nx, I  made  several  photographs  of  the  pieces 
of  plates  that  had  been  torn  by  the  force 
of  the  explosion  from  the  forward  part  of  the 
Maine.  I  did  not  know  at  the  time  I  made 
them  how  important  these  pictures  were,  but 
when  the  report  of  the  board  went  to  Con- 
gress these  photographs,  which  had  been  put 
in  evidence,  were  conclusive  beyond  a  doubt 
that  the  Maine  had  been  wrecked  from  an 
external  source,  and  that  source  a  Spanish 
mine.  It  will  thus  be  seen  that  my  lens 
played  a  significant  part  in  fixing  the  respon- 
sibility. It  seems  to  me  that  the  day  is  not 
far  distant  when  those  who  plotted  and  exe- 
cuted this  dastardly  deed  will  be  brought 
face  to  face  with  justice.  A  crime  so  stu- 
pendous can  not  remain  forever  unrevealed. 

Father  Chidwick,  chaplain  of  the  Maine, 
could  be  seen  flitting  hither  and  thither,  now 
on  the  shore  and  now  afloat,  caring  for  the 
bodies  recovered  from  the  wreck,  placing 
them  in  their  coffins,  taking  notes  of  all  marks 
of  identification  on  each  victim,  as  well  as 
those  on  their  clothing,  so  that  all  means  pos- 


26  CANNON    AND    CAMF.RA. 

sible  for  identitication  would  be  had.  Many 
of  the  l)odies  were  bront^ht  ashore  and  re- 
ceixed  an  impressix-e  burial.  The  Fire  De- 
partment of  Havana  turned  out  and  joined  in 
the  mournful  procession,  the  reconcentrados 
contributed  their  numbers  to  increase  the 
pageant,  and  many  wreaths  were  brought  and 
placed  ujxin  the  biers  of  the  victims,  whose 
remains  were  taken  to  Colon  Cemetery  and 
laid  to  rest  there  with  due  naval  honours  and 
solemn  religious  rites.  These  men.  although 
in  a  foreign  country,  rcjxjse  in  one  of  the 
most  beautiful  cemeteries  in  existence  any- 
where. Stately  palms  and  other  magnihcent 
trees  branch  out  with  tropical  luxuriance,  and 
till  the  s])aces  not  occupied  by  handsome 
monuments.  The  gra\-e  of  Holzer.  the  hero, 
stands  out  distinct  and  conspicuous.  On  this 
grave,  which  1  ])hotographed.  T  ])laced  the 
Stars  and  Stri])cs. 

llolzer  was  h'ather  Chidwick"s  indefati- 
gable and  zealous  assistant.  In  the  explosion 
his  hands  were  severely  lacerated.  When  he 
was  dying  in  the  hospital.  Captain  Sigsbee 
said  a  few  cheering  words  to  him  and  held 
out  his  hand. 


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27 


"  I  can't  shake  hands  with  yon.  Captain 
Sigsl)ee."  he  said;  "my  hand  is  not  in  con- 
dition, sir." 

"  Ah,  my  lad."  said  the  captain.  ''  you 
shipped  in  the  wrong  ship  when  you  chose 
the  Maine." 

"  No,  sir!  no.  sir!  it  was  the  right  ship.  T 
have  nothing  to  regret." 

He  (hed  soon  after. 

At  this  cemetery  a  Cuban  is  employed  as 
grave-digger  and  general  attendant.  Scarce- 
ly a  day  passed  that  this  sympathetic  patriot 
did  not  bring  flowers  of  some  kind  wherewith 
to  beautify  the  graves  of  our  sailors. 

March  4,  1898,  was  a  day  set  apart  by  the 
American  tourists  and  newspaper  correspond- 
ents then  in  Havana  as  a  day  of  decoration, 
to  be  observed  as  an  anniversary  by  Ameri- 
cans in  the  Cuban  capital.  This,  no  doubt, 
as  things  have  happened,  will  always  be  a 
memorable  day. 

Sunday  in  Havana  is  devoted  to  jollity  and 
recreation:  bullfights  are  carried  on,  and  the 
theatres  are  wide  open.  While  on  the  ferry- 
boat during  one  of  its  trips  to  Regla,  the 
scene  of  the   bullfights,   the   few  Americans 


28  CANNON    AND    CAMKKA. 

scattered  anioiii;  llic  iiiaiu  S])aniaril>  could 
nut  fail  to  realize  the  undercurrent  of  ill  feel- 
ing;". I  was  one  of  the  ])arl_\'  on  a  (to  me) 
memorable  Sunday  bound  to  the  bullfit^ht 
with  the  intention  of  making  photographs.  I 
had  applied  to  the  management  iur  lea\e. 
The  manager  \-er}'  t^ladly  granted  ])ermission. 
and  told  me  that  he  wcnild  do  all  he  could  to 
help  me  in  my  pur])ose. 

W  hen  the  bullli^ht  bc,L;an.  the  i^oaded 
bull  was  turned  loose  into  the  rin^',  and  1  felt 
somewhat  ner\-ous.  1  have  photoL;raphed  al- 
most e\erything  from  a  doghi^ht  to  a  funeral, 
but  ne\er  had  I  been  so  hii;'hly  strung'  and 
impatient  as  1  was  on  this  occasion.  Know- 
in<;"  that  1  was  anions^'  enemies,  1  tried  by  force 
of  will  to  assure  m\self  that  1  was  safe. 

The  i)osition  1  had  secured  was  favour- 
able in  all  but  one  ])articular,  which  was  that 
the  bull  was  all  the  time  in  the  shade,  instead 
of  in  the  sun.  To  oN'ercome  this  it  would  be 
necessary  for  me  to  get  into  the  ring:  but  I 
was  told  by  the  manager  that  he  was  liable 
to  a  tine  if  a  pri\ate  individual  entered  the 
ring  during  the  light.  1  waited  m\-  oppor- 
tunit\-  b\'  the  low    fence  which   encircled   the 


THE    BLOWING    UF    OF    THE    MAINE.         29 

ring,  and,  just  as  the  matador  was  about  to 
give  the  bull  the  final  sword  thrust.  I  leaped 
the  fence,  and  before  any  one  was  aware  of 
it  had  a  splendid  picture.  This  caught  the 
crowd.  Spaniards  and  Cubans,  Americans 
and  Englishmen — in  fact,  the  entire  audience 
— roared  with  laughter  and  gave  me  a  hearty 
cheer.  1  was  censured  by  the  management 
and  threatened  with  a  heavy  fine.  Aly  re- 
sponse was  that  the  negative  was  worth  it, 
and  that  if  they  wanted  some  good  pictures 
I  should  be  pleased  to  let  them  have  them. 
That  settled  it.  everything  was  lovely,  and 
the  game  proceeded.  In  the  judgment  of 
experts  who  have  taken  part  in  these  bull- 
fights, the  pictures  I  secured  that  Sun- 
day were  among  the  best  ever  made.  Re- 
turning from  the  bullfight.  I  had  ceased 
to  be  looked  on  as  an  enemy,  and  was 
quite  a  hero  on  the  boat  all  the  way  to 
Havana. 

That  evening  I  had  the  ])leasure  of  meet- 
ing one  of  Spain's  greatest  generals.  Father 
Chidwick  and  I  were  invited  through  some 
Spanish  friends  to  dine  with  General  Arrolas 
at  the  house  of  Sehor  Gonzales,  the  owner 


30 


CAXNOX    AND    CAMERA. 


of  a  lar<4'e  tobacco  warcliousc.  llis  family 
is  among  the  most  intUicntial  in  Ila\ana  so- 
ciety, and  it  contains  a  charming  young  lady 
in  the  person  of  Sehorita  Gonzales.  General 
Arrolas  is  engaged  to  this  beautiful  girl,  and 
it  was  rather  amusing  to  see  the  old  warrior 
enjoying  I'atlier  Gliidw  ick">  ((uainl  stories 
and  my  own  costermonger  songs  through  the 
medium  of  this  charming  intcr])retcr.  It  was 
e\-ident  from  the  conxcrsatioii  1  had  with  the 
general  that  while  he  was  not  greatly  em- 
bitteretl  against  the  Americans,  yet  he  con- 
sidered it  his  dut)-  to  stand  up  for  the  glory 
of  Spain.  1  am  indebted  to  Sehores  Gon- 
zales and  Gadalia  for  nuich  information  con- 
cerning Ctiba. 

W  hen  Senator  Proctor  arri\'ed  in  Havana 
to  make  his  historic  in\estigation  of  the  con- 
dition of  the  reconcentrados,  it  was  my  ]jri\i- 
lege  to  accom])any  him.  1  >a\\  all  the  hor- 
rors that  existed  in  the  hos])itals  and  among 
the  reconcentrados  of  which  Scn:ilor  Proctor 
ga\'e  a  gra])hic  report  to  Congress.  1  went 
with  him  to  Matanzas,  Pinar  del  Pio,  and 
other  points  in  the  interior,  and  witnesse<l  the 
destitution  of  the  opjiressed  Cubans  and  some 


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31 


terrible  instances  of  sickness  and   starvation 
in  the  hospitals. 

The  regnlar  Spanish  soldiers  stationed  in 
Cuba  have  no  sympathy  for  these  poor  crea- 
tures. They  gratify  their  unbridled  passions 
on  the  women  and  treat  the  men  with  bar- 
baric cruelty.  It  was  my  unpleasant  duty 
while  N'isiting"  these  ]ilaces  to  witness  unspeak- 
able scenes  of  rapine  committed  by  these 
armed  licentious  ruffians.  In  one  little  mud 
hut  covered  with  palms  there  were  living  two 
families,  each  minus  the  male  head  of  the 
household,  who  had  either  been  killed  in  war- 
fare or  in  some  private  way  in  order  that  the 
female  occupants  of  the  wretched  tenement 
might  be  easier  \ictims.  I  saw  very  young 
girls  in  a  condition  indicating  the  near  ap- 
proach of  maternity.  These  poor  creatures 
were  living  in  absolute  want  from  day  to  day. 
while  the  vile  soldiers  who  had  ruined  them 
paid  no  heed  to  their  cries  for  food.  Let  me 
draw  the  curtain  on  these  horrors,  which  cried 
to  Heaven  for  righteous  vengeance  and  have 
been  righteously  avenged. 

In  visiting  the  camps,  and  especially  the 
camp  at  Montserate,  I  had  an  opportunity  to 


32  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

investig-ate  the  regular  soldier  and  his  con- 
dition. Being  an  old  national  guardsman, 
I  knew  something  of  military  tactics,  and  was 
competent  to  form  an  opinion.  In  a])])roach- 
ing  this  camp,  where  we  were  entire  stran- 
gers, we  had  no  difficulty  whatever  in  enter- 
ing. When  1  wanted  to  make  a  picture  of 
one  of  the  sentries  charging  and  challenging 
an  intruder.  I  had  to  take  the  i)iece  from  him 
and  show  him  how  to  do  it.  Just  fancy  a 
man  wearing  the  uniform  of  Uncle  Sam  al- 
lowing any  one  to  take  his  rifle  from  him 
while  on  his  post! 

'Jdiese  soldiers  are  ignorant  beyond  con- 
ception. They  are  of  frail  and  puny  physique, 
induced  by  insufficient  rations,  and  the  mor- 
tality among  them  is  large.  Some  of  them 
had  nearly  a  year's  i)ay  due  them.  Dirt  v.  un- 
kempt, and  ragged,  they  were  a  disgrace  to  a 
so-called  civilized  nation.  They  were  simplv 
eking  out  a  nn'serable  existence.  This  I  found 
to  be  the  rule  wherever  I  went. 

Returning  to  Havana  from  Matanzas.  a 
distance  of  about  sixty  miles,  by  means  of 
the  one-horse  railroad  runin'ng  between  there 
and  Havana,  an  extra  car  was  put  on  for  the 


A  narrow  escape. 


The  final   thrust. 


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33 


special  armed  guard  accompanying  the  train. 
This  guard  is  composed  of  a  company  of 
Spanish  regulars.  It  is  not  often  that  thev 
have  a  chance  to  distinguish  themselves — 
more's  the  pity,  for  there  would  be  fewer  of 
them!  They  are  thorough  cowards,  to  say 
the  least.  On  the  night  when  we  came  in,  at 
a  point  on  the  road  eighteen  miles  from  Ha- 
vana, we  were  suddenly  fired  upon  by  a  band 
of  insurgents.  It  was  amusing  to  see  these 
Spanish  soldiers  drop  to  the  bottom  of  the 
car  and  never  return  a  shot,  although  the  car 
was  protected  with  sheet-iron  casing,  sup- 
posed to  be  bullet  proof,  and  there  were  loop-' 
holes  through  which  they  could  fire.  The 
passengers  in  the  train  were  quite  excited, 
but  it  was  not  until  one  Englishman,  a  little 
more  inquisitive  than  the  others,  exposed 
himself  to  see  what  was  going  on,  and  found 
himself  wounded,  that  we  realized  our  dan- 
ger. Xo  protection  at  all  did  we  get  from 
these  brave  soldiers  of  proud  Spain,  who  cow- 
ered and  grovelled  on  the  floor  of  the  car. 

At  this  time  the  town  of  Matanzas  could 
have  been  taken  by  five  hundred  of  our  New 

York   volunteers   without   any   trouble,   while 

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34  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

any  single  regiment,  with  the  helj)  of  a  couple 
of  good  second-rate  cruisers,  could  just  as 
easily  ha\e  routed  lUanco  from  Havana.  I 
make  this  statement  advisedly,  and  will  ahide 
hy  it. 

The  guard  mount  and  parade  m  front  of 
the  Hotel  Pasaje  every  morning  were  spec- 
tacles worthy  of  opera  bouffe.  The  raw  re- 
cruits recently  arrived  from  Spain  were  turned 
out  in  this  guard,  and  I  thus  had  a  capital 
opportunity  to  examine  them.  They  were 
lean,  hungry,  and  footsore,  and  they  marched 
with  no  military  precision.  Thev  were  not 
jnit  through  any  tactics  whatever,  but  sim- 
ply mustered,  while  the  band  i)layed  martial 
music  and  Spanish  fandangoes,  all  of  the  sol- 
diers smoking  foid-smelling  licorice  cigar- 
ettes, whiling  awa\-  an  hour  or  two.  and  imas"- 
ining  that  it  was  glory.  After  this  they 
marchc(l  in  front  of  the  palace  and  went  on 
their  lour  of  duly,  which  consisted  in  enter- 
ing the  many  warehouses  along  the  streets 
and  loafing  on  boxes  or  anything  else  con- 
venient for  the  remainder  of  the  twenty-four 
hoiu's. 

1  )uring  ni\-  sta\-  in    IIa\ana   1   made  m;ui\- 


THE    BLOWING    UP   OF    THE    MAINE.         35 

photographs  under  (Hfficult  and  trying  cir- 
cumstances, at  one  time  ashore,  surrounded 
l)v  a  crowd  of  scoffing  Spaniards,  at  another 
on  the  water.  i)erched  in  the  fighting  top  of 
the  Maine,  cheered  by  the  boys  of  Uncle 
Sam's  navy.  Making  photographs  in  a  trop- 
ical climate  is  trying  indeed.  I  found  the  heat 
and  other  difficulties  great  bars  to  successful 
achievement.  In  the  early  hours  of  the  morn- 
ing the  light  is  beautiful,  all  one  could  wish 
for,  but  when  it  comes  to  dark-room  work 
obstacles  in  ])lenty  confront  you.  A  good 
supplv  of  ice  is  absolutely  necessary,  provided 
vou  wish  to  have  some  film  remaining  on 
vour  plates  after  development.  But.  in  spite 
of  all  climatic  impediments,  the  effects  which 
can  be  obtained  in  the  picturesque  purlieus 
and  unclean  streets  of  Havana  are  varied  and 
interesting.  The  types  of  character,  from  the 
mule  driver  to  the  lady  in  white,  become  more 
fascinating  the  longer  one  remains  among 
them. 

It  was  quite  a  relief  to  visit  the  office  of 
the  American  consul  general,  there  to  meet 
his  smiling  countenance  and  jovial  salutation: 
"How  do  you  do,  captain?     What  can  I  do 


36  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

for  you  to-day?  "  General  Fitzhugh  Lee  was 
always  ready  with  some  information  that  was 
newsy,  bright,  or  ini])ortant. 

The  cnstoni-hou^c  officials  were  e\-er  on 
the  alert  for  something  to  turn  up.  I  shall 
long  remember  my  (le])ariurc  frcjm  Havana. 
During  my  slay  there  reports  reached  us  from 
time  to  time  concerning  the  critical  state  of 
the  relations  between  the  United  States  and 
Spain.  'Jdie  ofhcials  were  becoming  more  and 
more  alert  daily;  spies  of  every  description 
loomed  ii])  in  imexpected  (juarters.  The  mob 
grew  still  more  |)r()(ligal  of  their  insults. 

1  observed  one  day  that  I  was  being 
watched  with  more  than  usual  care  and  at- 
tention, and  w.'is  told  that  I  was  sus]iected 
of  ha\"ing  made  ])h()tograplis  of  the  fortifica- 
tions and  other  ])()ints  of  stategic  importance 
to  the  L'nited  States  (lo\erument.  When  the 
report  of  the  board  of  in(|uir\-  was  ready,  and 
it  was  settled  beyond  a  doubt  that  it  was  im- 
possible to  raise  the  wreck  of  the  Maine,  I 
decided  that  my  missit)n.  so  far  as  lla\;uia 
was  concerned,  was  ended.  I  realized  that 
war  between  the  two  coiuHries  was  inevita- 
ble, and   so   p!-epared   toi-  an   earl_\-   departure. 


THE    BLOWING   UP   OF   THE    MAINE.         37 

The  same  box  and  the  same  cases  in  which 
I  brought  in  my  photographic  material  did 
service  for  the  homeward  journey. 

When  all  my  baggage  was  ready  to  be  put 
aboard  the  steamer,  I  went  to  the  custom 
house,  through  which  everything  coming  in 
and  going  out  must  pass,  and  was  told  that 
I  must  unpack  my  cases  so  that  their  con- 
tents could  be  examined.  This  would  have 
been  disastrous  for  me,  for  had  I  not  taken 
photographs  of  all  the  forts  and  fortifications 
that  were  in  and  around  Havana  and  Matan- 
zas?  1  had  everything  that  would  be  of  value 
to  an  invading  force.  However,  I  soon  found 
a  way  out  of  this  difficulty.  I  knew  that  the 
custom-house  officers  at  Havana  w^ere  be- 
hind in  their  salaries  for  some  months,  and 
thought  it  possible  to  secure  a  complaisant 
grandee  willing  to  salve  his  conscience  with 
the  ointment  used  by  Shakespeare's  apothe- 
cary. Doubtless  to  his  father  confessor  he 
mumbled  something  about  his  poverty  and 
not  his  will  consenting,  provided  always  that 
his  better  nature  had  not  been  stifled  into  in- 
sensibility by  custom.  After  anointing  this 
official's  palm,  my  load  of  goods  moved  off 


]^S  CANXUX    AM  J    CAMERA. 

with  magical  promptitude.     My  effects  were 
then  transported  to  the  Yucatan. 

(Jncc  on  hoard  iliai  stout  steamer,  I 
thonglit  myself  safe;  hut.  to  my  (hsgust,  with- 
in half  an  liour  of  sailing-  lime  a  custom-house 
officer,  accomjjanied  h\-  a  poHceman,  hoarded 
the  \'essel  and  demanded  that  m\-  eft'ects — 
l)lates.  cameras,  and  all — l)e  taken  hack  to  the 
custom  liouse.  1  remonstrated,  m-i^ing  that 
my  hag-gage  and  effects  had  already  heen  ex- 
amined and  passed  hy  one  customs  officer. 
All  ex])ostulation  was  of  no  a\ail.  The  cap- 
lain  of  the  N'ucatan  said  that  1  should  have 
to  comply  with  their  orders,  so  hack  I  went, 
sad  at  heart,  not  knowing  what  the  end  might 
he.  .\rri\ed  at  the  wharf,  we  were  met  hv  a 
pompons  personage,  who  demanded  m\-  rea- 
son for  taking  m\-  elTects  on  hoard  the  \'uca- 
lan  hefore  he  had  examined  them.  1  tokl 
him  they  had  heen  ])assed  h\'  one  of  his  offi- 
cers (I his  ohicer  was  then  nowhere  to  he 
seen),  and  as  I  had  no  lime  to  lose,  the  x'e.ssel 
heing  on  the  point  of  sailing.  1  tried  the  same 
stratagem  on  this  ofhcial  that  I  had  i)ractised 
on  the  other.  This  was  just  what  he  wanted. 
After  his  "  i)alm   had   heen   greaseil,"   he  be- 


Making  photographs   from   the   fighting  top  of  the   Maine. 


THE    BLOWING    UP   OF    THE    MAlxNE.         -,q 

came  as  iirl^ane  as  only  a  Spaniard  can.  Fear- 
ing there  might  1)e  others  of  equal  rapacity, 
I  hurried  hack  on  board  ship  with  my  effects 
untouched.  \Mien  I  got  them  on  deck,  the 
Yucatan  weighed  anchor  and  steamed  out  of 
the  bay. 

In  passing  the  Viscaya  and  Oquendo.  both 
of  which  were  swinging  leisurely  in  the  dirty 
waters  of  Havana  harbour,  I  took  from  my 
pocket  the  same  little  flag  that  I  had  waved 
so  proudly  on  the  arrival  of  the  Montgomerv. 
and  tiaunted  it  in  full  sight  of  the  officers  and 
men  on  the  quarter-decks  of  these  two  mag- 
nificent vessels,  and  said  to  myself.  "  I  hope 
some  day  to  see  you  in  as  bad  a  predicament 
as  we  now  see  the  Maine!  " 

^ly  hope  has  been  more  than  realized, 
for  not  only  did  I  see  these  two  vessels,  but 
also  the  remainder  of  Cervera's  proud  fleet 
destroyed  off  Santiago  on  July  3d  l)y  the 
American  war  ships  under  command  of  Ad- 
miral Sampson. 


CIIAPTI'I^    II. 

SOLDI  HRS    IN    CAMP. 

Scenes  at  lleniji.^tcad — Effects  of  red  tape — Drilling  volun- 
teers— Unsanitary  conditions  in  camps  N'orih  and  South 
— Red  tape  and  transportation. 

Mv  tri])  from  Iia\ana  on  the  N'ucatan 
was  without  incident.  We  liad  with  u>  a 
s^reat  nian\-  ("nhan  famihes  who  were  fleeing 
front  Havana,  anticipating  tronbles  to  come. 
W'lien  we  arrix'ed  at  (|narantine.  in  Xew 
\'ork  harbour,  we  were  placed  under  the  re- 
strictions of  the  ti\e-(hiy  rule,  and  had  to 
report  to  the  hoard  of  health  to  get  otir  re- 
lease. iJuring  all  this  time  things  were 
growing  warmer  and  warmer  down  Sotitli. 
Keports  were  freeh'  and  tre(|uentl\'  circu- 
lated that  (leneral  I.ee  had  been  assassinated, 
and  that  in  disturbances  created  by  the 
mob  element  anu)ng  the  Si)anish  \olunteers 
American   resident >  had   suffered. 

I    ha\e  ah'eady   de>cribed   the   unruly   ele- 
40 


SOLDIERS    IN   CAMP. 


41 


ment  of  the  Spanish  voktnteers,  and  shown 
their  hostihty  to  the  United  States.  Had 
they  revenged  themselves  on  General  Lee,  I 
should  not  have  been  surprised  in  the  least. 
Those  capable  of  blowing  up  the  Maine 
would  think  nothing  of  killing  a  consul.  As 
a  matter  of  fact,  the  general's  life  was  in  con- 
stant peril  as  long  as  he  remained  in  Ha- 
vana. His  friends  were  disturbed  in  their 
minds  until  he  had  orders  to  quit.  When 
General  Lee  and  his  party  left  Havana,  a 
great  many  Americans  and  Cubans  took  their 
departure  with  him.  Soon  after  this  war 
was  declared. 

In  the  meantime  Uncle  Sam  had  been 
making  ready  to  meet  the  Spaniards.  Camps 
were  being  established  all  over  the  country 
— at  Hempstead,  Long  Island,  Peekskill, 
Chickamauga,  Tampa,  Washington,  Key 
West,  and  other  places.  The  call  by  the 
President  for  volunteers  was  answered  with 
remarkable  alacrity.  Our  young  patriots 
responded  nobly.  It  was  their  first  oppor- 
tunity to  show  the  stuff  they  were  made  of, 
and  right  good  stuff  it  was. 

The  first  camp  I  visited  was  Camp  Black, 


42  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

at  Hempstead,  Loi\g:  Island.  Here  the  \()1- 
unteer  regiments  of  New  \uvk  State  were 
being  assembled  preparatory  to  being  shipped 
to  the  seat  of  war.  This  is  where  the  Sev- 
enty-first, that  gallant  regiment,  was  first 
sent.  Company  11  was  sent  down  to  organ- 
ize the  camp  and  ])nt  it  into  some  "nd  of 
condition.  The\'  worked  with  '..  ame 
might  and  will  which  they  showffl  at  San 
|nan,  and  before  they  were  ther  lo"  '.ley 
had  a  white-capped  city  of  large  and  did 

proportions  ready  to  receive  the  vo'  "ers. 
Their  troubles.  howe\er.  hail  not  yt.  cc^n- 
menccd. 

St)on  after  their  arrivrd  the  terrible  wet 
weather  set  in.  eciual  in  intensity  to  the 
L'nban  rain\-  season.  Rainstorms  and  high 
winds  deluged  and  blew  down  tents  as  fast 
as  the\-  were  \n\\  up.  Xight  after  night 
men  were  comi)clled  to  sleep  on  the  wet 
ground  in  pools  of  water.  This  was  but  the 
first  instance  of  criminal  inefiiciency  so  pro- 
lific of  mom-nfid  results  later  on  in  the  cam- 
j^aign.  Cots  were  at  a  premium,  and  straw 
— even  straw  so  cheap  ancl  so  plentiful 
evervwhere — could    not    be   had.       The   cause 


SOLDIERS    IN   CAMP. 


43 


I  know  not.  What  I  know  is  that  men 
slept  or  tried  to  sleep  all  the  time  they 
were  in  that  camp  with  nothing  in  the  way 
of  bedding  between  them  and  the  wet  earth 
but  their  overcoats.  Fever  of  the  light 
malarial  kind  soon  made  itself  manifest. 
Younr-  men  accustomed  to  the  luxuries  or 
comfc  lL  of  life  for  the  first  time  in  their 
existence  -^^-ere  confronted  with  actual  hard- 
ships, 'the  nost  harmful  of  which  was  sleep- 
ing iini'-nud  puddles.  They  were  ready  and 
willir  to  make  any  sacrifices  demanded  by 
their  country,  and  I  was  much  impressed  by 
their  cheerful  spirit,  which  rose  exultant  over 
all  minor  depressing  circumstances.  At  this 
early  stage  of  the  campaign  these  generous 
souls  were  victims  of  departmental  red  tape 
and  carpet-bagging  corruption  which  were  a 
disgrace  to  the  Empire  State.  Our  official 
incompetence  has  been  duly  exploited  in  our 
leading  daily  newspapers,  not  being  one  whit 
exaggerated,  and  the  grim  results  now  rankle 
in  our  hearts.  Is  the  game  worth  the  candle? 
Will  this  fearful  lesson  of  inefficiency,  un- 
paralleled since  the  Crimean  War,  teach  the 
nation    to    do    better    in    future?      Will    our 


44 


CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 


young  men,  with  the  cxi)ericnce  of  the  Cul)an 
campaign  so  fre>h  in  their  minds,  resjjond 
with  tlie  same  cheerfnl  ahicrit\-  to  a  new  call 
f(M"  \(»lunteers  as  did  their  hrcthreii  to  the 
patriotic  missi\'e  of  {'resident  Mckinley.'" 
Let  us  hope  the\'  will. 

.\mong  the  regiments  at  Camp  I  Hack 
were  the  Sevent\-tirst,  I^'otnneenth,  Forty- 
se\enth.  Sixt_\-ninth,  a  ])ro\isional  regiment. 
and  cavalry  troo])s  .\  and  C".  which  in  all  rep- 
resented, r  shotdd  estimate,  a  total  of  fi\-e 
thousand  men.  all  at  this  time  imder  the 
connnand  of  ( ieneral  Uoe.  It  nuist  he  re- 
memhered  that  these  young  and  willing  citi- 
zens had  been  taken  frt)m  comfortable  homes 
to  face  inc\ital)le  hardshi])S  and  perha])S 
death.  The  paltry  sum  receixed  from  the 
Cioxernment  for  their  sei-\ice  was  certainl)- 
no  inducement.  In  the  various  callings  of 
ci\il  life  tlie  emolnments  are  far  larger,  while 
the  arm\-  ration  had  no  attraction  to  the  man 
accustomed  to  a  scpiare  meal  once  a  tlay. 
Men  were  detailed  from  the  dilTcrent  com- 
panies in  camp  to  aid  in  the  preparatit)n  of 
the  food  at  the  (|nartermaster"s  de])artmeiU. 
During   their  stay   in   camp   the   food   was  oi 


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SOLDIERS    IN    CAMP. 


45 


a  fair  fjuality — corned  beef  and  cabbage, 
fresh  beef  several  times  a  week,  with  good 
fresh  bread  and  plenty  of  potatoes — plain 
food.  ])nt  wholesome,  snitable  for  men  in 
robust  health.  But  even  thus  early  in  the 
campaign  the  sick  suffered  cruel  privations, 
while  those  in  good  health  endured  much  dis- 
comfort from  the  lack  of  necessary  clothing. 
In  the  first  place,  no  man  should  have  been 
called  upon  to  suft'er  the  hardships  of  camp 
life  during  the  detestably  wet  weather  which 
prevailed  all  the  time  they  were  there.  This 
is  especially  true  with  regard  to  Xew  York 
city,  which  is  the  proud  possessor  of  so  many 
costly  armories — more  than  sufficient  to  ac- 
commodate all  the  regiments  which  were 
actually  to  serve  as  New  York's  quota.  In 
these  armories  the  men  could  have  been  in 
touch  with  their  homes,  and  could  have  been 
better  prepared  for  work  in  the  field  than  at 
an  ol3scure  point  on  the  line  of  the  most 
decrepit  of  modern  railroads.  Take,  for 
instance,  the  Forty-seventh  Regiment  of 
Brooklyn.  This  regiment  was  hauled  off  to 
the  plains  of  Hempstead  before  its  rolls  were 
complete.      There   they   waited   in   weeks   of 


46  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

wet  weather  before  they  had  their  ranks  filled 
out.  all  the  time  sutTeriiii;-  nnaecustonied 
hardships. 

W  h\  eoiild  not  the  authorities  have 
withdrawn  the^e  men  from  the  eamj)  in 
Hempstead,  and  therel)y  reetihed  the  error 
of  judgment  which  sent  them  there,  ])artieu- 
lail\  when  the  movement  would  ha\e  been 
attended  with  less  cx])cnsc,  and  drills  could 
have  been  had  in  the  armories  which  the 
weather  ])re\ented  at  Hempstead?  it  is  sit^- 
nilicant  that  ret^iments  leaxin^-  this  cam]:) 
were  sent  away  with  half  the  men  ha\in<j;- 
no  uniforms  or  suppHes. 

Hempstead  Plains  was  an  ideal  location 
for  a  camp,  beint^-  on  sandy  soil,  which  ab- 
sorbs the  rain  freely.  Many  of  our  society 
leaders  who  went  to  serve  their  countrv 
with  tlie  Kou^h  Riders  have  hunted  o\er  this 
i^round.  and  otlierwise  used  it  in  excitint;" 
Sj^orts.  This  piece  of  comitr\-  was  now  con- 
verted into  a  white  city,  and  in  decent 
weather  with  projier  management  it  would 
ha\e  proxed  as  ^ood  a  spot  for  a  camp  as  the 
world  could  alToi-d. 

After  an-i\al  in  camp,  the  raw  recruit  was 


SOLDIERS   IN    CAMP. 


47 


put  through  the  A  B  C  of  military  tactics. 
First  of  all.  he  was  placed  in  the  awkward 
squad,  where  a  corporal  took  him  in  hand  and 
showed  him  the  distinction  between  riofht 
and  left  and  front  and  rear.  There  he  was 
taught  the  rudiments  of  soldier  life.  After 
undergoing  this  preliminary  licking  into 
shape,  he  was  placed  in  his  company  and  pro- 
vided with  a  rifle  and  his  uniform,  if  obtain- 
able. It  is  difficult,  as  a  rule,  for  the  average 
man  to  come  down  to  the  hard  discipline 
of  camp  life. 

The  camp  at  Hempstead  was  conducted 
on  a  war  basis.  This  was  capital  work  for 
the  men,  as  it  taught  them  what  they  would 
have  to  encounter  in  actual  warfare.  In 
walking  down  the  company  streets,  you 
met  the  strong  and  robust  fellow,  the  idol 
of  his  company,  with  stripes  on  his  arm,  won 
by  hard  work.  Next  to  him  you  fell  in 
with  one  not  less  enthusiastic,  but  less  vig- 
orous— a  slender,  pale-faced  young  man  per- 
haps from  an  office.  These  types,  so  differ- 
ent, did  equally  gallant  work  for  Uncle  Sam. 
The  lithe  and  the  wiry  often  came  through 
the  campaign  unscathed,  while  his  "  bunkie  " 


,j^  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

with  ihc  robust  ph_\si((iic  Miccunibcd  to  dis- 
ease. Tlie  lithe  and  wiry  may  be  classified  as 
Woodbury  Kane,  the  gentleman  cross-coun- 
trv  rider  and  polo  ])la_\-er.  Larned  and  W'renn, 
the  tennis  exi)erts  and  polo  men.  Sergeant 
Goff  and  Private  Cheevers.  of  the  Seventy- 
first,  were  instances  in  the  contrary  direction. 
Amoni;-  the  res^iments  of  our  Xational 
Guard  were  some  of  the  finest  marksmen  that 
ever  held  a  piece.  They  distinguished  them- 
selves as  shar])shooters  in  the  lines  before 
Santiago.  'Idiev  were  worthy  of  the  splendid 
records  made  in  their  armories  and  at  Creed- 
moor.  Among  my  many  friends  who  suc- 
cumbed to  the  gross  and  crinunal  incom])e- 
tence  which  cliaracteri/.ed  the  conduct  of  this 
campaign  was  one  especiall\'  dear  to  me.  1  le 
was  in  tlie  .Xational  Guard  with  nic.  W  e 
were  in  different  regiments,  but  each  thought 
his  regiment  the  best.  We  met  on  the  rifie 
range  at  Creedmoor,  where  we  hrst  smelt 
I'ncle  Sam's  i)o\\(lcr  and  indulged  in  wliole- 
some  rivalry. developing  our  manhood,  thanks 
to  the  untiring  efforts  of  General  W'ingate. 
'Idiis  fellow -soldier  was  known  all  o\er  the 
I'nited  States — in  fact,  all  o\cr  the  world.    I  Ic 


SOLDIERS    IN    CAMP. 


49 


excelled  in  different  branches  of  amateur  ath- 
letics, winding  up  as  all-round  champion  of 
the  United  States.  It  was  a  pleasure  to  gaze 
upon  this  man.  practically  faultless  in  phy- 
sique. He  could  have  posed  as  a  model  for 
statuesque  strength.  His  enthusiasm  for 
athletics  was  second  only  to  his  zeal  as  a  citi- 
zen soldier.  His  ambition  led  to  his  speedy 
advancement.  He  rose  from  private  to  cor- 
poral, from  corporal  to  sergeant,  and  when 
the  call  came  for  volunteers  to  go  to  the 
front,  his  regiment  not  being  one  of  those 
selected  by  the  Governor  of  New  York  to 
make  up  the  quota  on  the  first  summons  to 
arms,  he  enlisted  in  the  Seventy-first,  which 
formed  part  of  the  Fifth  Army  Corps,  and 
invaded  Cuba. 

His  ambition  was  gratified.  Soon  after 
joining,  he  was  promoted  to  sergeant.  He 
was  a  great  helper  and  encourager  of  the 
men  in  his  company.  W  hile  some  of  his 
weaker  comrades  dropped  out  on  the  way- 
side on  the  voyage  to  Cuba,  Sergeant  E. 
W.  Goff  (for  I  refer  to  him)  held  his  own 
on  the  right  of  the  company,  and  was  one 
of  the  first  to  gain  the  heights  of  San   Juan 


50  CANNON    ANIJ    CAMERA. 

and  enter  the  blockhouse.  Later  on  he  suc- 
cumbed to  the  germs  of  disease  induced  from 
sleejjing  on  the  wet  ground  at  Camp  Black, 
fostered  on  the  way  to  Cuba,  made  more 
deadly  l)y  the  commissariat  incapacity  at  San 
juan.  and  rendered  fatal  on  the  trans])ort 
which  conveyed  him  home.  l^ve  dollars 
spent  on  ■"medical  comforts"  aboard  ship 
would  ha\e  saved  this  valuable  life. 

The  general  routine  at  Camj)  Black  was 
severe  and  monotonous.  The  volunteer  was 
called  soon  after  i\\t;  in  the  morning,  when 
hot  coffee  was  ser\ed.  Ceneral  assemblv 
was  sounded  and  roll  call  was  had.  after  which 
])olicing  and  general  cleaning  up  of  the 
cam])  followed.  Breakfast  succeeded  at  eight 
o'clock.  At  Cam])  Pjlack  this  meal  was  lux- 
urious when  contrasted  witli  what  the  boys 
had  to  tackle  a  few  weeks  later.  Then  came 
guard  mount.  Battalion  drill  followed  com- 
])any  drill.  In  the  afternoon  the  manual  of 
^niall  arms  and  firing  was  carried  on.  Kx- 
l)ert  marksmen,  who  had  (jualified  at  the 
ranges  in  the  armories  and  Creedmoor.  were 
detailecl  to  instruct  the  raw  recruits,  .\fter 
hard  work  all  da\'.  it  was  cruel  to  make  these 


Bob  VVrenn,  tennis  champion,  one  of  the  Rough   Riders. 


SOLDIERS   IN   CAMP. 


51 


men  sleep  on  the  wet  ground,  without  even 
a  layer  of  straw  between  them  and  Mother 
Earth.  Malaria  and  rheumatism  were  the 
inevitable  consequences  of  this  gross  mis- 
management. 

From  my  own  experience  at  Camp  Black, 
I  am  able  to  say  conscientiously  that  the 
discipline  was  not  only  stern  but  severe. 
I  have  been  informed  that  Spanish  officers 
were  within  our  lines  at  Mobile.  Key  West, 
and  other  camps.  Had  they  been  sub- 
jected to  the  same  stringent  rules  that  I  was, 
they  would  have  learned  nothing.  No  mat- 
ter where  I  went  with  my  camera,  I  was 
stopped  and  hauled  up  when  it  really  seemed 
as  though  there  was  no  occasion.  The  cor- 
poral of  the  guard  was  often  hailed  when  it 
was  found  I  had  not  the  necessary  permit  to 
pass  me  within  and  without  the  picket  lines, 
and  I  was  unceremoniously  hauled  up  to 
headquarters.  It  is  only  just  to  say  that  I 
was  always  let  go  after  explaining  my  er- 
rand. 

Scientific  sanitarians  in  general  have  a 
lot  to  learn,  especially  with  regard  to  the 
necessarv  sinks  and  other  refuse  receptacles, 


-2  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

in  respect  to  tlieir  position  and  proximity  to 
the  commissary  (lei)artment.  Trenches  are 
duij^  in  the  ground,  three  or  four  feet  deep, 
not  more  than  one  hundred  yards  from  the 
termination  of  the  company  street,  where  the 
cooking  for  the  men  is  done.  If  the  wind 
blows  from  the  right  direction,  the  odour 
is  ahnost  unl)earable.  In  actual  warfare  in 
a  hostile  country  these  trenches  and  their 
consequent  nuisances  are  unavoidable.  Init  in 
permanent  camps  in  our  own  country  a  new 
system  of  sanitation  is  necessary.  The  sys- 
tem adopted  at  the  State  camp  at  Peekskill. 
N.  Y.,  might  be  followed.  There  the  refuse 
of  the  camp  is  deposited  in  iron  receptacles, 
and,  after  proper  disinfection,  is  removed  to 
distant  points.  The  men  in  Camp  Black 
were  drilled  in  and  round  these  sinks,  inhal- 
ing at  all  times  this  foul  air.  while  the  water 
they  drank  and  which  was  used  by  the 
cooks  was  in  close  proximity  to  the  afore- 
said trenches  and  sinks. 

Through  it  all  these  men  steadily  stuck 
to  their  guns,  and,  when  ordered  to  move 
to  a  more  southern  point,  they  responded 
with  that  life  and  dash   st)  characteristic   of 


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SOLDIERS    IN    CAMP. 


53 


our  volunteer  regiments.  They  were  or- 
dered south  to  Chickamauga,  Key  West, 
and  Tampa,  to  l)e  at  hand  and  in  readiness 
when  the  time  came  to  invade  Cuba.  The 
concentration  of  our  forces  at  Chickamau- 
ga was  thought  to  be  a  grand  conception. 
Here,  it  was  argued,  our  men  would  be- 
come accustomed  to  the  heat  which  they 
would  later  encounter  in  tropical  Cuba. 
Theoretically,  it  was  correct.  Practically,  it 
failed. 

The  departure  of  the  regiments  from  the 
city  of  New  York  was  made  pathetic  by  the 
wives,  mothers,  sisters,  and  sweethearts  of 
the  men.  The  scenes  at  the  railroad  station 
at  Long  Island  City  were  distressing.  Here 
is  where  departmental  inefificiency  in  the 
matter  of  transportation  was  first  made  mani- 
fest. The  men  then  got  a  first  taste  of  the 
sufferings  they  had  to  endure  later  on. 
When  trains  bearing  troops  arrived  at  the 
Long  Island  City  station,  there  were  no 
boats  w^aiting  to  transport  the  soldiers  to 
Jersey  City.  The  transportation  arrange- 
ments were  rotten.  I  can  not  find  words  suf- 
ficiently strong  to  express  my  contempt  for 


54 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


tlie  (|uarteniiasler  aiul  the  commissary  de- 
])artmcnts  of  these  reg'iments. 

riic  trooi)s  would  arri\e  from  Camp  iUack 
at  Long  Island  City  late  in  the  afternoon, 
after  trax'elling  over  the  dirtiest,  slowest,  and 
most  inconvenient  of  all  railroads  in  the  coim- 
try.  The  crudest  road  through  the  jungles  of 
India  is  superior.  After  s])endiug  all  day  on 
this  road,  without  conveniences  of  any  kind, 
the  men  reached  the  Long  Island  Citv  sta- 
tion in  an  exhausted  condition.  As  there 
were  no  hoats  proxided  Un  continuing  the 
journey,  the  men  were  hustled  into  the  rail- 
road yard,  wagons,  cattle  cars,  and  trucks. 
there  to  await  the  maturing  of  the  so-called 
plan  of  some  blundering  and  incompetent 
oHlcial.  It  was  impossible  for  a  la\nian  to 
trace  to  its  source  this  criminal  carelessness. 

The  men  were  kept  in  this  railroad  vard. 
with  nothing  to  eat  except  that  which  was 
brought  to  them  by  ])ersonal  friends  and 
members  of  their  families,  or  what  their  con- 
dition elicited  from  sympathizing  and  char- 
itable strangers.  Sin-ely  our  (iovermnent. 
with  its  \-ast  resources,  might  ha\e  pro\ided 
for  these  men.  and  not  ha\e  left  them  to  the 


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/*i 


i-ia  -';i 


SOLDIERS    IN   CAMP. 


55 


charity  of  the  passerby.  It  is  said  that  re- 
pu1)lics  are  ungrateful;  is  it  not  rather  the 
smah  official  in  the  employ  of  the  govern- 
ment of  a  republic  who  brings  this  discredit 
upon  the  country? 

Hour  after  hour  these  men  had  to  huddle 
in  this  railroad  yard,  in  the  broiling  sun,  the 
choking  atmosphere  laden  with  smoke  and 
cinders  from  the  locomotives,  and  with  no 
shelter  whatever.  Some  regiments  had  to 
wait  here  ten  or  twelve  hours  l^efore  trans- 
portation could  be  had  to  Jersey  City,  a  dis- 
tance which  an  able-bodied  tramp  could  have 
covered  in  two  hours.  However,  this  proved 
to  be  but  the  beginning  of  that  official  in- 
competence which  killed  more  of  our  men 
than  Mauser  bullets  in  the  hands  of  the 
enemy. 

This  delay  was  cHscouraging  in  the  ex- 
treme. As  a  matter  of  fact,  it  demoralized 
our  men.  There  was  no  possible  excuse  for 
such  official  blundering.  There  was  no  rush; 
war  had  not  been  declared;  it  mattered  little 
whether  a  day  or  two  passed  before  these 
troops  reached  the  South. 

The  arrival  of  the  New  York  volunteers 


56  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

at  the  Sotithern  camps,  where  the  regulars 
and  \okinteers  were  interming-led,  was  the 
cause  of  a  good  and  liealthy  feeling,  for  were 
they  not  brothers  in  arms,  to  go  side  bv  side 
and  shoulder  to  shoulder  to  battle?  The 
contrast  that  struck  mc  \ery  forciblx'  was 
the  difference  between  the  ofTficers  of  the 
regular  army  and  those  of  our  volunteer 
regiments.  Xow,  do  not  misunderstand  me; 
I  have  thorough  knowledge  of  these  xohm- 
teer  officers  of  whom  I  s])eak.  1  scr\ed  ten 
years  in  the  Xational  (luard  of  the  State  of 
New  \'ork  in  one  of  its  crack  regiments.  I 
know  that  these  officers  do  not  ha\e  the  time 
or  opportunit}-  to  thoroughly  master  the 
ways  and  means  of  conducting  e\'en  mimic 
warfare.  The  West  Toinl  cadets  have  ample 
time  to  study  and  thoroughly  master  all  the 
details  of  military  life.  The\-  make  of  it  a 
profession.  They  are  ])aid  to  be  shot.  ( )ur 
officers  in  tlie  Xational  ( iuard  ha\e  nothing 
l)tit  ])atriolism  as  an  emolument.  Thc\-  ai'c 
first  and  last  business  men.  Mad  lhc\  the 
military  training  of  West  Point,  and  the  later 
study  and  practice  of  the  regular  arm\-  of- 
ficers,   they    would    perhaps    make    good    sol- 


SOLDIERS    IN    CAMP. 


57 


diers.  My  modest  recommendation  is,  that 
our  volunteer  regiments  should  be  officered 
by  the  overplus  from  West  Point  for  whom 
Uncle  Sam  now  finds  no  occupation.  This 
would  be  a  benefit  to  the  nation  at  large,  and 
would  prevent  the  waste  of  intellectual  and 
plnsical  manhood  that  goes  through  the  in- 
evitable sewer  pipe  of  West  Point. 

In  going  through  the  camp  at  Chicka- 
mauga.  the  life  of  the  soldier  struck  me  as 
a  happy  one.  All  were  comrades.  They 
messed  together  in  a  jovial  manner.  The 
coloured  soldier,  always  funny,  seemed  more 
particularly  so  amid  these  surroundings.  He 
was  simply  aching  to  get  at  the  dons.  He 
did  not  forget  that  the  Spaniards  first  intro- 
duced slavery  on  this  continent. 

At  nio-httime  our  coloured  brethren  were 

o 

to  be  found  congregated  in  bunches  in  a 
quiet  little  tent  or  in  some  unseen  or  un- 
looked-for nook  making  up  different  songs 
and  verses  wdiich  were  not  at  all  compli- 
mentary. The  regimental  bard  was  present! 
In  all  the  regiments  were  many  more  or  less 
musically  inclined.  Their  instruments  were 
the  banjo,  guitar,  penny  whistle,  and  mando- 


58  CANNON"    AND    CAMERA. 

liii.  and  ihc}'  made  tlie  niLjiits  ])lcasant  in 
more  ways  than  one  l)y  singini;'  onr  familiar 
son^s.  riie  nne  ])()ssil)ly  incist  sun^'  was  that 
melo(hons  (htly.  "'renting-  'ri)-ni<;ht  on  the 
Old  Camp  ( iround."" 

This  sonj;",  started  hy  the  melody  of  the 
negro  singers,  was  taken  n])  on  all  sides,  until 
the  glorious  strain  was  sniii;"  from  the  east- 
ern part  of  the  cam])  tn  the  western  end. 
h^.ach  extremit\-  took  np  the  refrain,  and  as 
the  tenor  ])art  of  the  "  Tenting  to-night  " 
died  awaw  and  the  bass  came  in  with  its  mag- 
nificent and  melodious  recall,  it  seemed  as 
though  it  were  one  great  angelic  chorus  mak- 
ing music  in  the  twilight.  The  tiood  of  song 
affected  me  as  1  never  had  been  aft'ected 
before. 

The  negro  soldier  appealed  to  me  in  many 
ways.  Chief  of  all  is  that  happy  streak  in 
his  disposition  which  is  contagions.  This 
he  \ents  in  large  measure  by  singing  airs, 
which  gi\e  him  scope  for  improvising  topical 
songs.  One  of  these,  sung  to  the  tune 
of  T^own  in  l)ixie.  was  a  fa\'oni'ite  here 
with  them,  .and  they  took  adxantage  of  the 
blank    lines    which    the\-    had    to    till    out    to 


"^ 


X?!P^   ' 


#=^.  ■ 


SOLDIERS    IN   CAMP. 


59 


disclose   their  sentiments   toward   the   Span- 
iards. 

In  the  general  course  of  events  matters 
came  to  a  crisis.  Camps  were  struck.  Every- 
thing was  taken  along  that  was  necessary, 
and  the  troops  were  transported  to  Key 
West,  where  steamships  were  w'aiting  for 
them  to  embark. 

Here  is  where  General  ^Mismanagement 
asfain  showed  his  hand.  While  the  head  of- 
ficials  of  the  army  were  taking  jaunting  trips 
between  Washington  and  Key  West  in  pal- 
ace cars  and  other  up-to-date  railway  con- 
veniences, and  the  board  of  strategy  pulled 
an  expression  of  owl-like  wisdom  over  its  of- 
ficial face,  and  the  men  were  being  packed 
into  these  transports  as  hurriedly  as  though  a 
p-reat  battle  were  imminent  within  the  next 
twenty-four  hours,  it  had  not  been  decided 
where  these  troops  were  to  be  sent.  The 
troops  were  huddled  on  these  iron  steam- 
ships, with  a  tropical  sun  adding  to  their  dis- 
comfort. Such  suffering  as  this  our  men  had 
not  been  used  to.  They  were  penned  up  on 
steamships  like  hogs  in  a  cattle  car,  drink- 
ing warm  water,  eating  hard-tack  and  greasy 


6o  CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 

pork  while  in  plain  siij;ht  of  shore  and  with- 
in easy  access  of  fresh  provisions.  They 
knew  not  whither  they  were  to  be  sent.  At 
one  time  a  re])ort  wonld  be  in  circnlation 
tliat  they  were  to  be  shipped  to  Porto  Rico, 
only  to  be  replaced  b}-  another  in  an  hour 
to  the  effect  that  they  were  to  be  sent  to 
lla\-aiia,  when  a  wild  rumour  would  come 
along  that   they  were  bound  for  Santiago. 

At  last,  after  live  days  of  this  penning  up, 
they  started,  convoyed  by  several  war  ships 
of  the  navy,  their  destination  being  Santi- 
ago, glad  to  go  anywhere  ratlier  than  endure 
continued  uncertainty  and  heartless  deten- 
tion. Despite  all  this  ill  treatment  at  the 
hands  of  red-tape  officialdom,  when  the  news 
finally  came  that  they  were  to  go  to  San- 
tiago their  spirits  were  not  dam])cned  nor 
their  ardour  less  high,  and  1  can  truthfully 
say  that  the  best  and  boldest  men  that  ever 
took  shij)  for  an  enem\'s  country  were  leav- 
ing the  United  States  on  these  transports. 


CHAPTER   III. 

OFF    FOR    THE    SEAT    OF    WAR. 

My  work  in  packing  my  photographic  and  other  supplies — 
Lessons  learned  in  Cuba  stand  me  in  good  stead — Medi- 
cal stores  and  comforts — My  shipmates  and  my  vessel 
— Our  stay  at  Jamaica,  where  we  buy  polo  ponies,  and 
take  in  necessary  stores. 

My  next  journey  was  a  flying  trip  East, 
where  I  immediately  started  in  to  prepare 
myself  for  a  hard  campaign.  Photographic 
supplies  of  different  kinds  had  to  be  obtained 
in  large  quantities,  for  I  was  determined  to 
make  the  effort  of  my  life  in  this  expedition. 
I  wanted  to  achieve  something  which  had 
never  been  done  before. 

When  I  arrived  in  New  York  city,  I  con- 
sulted with  the  well-known  war  correspond- 
ent James  Creelman,  who  had  distinguished 
himself  in  the  war  between  China  and  Japan. 
He  told  me  that  my  path  would  be  a  mighty 
thorny  one;  that  while  he  had  made  a  great 

effort    in    that    war    to    obtain    good    photo- 

6i 


62  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

_qra])hic  malcrial.  had  ciii])li)yc(l  the  best  of 
men.  and  L;i\en  tliem  e\ery  facihtw  they  had 
al)S()lutely  failed  from  one  cause  or  another 
to  gi\e  him  practical  results. 

Mr.  W.  \\.  Hearst.  ]:)roprietor  of  the  Xew 
York  journal,  had  en^ai^ed  me  for  this  work, 
and  he  was  determined  to  spare  nothiuii^  to 
ol)tain  good  i)hotog"raphs,  so  I  determined 
to  take  along  three  different  sizes  of  cameras. 
First  chosen  was  m\-  good  and  trusty  in- 
strument, my  six  by  ten.  This  I  imagined 
would  be  the  best  all-round  camera  to  use 
in  tield  operations.  I'eing  a  convenient  size 
for  general  work.  1  su])plied  myself  witli  a 
large  cpiaiuity  of  ])lates  for  use  ^vith  it.  I 
did  not  know  how  long  the  war  would  last, 
but.  so  as  to  be  prej^ared  for  any  emergency, 
I  ec|uipi)ed  myself  with  four  gross  of  six-bv- 
ten  ])lates.  T  knew  that  a  great  deal  of  work 
would  be  done  with  our  blockading  scpiadron, 
while  my  ])art  of  it  would  be  acconi]tlishe(l 
from  a  boat;  therefore  my  eleven-by-fourteen 
camera  seemed  to  me  a  good  size  to  take 
along  for  this  work,  the  six  b\-  ten  being  in- 
tended for  land  operations  onlw  In  close 
work,     such     as     bombardments     aloni:-     the 


OFF   FOR    THE    SEAT    OF   WAR.  63 

shore,  engagements  could  be  photographed  at 
short  range  with  the  eleven-by-fourteen  in- 
strument, and  it  would  also  include  three  or 
four  vessels  in  a  picture  at  a  distance  of  from 
five  hundred  to  one  thousand  yards.  Shut- 
ters of  a  very  rapid-acting  type  were,  of 
course,  necessary:  therefore  I  took  along 
the  quickest  shutters  I  had  for  each  camera 
in  duplicate.  I  determined  also  to  take  along 
my  largest  camera,  which  was  a  twelve  by 
twenty.  This  instrument,  with  a  long-focus 
lens,  would  give  me  a  fair  picture  at  twice  the 
distance  capable  of  being  taken  with  my 
eleven  by  fourteen.  This  camera  did  splen- 
did work  for  me  during  the  destruction  of 
Cervera's  fleet. 

Having  provided  myself  with  these  dif- 
ferent sizes  of  cameras  and  a  variety  of  lenses 
of  different  focal  lengths,  it  now  remained  to 
select  plates  with  which  to  make  the  nega- 
tives and  paper  on  which  to  print  them,  to- 
gether with  the  necessary  chemicals  for  de- 
veloping. 

]\Iy  experience  in  Havana  had  taught 
me  the  necessity  of  a  goodly  supply  of  medi- 
cal stores.     Foremost  among  these  were  aro- 


64  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

niatic  spirits  of  ammonia  and  (juinine.  I 
tliought  of  the  old  adage  that  an  ounce  of 
prevention  is  worth  a  pound  of  cure,  there- 
fore I  pro\idcd  myself  with  the  following  arti- 
cles: Acetate  of  lead,  which  in  solution  is 
good  for  the  bites  of  mosquitoes  and  other 
insects;  extract  of  witch  hazel  and  vaseline, 
for  use  for  sunburn;  Sun  cholera  drops,  for 
diarrhfca;  and  rhubarb  ])ills.  for  a  mild  at- 
tack of  bowel  com])laint.  were  among  my 
supi^lies.  A  goodly  store  of  talcum  jDOwder, 
in  case  of  chahng  in  the  saddle;  court  plas- 
ter, with  a  small  case  of  surgical  instruments, 
bottles  of  nux  \-omica  and  belladonna,  for  use 
in  cases  of  extreme  fevers,  completed  my 
medical  stores.  T  also  provided  myself  with 
several  woollen  bandages  for  the  stomach, 
and.  thanks  to  these,  not  a  day  of  stomach 
trouble  did  I  ex])erience  other  than  those 
incidental  to  the  tribute  I  always  ])av  to  Xep- 
lune.  I  also  provided  myself  with  \cry  light 
woollen  undci-clolhing,  and  good  hea\\-.  stout 
solid  shoes  and  leggings,  to  prevent  the  sharp 
cacti  and  thorns  from  piercing  mv  legs.  A 
good  wide-brinnned  hat  and  light  woollen 
shirts   (sufticienl    for   lrec|ucnt    changes)   car- 


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ried  me  through.  I  also  had  several  rubber 
blankets,  which  I  used  to  cover  my  cameras 
and  plate  cases  during  sudden  thunder- 
storms. These  I  also  used  as  a  medium  be- 
tween myself  and  the  ground  at  night  for 
a  bed.  while  a  plate  case  answered  as  a 
pillow. 

Mr.  Hearst  had  chartered  the  steamer 
Svlvia  for  this  trip,  upon  which  I  had  fitted 
a  dark  room  for  developing,  which,  though 
not  elaborate,  was  convenient.  The  Sylvia 
carried  a  large  supply  of  ice.  As  I  had  been 
down  in  this  tropical  climate  of  Cuba  off  and 
on  for  a  period  of  three  months,  I  knew  the 
absolute  necessity  of  a  large  quantity  of  this 
commodity  for  photographic  purposes.  I 
determined  to  be  equipped  for  all  emergen- 
cies, the  thick  of  battle  on  land  and  among 
the  flying  shells  on  the  water.  Thus  I  pre- 
pared myself  in  every  way  with  duplicates 
of  almost  everything  for  practical  use.  The 
getting  together  of  all  these  necessary  chem- 
icals and  photographic  materials  was  no  easy 
job. 

On  board  the  Sylvia  I  had  sufficient  pho- 
tographic    material     to     start     an     ordinary 


66  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

photograph  supply  shop.  We  left  New  York 
for  the  seat  of  war.  excellently  equipped  to 
reiK)rt  all  ua\al  and  niilitar\-  hapi)enings. 
Mr.  Mearst's  intention  was  to  (le])ict  and  de- 
scribe to  his  fellow-citizens  the  events  at  the 
seat  of  war  with  all  the  vividness  and  ac- 
curacy possible  to  camera  and  pen. 

Our  ])arty  consisted  of  Mr.  W.  R.  Hearst, 
Messrs.  J.  Follansbee,  James  Creelman,  and 
G.  Pancoast,  myself,  and  my  assistants. 
iVmong  the  other  supplies  on  the  Sylvia  was  a 
l)rintino-  machine  and  the  material  necessary 
to  print  the  tirst  ])a])er  in  Cuba  after  it  came 
into  the  possession  of  the  I'nited  States. 
We  did  not  go  direct  to  Santiago,  but  headed 
for  and  reached  Kingston,  Jamaica.  Here 
we  replenished  our  stores  and  provisions,  and 
purchased  se\-eral  polo  ponies. 

Saturda}'  afternoon  in  Jamaica  is  always 
a  ])ictures(pie  scene.  It  is  a  half  holiday,  the 
morning  being  devoted  to  marketing.  The 
natix'cs  for  miles  around  journex-  on  foot  to 
Kingston  with  fruits  and  Ncgetables,  carried 
on  their  heads  and  on  their  donkex's.  to  ex- 
change with  the  storekeepers  for  groceries. 
The  main  road   leading  into   Jvingston  from 


OFF    FOR    THE    SEAT    OF    WAR.  ^y 

the  Crystal  Spring  Hotel  is  generally  blocked 
for  miles  on  Saturday  afternoons.  The  crowd 
consists  for  the  most  part  of  native  women. 
With  their  gaily  coloured  bandanas  and 
their  clothes  of  yellow  and  red,  swinging 
along  at  an  easy  and  graceful  gait,  they  make 
a  spectacle  pleasing  and  picturesque.  Xow 
and  then  one  saw  a  market  woman  struggling 
with  that  ingrained  obstinacy  ever  present 
in  the  descendants  of  Balaam's  beast  of  bur- 
den. A  little  farther  on  one  was  confronted 
with  a  brace  of  asses,  upon  which  were  lashed 
packs  with  a  woman  on  top.  Some  of  these 
women  travel  from  ten  to  fifteen  miles  to 
King-ston  with  fruit,  their  entire  stock  not 
being  worth  more  than  six  or  eight  English 
shillings  (from  a  dollar  and  a  half  to  two 
dollars). 

The  road  is  wide  and  dusty,  and  among 
the  people  you  meet  are  the  native  soldiers, 
swaggering  along  in  pairs  in  the  middle  of 
the  road,  attired  in  Zouave  uniform,  with 
turbans  cocked  jauntily  on  their  heads  in 
the  same  way  they  wore  them  through  the 
Soudan. 

I  noted  an  incident  which  struck  me  as 


68  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

cliaractcristic.  While  \vc  were  .^'oing  along 
this  road,  about  two  or  three  miles  from 
Kingston,  two  planters  on  horseback  came 
riding  furiously  and  recklessly  by.  They 
were  yelling  and  shouting  for  every  one  to 
clear  the  way.  A  woman  and  her  daughter 
were  much  in  doubt  which  way  to  turn  to 
avoid  them.  They  were  run  down  and  very 
severely  hurt  by  one  of  the  riders.  Imme- 
diately loud  cries  came  from  their  trav- 
elling companions,  and  a  great  conmiotion 
ensued,  which  resulted  in  the  advance  guard 
of  this  strange  procession  forming  in  the 
road  so  as  to  bar  the  progress  of  the  horse- 
men, and  a  native  with  great  dignitv  and 
ceremony  arrested  and  marched  the  offender 
to  the  Kingston  jail.  The  woman  and  her 
daughter  were  jMcked  up;  both  were  bleed- 
ing profusely. 

The  women  in  ijiis  returning  ])rocession 
marched  along,  singing  and  joking,  haj)pv 
and  smoking,  as  though  life  was  but  a  huge 
joke.  Four  or  five  miles  outside  of  Kings- 
ton on  this  road  we  reached  the  racecourse. 
Here  we  bought  some  polo  ponies  for  use 
during   our   Cuban    campaign.      The    C'rvstal 


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69 


Springs  Hotel  was  our  next  objective  point, 
which  we  found  a  very  pleasant  place  to 
dine.  After  dinner  we  returned  on  board 
the  Sylvia,  where  we  found  our  live  stock 
already  delivered.  Captain  Clark  was  thus 
ready  to  heave  up  anchor  and  proceed  to  San- 
tiago de  Cuba  on  June  i8th. 


CHAPTER   IV. 

LANDING    IN    THE    ENEMy's    COUNTRY. 

Our  first  encounter  with  the  American  navy — Welcomed  by 
Admiral  Sampson  and  received  by  General  Shafter — Inter- 
view with  General  Garcia,  of  the  Cuban  army — Insurgents 
made  glad  by  presents  of  rations — Delight  of  our  troops 
at  landing— The  Red  Cross  Society  begins  its  work  of 
mercy. 

Leaving  Kingston  on  a  beautiful  Sun- 
day mornino^,  we  passed  picturescjue  and 
placid  Port  Royal  and  steamed  out  ui)on  the 
bosom  of  the  Caribbean  Sea  toward  Santi- 
a,<;o.  The  bosom  of  the  Caribbean  Sea  at 
times  may  be  a  fit  place  to  pillow  a  babe, 
but  on  this  occasion  it  was  no  cradle.  After 
tumbling-  around  for  ten  hours,  the  good 
ship  Syhia  arrived  ofT  the  tuouth  of  Santiago 
harbour,  just  outside  the  blockatling  scjuad- 
ron.  when  we  were  suddenly  hailed  and 
brought  to  by  the  Xew  Orleans,  from  whose 
mast   fluttered   the  signal,   "  Where  are  you 

bound    for?  "    and    before    we    could    answer 
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LANDING    IN    THE    ENEMY'S   COUNTRY.    71 

they  hoisted  another  signal   to   the  breeze, 
"  We  want  to  board  you,  sir." 

As  we  wished  to  make  ourselves  known, 
we  had  no  serious  objection  to  meeting  one 
of  the  squadron  guarding  the  once  elusive 
but  now  bottled  Cervera.  An  officer  from 
the  Xew  Orleans  put  off  in  a  wdialeboat, 
which  came  alongside  our  vessel.  The  of- 
ficer mounted  to  the  deck,  inquired  our  mis- 
sion, and  asked  our  intentions.  We  told 
him  we  were  there  to  picture  to  the  life  the 
doings  of  the  American  fleet.  This  officer 
looked  hotter  than  he  really  was,  for.  in  the 
first  place,  he  was  red-headed,  and  great 
beads  of  perspiration  were  rolling  down  his 
cheeks.  He  was  one  of  those  typical  naval 
men  with  whom  one  comes  in  contact  very 
often  at  Hampton  Roads.  While  he  ap- 
peared to  be  a  veritable  devil,  he  was  really 
a  most  genial,  gentlemanly,  and  good- 
hearted  fellow.  He  told  us  all  that  had  oc- 
curred during  the  preceding  week,  and  gave 
us  a  great  deal  of  information.  He  added 
that  he  was  glad  to  see  us,  and  that  no  doubt 
we  would  be  welcomed  by  the  rest  of  the 
scjuadron.     We  told  him  that  we  wanted  to 


72  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

rei)()rt  to  Admiral  Sampson,  in  order  that 
we  might  have  our  papers  coimtersigned. 
He  then  signalled  to  the  Xew  Orleans,  wis- 
wagging  with  his  cap  for  the  jnn-pose.  and 
told  them  the  result  of  his  hoarding  trip. 
An  answer  to  i)roceed  was  received.  Bid- 
ding us  good  luck,  the  officer  got  into  his 
own  hoat,  and.  after  making  a  good  pic- 
ture of  the  Xew  Orleans,  we  proceeded  to 
Admiral  Sampson's  flagshij),  the  Xew  York. 
half  a  mile  distant. 

When  within  hailing  distance  of  the  flag- 
ship, we  told  them  we  would  like  to  hoard 
her.  Receiving  permission.  Mr.  Hearst.  Mr. 
Creelman.  and  myself  put  off  in  the  Sylvia's 
steam  launch.  Xow.  this  steam  launch  was 
a  thing  of  heauty.  hut  not  a  joy  forever  while 
in  use,  for  upon  starting  for  the  Xew  York 
she  became  obstreperous,  and  would  not  re- 
spond to  the  coaxings  of  the  engineer  and 
coxswain.  By  and  by  we  reached  the  side 
of  the  Xew  York.  and.  as  she  was  stripped 
for  fighting,  there  was  no  elaborate  "-an"-- 
way  ladder  down  the  side  by  which  to  reach 
her  deck,  so  we  had  to  scramble  up  the  sea 
ladder. 


Admiral  Sampson. 


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73 


Upon  reaching  the  quarter-deck  of  the 
New  York,  we  were  met  by  the  officer  of  the 
deck,  who  incjiiired  our  mission.  I  told  him 
I  wished  to  see  the  admiral.  When  my  name 
was  announced  to  the  admiral,  he  came  for- 
ward and  bade  me  welcome.  I  had  met  him 
at  Havana,  where  he  was  serving  as  tiie 
president  of  the  naval  court  of  inquiry  touch- 
ing the  disaster  to  the  Maine,  and  there  he 
had  extended  to  me  every  courtesy  and  facil- 
ity possible,  and  he  was  glad,  he  said,  to  see 
me  picture-taking  at  Santiago.  After  wel- 
coming Mr.  Hearst  and  Mr.  Creelman,  and 
having  a  pleasant  chat,  he  told  me  he  should 
be  pleased  to  extend  any  courtesies  in  his 
power.  We  then  returned  to  our  ship,  and, 
as  we  were  now  recognised  by  the  admiral 
as  friends,  to  say  the  least,  we  were  given 
the  freedom  of  the  fleet. 

We  next  proceeded  to  Siboney,  where 
the  headquarters  of  the  New  York  Journal 
had  been  established,  and  where  we  stood 
ofif  and  on  during  the  night.  Here  we  spoke 
the  Simpson,  that  gallantly  commanded  tug, 
from  which  we  obtained  the  information  that 
General  Shafter  was  on  board  the  Seguranca. 


74  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

The  Seg-uranca  was  Xo.  29  of  the  transport 
fleet,  and  it  was  difficult  to  find  her,  as  the 
order  in  tlie  1)locka(hn_<4-  fleet  was  to  display 
no  lights  at  night.  We  wanted  to  find  (Gen- 
eral Shafter  so  that  we  might  get  our  papers 
countersigned  giving  us  the  right  of  uninter- 
rupted entry  and  exit  within  the  picket  lines 
of  tlie  land  forces.  We  had  a  long  search 
for  him.  and  were  often  held  uj)  by  a  glaring 
searchlight  on  board  one  of  the  little  con- 
verted gunboats  or  a  saucy  little  torpedo 
boat,  accompanied  by  the  hail,  "  Who  are 
you.-'  "  to  which  we  gave  the  response, 
"  Steamship  Sylvia,  of  the  Xew  York  Jour- 
nal." This  went  on  for  several  hours,  until 
at  last  we  found  the  Seguranca  in  Guanta- 
namo  Bay. 

On  this  boat  General  Shafter  had  his 
headquarters  before  he  established  them  on 
shore.  Nearby  there  hovered  several  of  the 
vessels  of  Admiral  Sampson's  fleet.  On  the 
Seguranca  we  found  General  Shafter  in  a 
mood  not  truthfully  to  be  described  as  pleas- 
ant. We  learned  that  this  frame  of  mind  was 
induced  by  news  of  reverses  to  some  of  our 
forces   under   his  connnaiid.      Ii    occuncd   to 


LANDING   IN    THE    ENEMY'S   COUNTRY.     7- 

me  that,  as  our  forces  were  on  shore,  this 
ship  was  not  the  proper  place  for  the  gen- 
eral commanding  the  Fifth  Army  Corps.  In 
my  opinion,  as  I  saw  the  general,  stripped  to 
his  trousers  and  a  light  blue  shirt,  he  seemed 
physically  unfit  for  an  arduous  campaign.  I 
knew  that  the  tremendous  heat  and  the  fa- 
tigue he  would  have  to  endure  would  be 
very  hard  for  a  man  built  on  the  lines  of 
General  Shafter.  I  found  him  in  the  social 
hall  as  one  would  find  a  passenger  on  any 
steamboat.  He  might  have  been  on  shore  to 
examine  the  coast  for  a  short  time,  but  he 
could  not  have  done  anything  further,  as  he 
had  not  been  there  long  enough.  At  any 
rate,  the  engagement  had  taken  place,  and, 
so  far  as  I  could  learn,  it  reflected  no  credit 
on  the  general  in  command. 

The  conclusion  I  came  to  at  the  time  of 
our  first  meeting — and  which,  on  reflection, 
I  have  no  reason  to  change — was  that  the  im- 
portant command  of  our  invading  army  in 
a  tropical  country,  every  inch  of  which  might 
be  contested  by  active  commanders  accus- 
tomed to  the  country  and  immune  from  fever, 
should  have  been  intrusted  to  a  more  phys- 


'j6  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

ically  acli\c  and  energetic  man.  General 
Shafter  was  reticent  witli  resj)ect  to  his 
plans.  lie  received  iis  courteously,  acknowl- 
edi^ed  our  credentials,  and  gave  us  permission 
to  enter  the  lines  at  any  point  we  saw  fit. 
We  remained  on  board  the  Seguranca  for  a 
short  time,  and  had  a  little  informal  talk 
with  him  relative  to  the  health  and  spirits 
of  his  army.  He  expressed  himself  as  sat- 
isfied with  the  men  under  his  command,  and 
added  tliat  lie  would  make  a  very  short  cam- 
paign of  it. 

We  then  returned  to  our  ship  and  retired 
for  the  night.  Xe.xt  morning  we  were  awak- 
ened early,  and  we  got  all  things  in  readi- 
ness and  went  ashore. 

The  village  of  Siboney  was  made  the 
landing  place  of  our  troops  from  the  trans- 
ports and  the  base  of  supplies  of  the  Fifth 
Army  Corps.  The  beach  at  Siboney  is  rather 
a  tricky  one.  so  that  in  landing  the  troops 
those  who  handled  the  surf  boats  had  to  be 
very  careful,  because  of  the  strong  undertow. 
A  day  or  two  previous  to  our  landing  here 
one  or  two  of  the  American  gunboats  had 
shelled  this  place  and  scattered  the  Spanish 


LANDING   IN    THE    ENEMY'S   COUNTRY.    77 

forces  then  in  possession.  As  the  retreat  of 
the  Spaniards  was  hasty,  as  well  as  without 
a  vestige  of  their  "  manana  diplomacy,"  they 
left  for  the  rude  hands  and  capacious  stom- 
achs of  the  invaders  a  quantity  of  rum  and 
wines,  cigars  and  edibles.  The  blockhouse 
just  in  front  of  this  beach  was  the  first  block- 
house over  which  Old  Glory  was  hoisted.  At 
this  place  the  Engineer  Corps  did  great  and 
useful  work  in  erecting  a  pier  in  short  order. 
The  troops  were  brought  in  on  the  trans- 
ports very  close  to  the  shore,  and  then  the 
men  embarked  in  small  boats  and  landed  in 
the  surf.  It  was  a  splendid  and  picturesque 
sight  to  see  the  many  different  regiments 
being  thus  landed.  Among  those  that  came 
ashore  on  this  day  were  the  Seventy-first 
New  York,  the  Thirty-second  and  Thirty- 
third  Michigan,  volunteers  from  Massachu- 
setts and  Illinois,  together  with  a  large  com- 
plement of  regulars. 

These  men  found  this  a  haven  of  rest  after 
the  terrible  experiences  they  had  endured 
on  the  dirty  transports.  No  sooner  had  they 
reached  the  beach  than  they  doffed  their  uni- 
forms and  plunged  into  the  sea.  How  glori- 
10 


78 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


ous  this  seemed  to  the  boys!  Those  Cubans 
who  had  been  left  with  our  troops  by  Gen- 
eral (Garcia  to  act  as  guides  and  scouts  stood 
along  the  beach  and  watched  with  amaze- 
ment their  comrades  in  arms  disport  them- 
selves in  the  surf.  It  was  quite  a  picturesque 
scene  at  which  I  pointed  the  eye  of  my  cam- 
era. Those  of  our  troops  which  monopo- 
lized the  attention  of  the  Cubans  were  the 
coloured  regulars,  and  we  have  nothing  of 
which  we  can  rightfully  be  prouder  than  the 
men  of  the  Tenth  and  Eleventh  Cavalry,  who 
soon  afterward  made  themselves  famous  and 
gloriously  gained  the  heights  of  El  Caney. 
In  the  surf  these  men  ])layed  all  kinds  of 
])ranks  and  tricks.  They  were  in  the  hu- 
mour for  doing  anything  from  taking  a  hop. 
skip,  and  a  jump  to  hauling  on  the  painters 
of  the  surf  boats  as  they  sought  a  place  of 
landing  for  the  soldiers  contained  in  them. 
They  were  always  ready  and  wilHng  to  do 
whate\'er  lay  in  their  power.  I  made  a  great 
many  ])icturcs  of  the  transports  landing"  at 
this  ])ase  of  supplies  for  the  Eifth  Army 
Corps. 

Lea\ing  the  beach  and  ascending  a  rather 


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79 


steep  incline,  we  came  to  the  railroad  track 
which  skirts  this  little  village.  Here  hos- 
pital headquarters  had  been  established  for 
the  typhoid  and  malarial  patients,  a  class 
which  day  by  day  grew  in  numbers.  Trav- 
elling along  a  short  distance  to  the  west- 
ward, we  came  upon  several  white  tents 
which  had  been  erected  as  headquarters  of 
the  different  and  numerous  newspapers  which 
were  represented  at  the  seat  of  war.  The 
New  York  Journal  had  established  its  quar- 
ters at  a  cosy  little  Cul)an  dwelHng. 

Near  by  and  to  the  right  stood  the  house 
of  the  Red  Cross  Society,  under  the  man- 
agement and  direction  of  Miss  Clara  Barton 
and  Dr.  Lesser.  Supplies  were  brought  to 
this  house  from  the  steamship  State  of  Texas, 
the  Red  Cross  Society's  boat,  which  was  then 
lying  in  the  harbour  of  Siboney.  Each  day 
the  nurses  from  the  Red  Cross  steamer  were 
landed,  and  they  administered  to  the  welfare 
of  the  men  in  this  hospital  at  that  time.  Pa- 
tients in  a  more  serious  condition  w^ere  taken 
on  board  the  Government  hospital  ship  Oli- 
vette. The  insurgent  troops  were  coming 
into    Sibonev    in    large    numbers,    and    poor, 


So  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

wretched,  emaciated  creatures  these  Cuban 
sohhers  were.  In  some  instances  the_\-  had 
scarcely  anytliin^:  in  the  way  of  attire  to 
screen  their  nu<hty.  'i'heir  outfits  in  most 
cases  consisted  of  a  few  cooking  utensils,  a 
ril1e,  machete,  and  an  empty  stomach.  It 
was  a  sight  I  shall  never  forget  seeing  these 
poor  fellows  Hocking  into  Sibonev.  They 
were  positively  without  homes,  and  did  not 
know  what  would  occur  at  the  next  mo- 
ment. Their  object  in  coming  to  Siboney 
was  to  see  General  Garcia  and  his  staff,  who 
arrived  the  following  da_\-,  and  took  up  their 
cjuarters  in  an  odd  little  Cuban  shantv 
painted  blue  and  white,  with  red  tiles  on  the 
roof  and  tropical  plants  growing  on  all  sides. 
This  house  was  situated  but  a  short  distance 
from  the  railroad  which  runs  from  Baiquiri 
to  Santiago.  In  front  of  General  Garcia's 
head(|uarters  a  part  of  our  infantry  which 
had  just  landed  was  ([uartered  and  encamped 
for  the  night. 

( )in-  first  \isit  was  to  General  Garcia's 
head(|uarters,  where  we  went  to  inter\iew  the 
genera]  on  his  long  service  for  Cuba,  and  to 
learn,  if  possible,  his  plans  for  future  opera- 


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tions.  We  found  a  very  pleasant  old  gentle- 
man, with  a  frank,  open  countenance,  dis- 
playing the  scars  he  had  received  in  the  many 
battles  he  had  waged  against  his  country's 
enemies.  When  he  stood  up  on  his  veranda 
and  bade  us  welcome,  we  saw  a  man  between 
sixty  and  seventy  years  of  age,  with  a  phys- 
ique and  frame  which  had  doubtless  once 
been  ideal  in  its  massiveness  and  strength. 
He  was  clad  in  a  pair  of  light  brown  leather 
boots,  the  inevitable  blue-striped  trousers,  a 
white  duck  coat,  and  a  large  wide-brimmed 
panama  hat  to  complete  the  outfit. 

General  Garcia  greeted  us  in  our  own 
language,  and  introduced  his  son — a  noble, 
frank-looking  fellow — and  the  other  mem- 
bers of  his  staff.  He  asked  us  to  be  seated, 
and  talked  to  us  of  the  many  hardships  and 
trials  he  had  passed  through  in  battling  for 
Cuba's  freedom,  and  informed  us  that  he 
came  to  Siboney,  at  the  request  of  General 
Shafter,  in  order  to  have  his  troops  act  in 
concert  with  the  American  forces,  and  to  as- 
sist, wherever  he  could,  by  moving  his  men  in 
harmony  with  our  own.  When  he  uncovered 
his  head  and  wiped  the  beads  of  perspiration 


82  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

frdiii  his  brow,  a  large  scar  was  to  be  seen 
in  the  centre  of  his  forehead  This  testi- 
fied to  the  fact  that  he  had  s])ilt  his  blood 
in  the  cause  of  riglit  and  hunianit\-  and  the 
liberty  of  his  country  and  its  people. 

After  talking  for  some  time,  the  general 
instructed  one  of  his  orderlies  to  have  cof- 
fee served,  of  which  we  all  partook.  Then 
his  son  brought  forward  a  Cuban  flag  which 
had  been  borne  through  many  a  hard  bat- 
tle, and  which  had  been  punctured  in  many 
places  by  Spanish  bullets.  This  the  general 
presented  to  Mr.  Hearst  as  a  token  of  hon- 
our, esteem,  and  gratitude  for  the  generous 
aid  which  Air.  Hearst  had  ever  given  to  the 
cause  of  Cuba  Libre.  While  the  ceremony 
of  presentation  was  informal,  there  yet 
seemed  beneath  it  all  a  feeling  of  intense 
sincerity. 

In  handing  over  the  flag,  the  old  general 
said  to  Air.  Hearst:  "  Whether  this  war  con- 
tinues for  three  years,  three  months,  or  three 
days  longer,  1  am  willing  to  tight  until  mv 
end  shall  come.  Uefore  that  time  does 
come,  1  trust  that  the  hopes  1  ha\e  given 
to   my   people   may    be    fultilkHl."      Then,   as 


LANDING   IN    THE    ENEMY'S   COUNTRY.     83 

he  looked  beyond  the  veranda  toward  our 
forces,  he  added:  "With  those  men  I  can 
go  through  anything  and  everything.  Vic- 
tory must  come.  We  are  in  the  right,  and  it 
must  be  so." 

The  old  man  then  waxed  warm,  his  eyes 
filled  with  tears,  and  he  uttered  the  battle 
cry  of  his  forces,  "  Viva  Cuba  Libre!  "  This 
sentiment  was  echoed  by  all  within  hearing 
distance.  I  asked  the  old  general  if  he  would 
object  to  my  taking  a  picture  of  him  at  this 
time,  and  he  very  pleasantly  acquiesced. 
The  picture  shows  him  with  Mr.  Creelman 
standing  by  his  side,  his  son  reading  a  de- 
spatch which  had  been  handed  in  from  Gen- 
eral Shafter  with  instructions  to  take  his 
forces  to  the  left  wing  and  protect  that  end 
of  the  line  to  the  best  of  his  ability. 

The  Cuban  soldiers  were  surrounding  this 
place  in  large  numbers.  They  were  footsore, 
weary,  and  hungry,  for  they  had  just  come 
in  from  the  mountains,  where  they  had  been 
fio-hting  off  and  on  for  three  years,  through 
all  kinds  of  w^eather  and  vicissitudes  of  for- 
tune. Here  some  of  the  officers  and  men  met 
their  wives  for  the  first  time  since  the  begin- 


84  CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 

niiiy;  of  tlic  Inn^-  war.  One  could  see  in  the 
faces  of  these  Cuban  soldiers  a  gleam  of 
light,  a  look  of  satisfaction,  a  ray  of  hope, 
and  a  resignation  to  do  and  die  as  they  found 
themselves  side  by  side  and  elbow  to  elbow 
witli  the  men  of  Uncle  Sam's  army.  Some 
of  these  Cubans  who  could  si)eak  a  few  words 
of  luiglish  told  me  they  never  felt  so  confi- 
dent of  success  before  in  their  lives.  It  was, 
in  fact,  as  though  new  life  had  entered  into 
them.  A  great  change  had  come  upon  them. 
They  found  themselves  buoyed  up  by  the 
sight  of  our  war  ships  afloat  and  our  army 
on  shore,  with  })lenty  of  provisions  to  sus- 
tain the  inner  man  in  a  manner  more  sub- 
stantial than  had  previously  been  their  lot 
at  the  hands  of  their  patriotic  but  weak 
countrymen. 

It  was  anuising  to  see  these  soldiers  re- 
port to  the  ([uartcrmaster  and  connnissarv 
de])artments  of  the  American  armv  for  their 
rations.  ^'ou  could  see  one  soldier  here 
gliding  along  with  a  rapid  shuffle,  a  side  of 
bacon  on  his  head,  followed  bv  others  with 
cases  and  boxes  of  biscuits.  Canned  meats 
and  edibles  of  all  descriptions  were  given  to 


Copyri({hl,  1N'.I^,  by  W.  K   ller.rsl. 

Cuban   scouts  fj^oiiit;  on  outpost  duty. 


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these  half-starved  soldiers.  It  caused  a  dif- 
ferent feeling  in  the  stomachs  as  well  as  the 
hearts  of  these  men  to  have  a  good  meal, 
and  also  prospects  of  many  others  to  follow. 
Thus  their  welcome  to  the  Americans  was 
sincere  and  cordial,  their  greetings  most  po- 
Hte. 

After  the  Cuban  forces  had  rested  here 
at  Siboney  for  a  short  while,  they  started  on 
their  march  to  the  westward,  toward  Santi- 
ago. The  day  that  General  Garcia  departed, 
while  we  knew  his  age  to  be  nearing  the  three 
score  and  ten  allotted  to  man,  he  strode 
forth  with  all  the  alertness  and  sprightliness 
with  which  he  commenced  his  first  fight  for 
libertv.  In  passing  along  the  many  trails 
which  led  to  the  American  outposts,  it  was 
not  an  infrequent  happening  to  meet  the 
Cuban  soldiery  moving  along  in  groups  of 
half  a  dozen  or  more,  some  loaded  with  food 
for  their  own  maintenance,  the  others  with 
cases  of  American  cartridges  for  food  for 
Spaniards.  Their  greeting  of  an  American 
was  always  so  cordial  as  to  make  him  feel 
entirely  at  home  with  them. 

It  often  occurred  to  me  that  I  might  easi- 


85  CANNOX    AND    CAMERA. 

ly  be  hckl  up  and  coiiiniitled  to — the  Lord 
knows  where,  through  my  ignorance  of  the 
distinguishing  marks  betw^een  the  Spanish 
and  Cuban  forces.  One  day  1  started  out  for 
the  outposts  of  the  Cuban  alHes,  whither  I 
was  l)eing  escorted  by  two  Cuban  soldiers 
who  were  not  out  of  their  teens,  but  who  had 
been  through  the  whole  war.  I  found  in  the 
course  of  our  conversation  that,  while  they 
hoped  and  truly  l)elieved  that  our  forces 
would  be  ultimately  victorious,  they  could 
scarcely  credit  the  assertion  I  made  to  them 
that  in  as  many  weeks  as  they  had  spent 
years  in  this  war  we  would  be  occupying  San- 
tiago. 


I 


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CHAPTER   V. 

WITH    SHAFTER    AND    HIS    STAFF. 

I  follow  the  general  on  a  reconnoitering  expedition  in  the 
direction  of  Santiago,  and  photograph  the  graves  of  the 
Rough  Riders — From  the  summit  of  a  lofty  tree  I  get 
my  first  view  of  Santiago — A  tropical  storm  and  difficult 
roads  make  travelling  arduous — Where  the  Rough  Riders 
were  killed. 

The  morning  after  my  arrival  at  Siboney 
I  left  the  steamship  Sylvia  bright  and  early 
and  landed  with  my  cameras  and  plates  and 
with  my  trusty  man  made  for  the  interior. 
We  tramped  along  through  the  thickets  and 
over  that  never-to-be-forgotten  hill  which 
runs  up  so  abruptly  at  the  back  of  Siboney. 
This  mountain,  I  should  imagine,  is  about  a 
mile  distant  from  the  coast,  and  it  is  very  pre- 
cipitous. We  passed  two  blockhouses  on  the 
way  up.  Near  the  first  was  the  spot  where 
brave  Captain  Capron  was  laid  to  rest.  This 
is  the  route  the  famous  Rough  Riders  took 

the  day  they  encountered  the  Spaniards  at 

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88  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

Las  Guasimas.  We  went  alonp^  this  trail  inr 
several  miles  l)efore  we  came  to  the  cami)S 
of  the  different  regiments  now  moving  on 
Santiago.  This  trail  is  used  most  by  pedes- 
trians. We  understood  that  the  lower  trail 
dowyi  through  the  valley  was  in  very  bad 
condition,  having  been  much  cut  up  by  the 
wagons  and  mule  trains  used  in  getting  sup- 
plies of  all  kinds  to  the  front. 

When  we  reached  Las  Guasimas.  we 
were  shown  the  graves  of  those  Rough 
Riders  who  had  been  killed  on  that  mem- 
orable (lav.  and  whose  bodies  were  there  laid 
at  rest.  1  made  photographs  of  these  graves, 
also  of  those  of  the  men  of  the  Tenth  and 
Eleventh  cavalry  regiments  who  had  been 
buried  near  by.  In  a  lovely  s])ot  just  be- 
yond this,  on  a  field  where  the  Rough  Riders 
had  been  fighting  a  day  or  two  previous, 
were  encam]:)e(l  the  Ninth  and  Twenty-fourth 
Regiments  of  the  regular  United  States  in- 
fantry. It  was  here  that  the  boys  of  our 
regular  arnn-  showed  theniseUcs  to  be  true 
soldiers.  To  get  a  good  \iew  of  this  camp, 
it  was  necessarv  for  nic  to  get  some  sort  of 
elevation.     1  mentioned  the  fact  to  some  of 


WITH    SHAFTER   AND    HIS   STAFF.  gg 

the    boys    who    were    standing    around,    and 
without  a  moment's  delay  a  large  limb  was 
broken  off  from  a  tree  near  1jy  and  placed 
on   the  shoulders  of  some  of  the  men,   and 
they  placed  me  on  the  top  of  it.     This  re- 
minded me  of  the  pyramid  building  for  which 
the  British  army  is  justly  renowned.     Upon 
this  living  pedestal  I  made  the  photographs 
of  the  camp.     I  passed  along  through  other 
camps,  when  I  encountered  the  military  road 
along  which  all  our  mule  and  supply  trains 
were  bound  to  go.     The  roads  were  in  a  ter- 
rible   condition.      The    mud    reached    to   my 
knees  as  I  laboured  along  the  narrow  trails, 
in  which  there  was  a  strong  nauseating  odour 
exhaled  by  the  broken-down  cacti  and  other 
pungent-smelling  tropical  plants.     Occasion- 
ally we  came  to  a  small  stream,  which  always 
proved  a  welcome  sight,  as  it  afforded  an  op- 
portunity to  get  a  much  needed  drink. 

Just  before  reaching  Playa,  where  later 
on  General  Shafter  established  his  headquar- 
ters, we  came  to  a  point  which  gave  us  a 
very  good  view  of  the  city  of  Santiago. 
While  we  were  pausing  here  for  a  short  while, 
who  should  we  see  coming  in  the  distance 


QQ  CANNON    ANI-)    CAMERA. 

but  General  Shafter  and  his  staff.  Evidently 
thev  were  on  a  reconnoitering  expedition. 
Lieutenant  Miley  was  riding  in  front  with 
General  Shafter.  l"he  general  was  mounted 
on  his  black  steed,  and  looked  very  fatigued. 
His  tunic  was  unbuttoned,  and  he  was  trav- 
elling at  a  not  very  fast  gait.  Here  is  where 
operations  commenced  for  me.  but.  confound 
it  all!  the  locality  was  not  suitable  for  good 
photographic  illustration — at  one  moment 
surrounded  by  high  trees  and  dense  tropical 
growth,  which  threw  everything  m  shadow; 
at  another  winding  through  a  narrow  road, 
which  did  not  permit  me  to  get  the  proper 
light.  This  continued  oft'  and  on  for  several 
miles.  The  sun  was  pouring  down  with  all 
the  intensity  usual  in  tropical  climes. 

The  general  was  evidently  bent  upon 
going  out  as  far  as  his  forces  had  advanced 
in  the  direction  of  Santiago.  I  followed  him 
for  several  miles,  once  in  a  while  getting  a 
"  shot  "  at  him,  vet  1  had  not  obtained  the 
picture  of  him  and  his  staft'  which  1  so  much 
wanted.  1  was  practically  wasting  plates, 
but,  fearing  1  wcnild  not  get  better  chances, 
took   what    1    could.      Soon   I   saw  a  stream 


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91 


a  short  distance  in  front  of  us  and  in  the  Hne 
of  progress.  I  made  a  wild  rush  to  gain  this 
stream  before  the  general  and  his  staff  got 
there.  I  knew  the  horses  would  want  to  wet 
their  whistles,  if  the  general  and  his  staff 
did  not.  I  gained  this  position  before  the 
general  did,  and  when  he  arrived  there,  true 
to  my  intuition,  there  was  a  halt  for  a  drink. 
The  general  allowed  his  horse  to  obtain  a 
liberal  supply,  and  took  one  himself  from  a 
friendly  canteen  handed  to  him  by  one  of  his 
staff.  I  followed  him  some  distance  farther, 
until  he  turned  in  to  what  later  on  became 
his  headquarters  at  Playa. 

It  was  here  that  I  felt  the  effects  of  the 
heat  and  exertion  I  had  just  undergone.  My 
men  caught  up  shortly  afterward,  and  we 
looked  a  sorry  lot — wet,  muddy,  and  bedrag- 
gled. We  halted  here  for  about  an  hour,  as 
the  midday  sun  does  not  give  a  good  light 
by  which  to  take  photographs.  We  seized 
the  opportunity  to  partake  of  a  little  lunch 
we  had  brought  along,  which  consisted  of 
sandwiches  and  a  half  dozen  bottles  of  gin- 
ger ale.  The  beverage  was  at  about  boiling 
point  when  we  opened  it,  and  we  were  glad 


g2  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

to  get  rid  of  the  weight  of  the  glass,  which 
we  had  Ijccn  l)ur(lciied  witli  while  travelling 
over  five  or  six  miles  of  this  almost  impassa- 
ble country. 

-Vfter  our  little  lunch,  we  proceeded  on 
toward  El  Pozo.  We  were  making  rapid 
progress  when  the  indications  of  a  thunder- 
storm appeared.  Great  rumblings  of  thunder 
and  vivid  Hashes  and  streaks  of  lightning 
soon  followed.  Just  before  we  arrived  at 
the  river  in  front  of  the  old  sugar  house  at 
El  Pozo  the  storm  burst  in  all  its  rage  and 
furv.  We  halted  under  a  large  tree,  covered 
our  cameras  and  plates  with  a  rubber  blanket, 
and  allowed  our  clothing,  as  we  could  not  do 
otherwise,  to  get  drenched  through.  The 
storm  did  not  last  very  long,  and  we  soon 
proceeded  to  our  objective  point.  By  this 
time  the  condition  of  the  roads  was  terrible. 
We  tramped  along,  however,  as  best  we 
could,  determined  to  reach  the  spot  where 
we  had  been  told  we  could  get  a  fme  \iew 
of  Santiago.  We  came  to  a  river  already 
much  swollen,  and  its  stream  rushing  down 
in  torrents  from  the  hillto]).  Through  this 
we  were  obliged  to  wade  up  to  our  armpits, 


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93 


holding  our  cameras  and  plates  above  our 
heads.  When  we  reached  the  old  dilapidated 
fort,  we  fell  in  with  the  outpost  of  the  Cubans 
in  front  of  San  Juan.  Among  these  we  found 
a  bright  and  intelligent  young  fellow  who 
spoke  EngHsh  fluently.  He  told  us  that  the 
Spaniards,  two  or  three  days  previous  to  my 
arrival,  had  evacuated  this  fort  very  uncere- 
moniously. This  was  the  day  after  the  bat- 
tle with  the  Rough  Riders,  in  which,  being 
routed,  they  fell  back  on  their  main  forces, 
about  two  miles  in  the  rear. 

In  this  old  fort  was  a  bell  tower,  contain- 
ing a  finely  carved  bell.  Something  prompt- 
ed me  to  go  up  this  tower  and  examine  the 
bell.  Once  there,  an  impulse  seized  me  to 
ring  this  bell,  which  I  did.  with  an  alarming 
effect,  for  out  of  hiding  came  every  Cuban 
soldier  for  miles  and  miles,  all  wildly  gesticu- 
lating. I  reahzed  almost  immediately  that 
the  ringing  of  this  bell  was  a  preconcerted 
signal  for  assembling  in  mass  should  the  ene- 
my be  seen  to  advance.  I  shall  never  forget 
the  sight  as  long  as  I  live.  Of  course,  I  was 
admonished  for  what  I  had  done,  but  I  as- 
sured them  of  my  innocence  of  any  evil  in- 


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tent.  No  doii])t  the  Spanish  pickets  within 
tlieir  lines  heard  the  ringing,  and  wondered 
what  was  the  cause.  The  inscription  on  the 
hell  led  nie  to  helieve  that  it  was  presented 
by  some  society  in  Barcelona,  and  here  it 
was  strung  up  in  this  old  shanty  by  a  rude 
piece  of  chain!  I  made  my  wants  known  to 
several  Cubans  who  understood  English,  and 
told  them  1  sought  a  place  of  vantage  from 
which  I  could  see  the  fortifications  and  as 
much  more  of  Santiago  as  was  possible. 

They  told  me  that  by  going  a  quarter  of  a 
mile  to  the  north,  up  a  high  mountain,  I  could 
see  the  city  ])lainly,  but  that  the  attempt  was 
dangerous,  as  it  was  bexond  the  i)icket  line 
of  the  Cubans,  and  I  would  be  exposed  to 
the  fire  of  the  S])anish  pickets.  I  told  them 
1  did  not  care  nuich  about  that,  and  that  if 
they  were  willing  to  show  me  the  way  1  was 
quite  willing  to  go.  Several  of  the  men  from 
the  Sixteenth  United  States  Infantry  had  ac- 
coni])ani(.'d  me  to  this  old  fort,  and  they  cor- 
dially volunteered  to  help  me  to  carry  my 
cameras  and  i:)latcs  up  this  high  mountain. 
Having  reached  its  to]),  1  was  rejiaid  by  get- 
ting a  glorious  but  indistinct  \iew  of  Santi- 


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aofo,  for  after  the  heavv  shower  throuoh 
which  we  had  just  passed  the  ground  around 
was  soaked  with  water,  which  the  strong 
rays  of  the  sun  evaporated  in  the  form  of 
heavy  mists,  and  prevented  a  good  outline. 
At  the  top  of  this  hill  was  a  large  tree,  which  I 
ascended,  and,  placing  myself  in  one  of  its 
forked  branches  in  order  to  get  higher  than 
the  many  royal  palms  wdiich  otherwise  would 
obstruct  the  view%  I  took  several  pictures. 
It  was  a  strange  coincidence  that  on  the  ist 
of  July,  when  our  batteries  took  their  posi- 
tions to  shell  the  fortifications  at  Santiago, 
this  place  was  where  Grimes's  battery  sta- 
tioned their  guns  and  shelled  the  Spanish  po- 
sition— right  under  this  tree  where  I  had 
planted  my  camera  and  made  photographs 
of  Santiago  three  days  previous.  Whether 
the  Spanish  forces  saw^  us  or  not  I  am  un- 
able to  tell,  but.  if  so,  they  reserved  their 
ammunition  for  better  game,  and  we  returned 
to  the  old  fort  and  started  on  our  way  back 
to  Siboney. 

This  journey  from  El  Pozo  to  Siboney, 
be  it  understood,  is  between  nine  and  ten 
miles,  and  here  we  were  starting  on  it  at  four 


96  CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 

o'clock  in  the  aflernoon.  As  ])re\i()iisly  re- 
lated, the  roads  were  in  a  sufticicnll}-  bad 
condition  when  we  started,  hut  what  could 
we  reasonably  expect  in  returning  after  that 
thunderstorm  ?  It  was  simply  stagnant 
swamp,  mud.  fetid  odours,  miasmatic  mists, 
and  biting  insects.  Our  clothes  were  wet 
through  and  we  began  to  get  chilled,  and, 
having  no  change  of  clothing,  we  had  to 
keep  on  the  move.  This  is  where  we  found 
the  camera  and  plates  rather  inconvenient 
burdens;  but  there  was  no  such  thing  as  a 
baggage-checking  room  near  1)}-.  and  we  had 
to  swear  and  lug  them  along.  The  camera 
never  before  appeared  to  me  to  have  such 
weight;  it  seemed  to  ha\'e  changed  to  lead. 
We  tried  the  Cul)an  fashion  of  bearing  bur- 
dens upon  our  heads.  I  perched  the  camera 
on  my  head  and  went  along  with  a  mind  as 
light  as  the  occasion  would  allow,  and  the 
occasion  wnuld  not  ])crmit  nuich  ]e\itv  in 
this  respect.  ^^ly  faithful  warriors  trailed 
behind,  bearing  the  ])late  cases,  and  we  fol- 
lowed this  so-called  military  road  for  these 
nine  or  ten  dreary  miles  before  we  reached 
our  destination   at   Sibonev.       At   times   the 


WITH    SHAFTER   AND    HIS   STAFF.  97 

streams  we  crossed  would  reach  our  shoul- 
ders; at  other  times  our  trousers  showed  the 
tide-water  mark  of  the  mud,  which  was 
worse  than  that  yellow-dog  variety  which 
New  Jerseyites  know  so  well. 


CHAPTER    VI. 

ART    UNDER    DIFFICULTIES. 

In  the  dark  room  on  the  Sylvia — Quick  work  in  printing — 
Back  to  .Santiago  again — A  despatch  boat's  devices. 

After  our  arrival  at  Siboney  from  El 
Pozo,  we  signalled  to  the  Sylvia  for  a  boat 
to  take  us  aboard.  While  waiting  on  the  hot 
sand  for  the  boat  to  reach  the  shore,  and 
being  more  or  less  worried  with  insects  and 
land  crabs,  we  decided  to  utilize  our  time  be- 
fore the  boat  reached  the  wharf  in  taking  a 
sea  bath.  While  we  had  been  in  the  water 
all  day  more  or  less,  yet  this  had  the  novelty 
of  being  unmixed  with  mud,  and.  as  a  con- 
sequence, we  enjoyed  it.  After  we  had  been 
in  the  water  about  twenty  minutes,  we  saw 
our  boat  nearing  the  landing  place,  so  we 
got  out  and  dressed  as  hurriedly  as  circum- 
stances would  permit  and  put  off  to  the  Syl- 
via.    We  were  helped  on  deck  in  a  condition 

more  or  less  careworn  and   dejected.      The 
98 


ART    UNDER    DIFFICULTIES.  qq 

steward  saw  our  condition,  and  gave  us  such 
cheer  as  lay  in  the  power  of  his  stores  (fluid 
and  soHd),  for  it  was  not  long  before  we  were 
all  seated  at  the  cabin  table  enjoynig  and 
doing  full  justice  to  a  hearty  meal. 

It  was  decided  that  we  should  put  off  for 
Port  Antonio  that  night,  so  as  to  mail  our 
photographs  next  day.  This  meant  that  we 
had  to  develop  the  plates  that  night.  As  I 
had  exposed  about  three  dozen  six-by-ten 
plates,  this  was  by  no  means  a  small  matter, 
but,  after  we  had  taken  care  of  the  inner 
man,  we  proceeded  to  the  dark  room. 

Now  my  dark  room  was  a  rather  impro- 
vised affair,  but  at  the  same  time  it  was  quite 
convenient.  W'e  had  taken  the  spacious 
second-cabin  dining  room  of  the  Sylvia  and 
fixed  it  up  to  answer  the  purpose  of  a  dark 
room.  W^e  had  darkened  all  the  windows 
with  red  muslin,  put  up  an  electric  fan,  and 
fitted  up  tables  and  baths  and  made  other 
arrangements  for  developing,  until  we  had  a 
place  which  would  do  credit  to  many  studios 
in  New  York;  but,  as  we  had  not  given 
thought  to  the  changed  conditions  brought 
about  bv  the  fickleness  of  the  surface  of  the 


lOO  CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 

Caribbean  Sea.  we  found  the  work  no  easy 
matter,  for  no  sooner  had  we  cleared  the  lee 
afforded  1)y  the  land  of  the  island  of  Cuba 
than  we  encountered  a  nast}'  choppy  sea. 
While  the  Sylvia  was  a  good  steady,  stanch, 
reliable  kind  of  an  old  boat,  this  was  an  oc- 
casion when  we  most  needed  a  steady  plat- 
form to  work  on.  but  the  steamer  rolled  and 
plunged  and  tossed  in  a  manner  most  exas- 
perating. 

I  was  shut  u]3  in  this  dark  room,  and  the 
plates  were  rolling  around  in  my  developing 
tra_\'  until  reall}'  I  could  not  tell  whether  I 
had  a  single  one  or  a  double  one.  but  1  man- 
aged with  the  means  at  hand  and  the  help 
of  my  able  assistants  to  keep  these  plates 
from  sliding  over  one  another  and  destroy- 
ing the  films.  But.  as  we  had  a  large  num- 
ber to  develop,  it  took  a  considerable  time. 
However,  the  time  was  well  occupied  during 
the  three  hours  in  which  I  was  bus}'  in  the 
dark  room.  I  really  think  the  novelt}-  of  this 
exercise  buoyed  me  up  more  than  anything 
else  would  have  done,  as  I  was  thinking  all 
the  time  of  the  difference  there  was  between 
devel()i)ing  ])latcs  here  and  in  my  dark  room 


ART    UNDER    DIFFICULTIES.  jqI 

in  New  York  city.  However,  just  as  soon 
as  the  work  of  development  was  completed, 
I  made  my  way  out  as  quickly  as  possible, 
but  during  my  stay  in  there  it  was  one  of  the 
most  trying-  times  I  had  experienced  that 
far.  I  was  glad  enough  to  get  through  with 
the  developing  and  out  on  deck,  where  I 
could  throw  myself  on  my  back  in  a  con- 
venient hammock.  This  condition  of  mine 
was  not  reflected  in  my  hale  and  hearty  as- 
sistant, who  had  a  short  clay  pipe  stuck  in  his 
mouth,  smoking  with  a  coolness  that  was  pro- 
voking. Seasickness  has  been  one  of  my 
greatest  tribulations  in  the  performance  of 
marine  work,  and  I  have  anything  but  a  pleas- 
ant time  during  the  hours  spent  afloat  during 
the  yacht  races,  or  when  photographing  the 
fleet  evolutions  of  the  White  Squadron.  On 
several  such  occasions  I  have  found  myself 
out  on  a  small  tug  outside  Sandy  Hook,  the 
boat  wallowing  and  pitching,  dipping  her 
rails  under  water  at  each  roll,  while  I  have 
been  chnging  to  some  rope  or  stanchion. 
But  the  moment  the  cry  was  raised  that  the 
yacht  which  I  was  out  there  to  photograph 
was  in  a  splendid  position  and  ready  to  turn 


102  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

the  Stake,  I  felt  like  a  man  once  more,  and, 
camera  in  hand,  waited  for  the  chance  of 
taking  her  when  she  looked  prettiest. 
"  Sna})!  "  went  the  shutter,  ni}'  work  was  ac- 
complished, and  somebody  else  might  attend 
to  the  slide,  for  I  had  done  my  bit.  I  ha\e 
gone  through  this  operation  more  than  fifty 
times  on  a  tug  in  one  day  during  the  races 
between  the  \'alkyrie  and  the  IJcfender.  so 
therefore  it  was  nothing  new  to  me  on  this 
occasion  to  be  in  the  same  condition. 

As  soon  as  the  photographic  wt)rk  had 
been  accomplished.  I  betook  m^'sclf  to  a  con- 
venient jilace  on  deck  for  rest  and  awaited 
until  we  could  get  ashore;  then,  when  I  had 
planted  ni)-  feet  on  terra  finna.  e\'ery  ill  feel- 
ing left  me,  and  I  was  as  bright  as  when  I 
step])e(l  on  board.  1  think  to  my  seasickness 
is  to  be  credited  m)-  freedom  from  illness 
of  any  kind  in  Cuba  and  since  my  return. 
While  in  Cuba  and  with  the  forces  for  four 
or  five  weeks,  1  did  not  experience  one  dav 
of  fex'cr  nor  was  I  otherwise  affected  except 
with  slight  (liarrhiea.  As  I  ha\e  previously 
stated.  1  had  a  goodly  supi)ly  of  (|uinine  and 
protected  myself  with  a  stomach  band,  and 


ART    UNDER    DIFFICULTIES.  103 

whenever  I  could  I  changed  my  under- 
clothing. While  the  rest  of  our  party  were 
afflicted,  in  some  cases  very  severely  with 
malarial  fever  and  other  ills,  I  escaped  all 
such. 

We  arrived  at  Port  Antonio  early  next 
morning,  when  my  negatives  were  all  dried 
and  ready  for  printing.  Printing  in  this  cli- 
mate and  on  a  boat  is  delightful  work.  One 
does  not  have  to  choose  the  glaring  sun  of 
the  tropics  to  print  by,  as  one  can  take  the 
shady  side  of  the  deck  and  print  in  beauti- 
fully diffused  light.  This  enabled  us  to  get 
off  fine,  clear  prints.  The  paper  and  the 
plates  which  I  took  along  acted  very  nicely 
with  careful  manipulation,  and  I  can  say  that 
I  did  not  have  one  case  of  "  frilling  "  either 
with  plates  or  paper  in  the  whole  expedition. 
This  is  remarkable.  As  we  had  a  large  sup- 
ply of  ice  and  other  facilities  on  board,  it 
was  possible  for  us  to  do  a  large  amount  of 
work  in  a  small  space  of  time.  That  day  we 
sent  by  the  Boston  Fruit  Company's  steamer 
the  first  set  of  prints  made  on  this  expedi- 
tion. 

After  our  stay  in  Port  Antonio,  in  order 


13 


I04 


CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 


to  get  off  the  photographs  and  telegraphic 
reports,  as  well  as  to  replenish  our  store  of 
ice,  fruit,  and  fresh  meats,  we  put  back  again 
to  Cuba.  On  the  return  trip  the  Caribbean 
Sea  was  in  a  more  gentle  mood,  and  permit- 
ted mc  to  enjoy  a  mild  degree  of  liberty.  On 
this  expedition  we  had  made  the  ship's  crew 
more  or  less  a  part  of  our  j^arty,  for  we  were 
all  working  together  for  one  end,  and  that 
was  to  do  the  work  we  had  in  hand  in  the 
shortest  possible  time  and  in  the  most  tlKjr- 
ough  manner  possible  under  the  circum- 
stances. From  cabin  l)(j\'  to  captain  all  were 
working  with  a  will  to  get  the  most  out  of 
the  ship  when  it  was  needed,  and  the  most 
out  of  our  opportunities  of  pleasure  that 
could  be  had.  Be  it  remembered  that  the 
work  of  a  (les])atch  boat  is  not  easy  in  time 
of  war,  for  c\ery  minute  she  is  under  way 
she  is  running  at  her  best,  so  that  the  de- 
spatches which  arc  sent  home  may  not  be 
behind  an\-  others  in  a])pcaring  in  ])rint  in 
the  I'nited  States.  Indeed,  Mr.  Hearst's 
aim  was  to  lead  the  other  newspapers  in  this 
respect  of  furnishing  the  news,  so  wIkmi  w'e 
received  despatches  from  our  correspondents 


ART    UNDER    DIFFICULTIES. 


105 


at  the  front  they  had  to  be  taken  to  the  near- 
est point  at  which  we  could  get  the  use  of  a 
cable  to  the  States.  To  that  end  we  all 
worked,  and  worked  with  a  will. 

The  night  passed  without  any  occurrence 
worthy  of  remark,  and  the  following  morning 
we  came  up  with  the  blockading  squadron 
oft  }vIorro  Castle  at  Santiago. 


ClIArTER    \IL 

BOMBARDMENT    OF    MORRO    CASTLE. 

The  Sylvia  in  the  thick   of  the  fight — A  visit  to  a  wounded 
war  correspondent  on  the  Olivette. 

\\'hen    we    arrived    near    the    blockading 

scjnadron,  a  ha])py  thought  struck  one  of  the 

newspaper  men  on  board  who  wanted  to  get 

near  to  the  Texas.     A  few  days  previous  a 

rival    newspaper    despatch    boat,    which    had 

been  the  recipient  of  certain  courtesies  with 

which  we  had  not  been  favoured,  had  l)cen 

carrving  minor  telegrams  from  one  point  or 

another  to  the  flagship,  and  she  was  in  the 

habit  of  sailing  in  among  the  fleet  with  an 

air  of  importance,  and  displaying  the  signal, 

"  We    have     des])atches     for     the     admiral." 

This,  of  course,  prevented  the  vessels  of  the 

fleet  from  m.aking  her  come  to  outside,  and 

enalilcd  her  to  get   in  close  proximity  to  the 

tlagshi])  to  delixer  or  make  known  tlie  com- 

numications  contained  in  the  despatches. 
1 06 


BOMBARDMENT   OF    MORRO   CASTLE. 


107 


Before  leaving  Port  Antonio  we  had 
taken  in  a  large  supply  of  fresh  fruit,  includ- 
ing a  large  quantity  of  bananas,  so  it  oc- 
curred to  one  of  our  very  alert  and  original 
newspaper  men  that  we  should  hoist  the  sig- 
nal, "  We  have  bananas  for  the  Texas  on 
board."  This  suggestion  we  acted  upon,  and 
our  vessel  was  permitted  to  glide  in  w'ithout 
interference  among  the  vessels  of  the  squad- 
ron until  we  reached  the  Texas,  which  was  in 
an  excellent  position.  Once  alongside  the 
good  ship  Texas,  Captain  Philip  hailed  us 
with  delight,  accepted  our  little  gift  with 
many  thanks,  and  told  us  that  a  bombard- 
ment was  to  take  place  very  shortly.  We 
thought  ourselves  in  great  luck  at  receiv- 
ing this  news,  and  we  made  outside  the  lines, 
keeping  as  near  to  the  squadron  as  we  were 
permitted. 

The  bombardment  commenced  about 
eight  o'clock  in  the  morning.  The  shii)s 
assumed  a  crescent-shaped  formation,  and 
moved  toward  the  shore  at  a  good  rate  of 
speed.  There  was  the  New  York,  the  Indi- 
ana, the  Texas,  the  Brooklyn,  the  New  Or- 
leans, the  Massachusetts,  the  Iowa,  the  Ore- 


I08  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

gon.  and  several  of  the  auxiliary  cruisers 
which  were  close  in  shore.  Sit^nals  were  set 
on  the  flagship  New  York  as  to  the  course 
to  steer  and  the  work  to  be  done.  It  was 
learned  that  on  the  preceding  night  the  Ye- 
suvius  had  shelled  Morro  Castle  with  two  or 
three  of  her  dynamite  ])rojectiles  and.  as  we 
understood,  had  created  great  havoc,  and  it 
was  determined  to  give  the  Morro  a  few 
more  American  projectiles.  When  within  a 
range  of  about  two  thousand  yards,  the 
Iowa  opened  tire,  keeping  up  a  good  speed, 
followed  l)y  the  other  ships  in  good  order. 
The  fire  was  returned  from  the  batteries  on 
both  sides  of  the  Morro.  until  everything  was 
smc^thered  from  \icw  in  an  atmosphere  of 
sulphur-laden  smoke.  Shells  were  flying 
thick  and  fast,  and  how  in  the  world  those 
gunners  could  see  the  marks  at  which  they 
were  aiming  is  positively  unknown  to  me. 

As  soon  as  the  firing  began,  it  was  taken 
up  with  great  rapidity  by  the  Morro  and 
other  batteries  on  both  sides  of  the  bay.  I 
shall  never  forget  my  first  impression  of  one 
of  these  floating  monsters  of  destruction  in 
action.     Circling  with  a  speed  which  was  re- 


BOMBARDMENT   OF    MORRO   CASTLE,      iqq 

markable  considering  the  choppy  sea,  their 
firing  was  wonderful  There  was  a  constant 
cloud  of  earth  and  stone  work  flying  into  the 
air  from  the  fortifications  on  shore.  The  fir- 
ing continued  until  at  last  the  flag  of  Spain — 
that  yellow  and  red  emblem  of  gore  and  gold 
— was  knocked  to  smithereens  from  the  ram- 
parts of  Morro.  A  day  or  so  previous  to  this 
bombardment  Admiral  Sampson  had  sent  in, 
under  the  protection  of  a  flag  of  truce,  one 
of  the  officers  from  the  flagship  to  ascertain 
the  whereabouts  of  Lieutenant  Hobson  and 
his  brave  men,  who  on  June  3d  sank  the 
Merrimac.  Admiral  Cervera  sent  word  back 
that  they  had  ])een  placed  in  the  interior  of 
the  town  in  a  hospital  which  was  protected 
from  the  shells  that  might  be  fired  at  Alorro. 
After  having  learned  this.  Admiral  Sampson 
decided  upon  doing  a  little  destructive  work 
upon  Morro,  and  he  then  made  his  plans  of 
attack.  At  every  shot  almost  some  object 
woifld  fly  into  the  air,  which  we  through  our 
glasses  concluded  to  be  either  men  or  guns 
hurled  from  their  positions. 

During  the  bombardment  the  Sylvia  had 
run  along  with  the  American  fleet  and  kept 


no  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

edgins;-  in  a  little  closer,  so  that  1  might  get 
some  good  ])icturcs  of  this  bombardment, 
until  we  were  in  the  line  of  lire  from  the  guns 
of  the  lleet.  Shells  came  whistling  over  us 
in  considerable  numbers.  We  were  deter- 
mined to  get  something  great  on  this  oppor- 
tune occasion.  I  was  seated  in  the  bow  of 
the  Sylvia  with  my  eleven-by-fourteen  camera 
ready  to  make  any  photographs  that  might 
be  desired  in  case  any  of  our  vessels  should 
get  seriously  injuretl.  for  it  was  absolutelv 
impossible  to  get  pictures  of  any  consequence 
at  this  time,  for  we  were  not  only  blocked 
out  by  the  large  volumes  of  smoke  issuing 
from  the  guns  of  the  American  ships.  Init  it 
was  impossible  to  get  an  image  of  anv  size 
of  this  bombardment  at  such  long  range. 
We  were  cautioned  once  or  twice  to  keep 
out  of  the  line  of  tire.  but.  as  we  were  deter- 
mined to  stay  as  long  as  we  could,  we  let 
this  advice  go  by  unheeded  until  ordered 
peremptorily  by  one  of  the  American  cap- 
tains to  get  out  of  the  wav. 

At  one  time  we  were  in  danger  of  being 
hit  ourselves,  for  sexeral  large  shells  landed 
quite  close  to  our  boat.     One  shell  in  particu- 


BOMBARDMENT   OF    MORRO   CASTLE,     m 

lar,  which  seemed  to  be  an  eleven-inch  shell, 
struck  the  water  not  more  than  one  hundred 
yards  from  our  starboard  quarter,  ricochet- 
ted,  and.  passing  over  our  ship,  landed 
two  hundred  feet  beyond  us.  It  was  then 
that  we  received  the  peremptory  order  to 
move  away  and  get  out  of  range  at  once. 
Mr.  Hearst  reluctantly  ordered  the  captain 
of  the  Sylvia  to  pull  out.  After  this  we  lay 
around  for  some  time  and  watched  this  mag- 
nificent sight,  but  with  no  results  in  the  way 
of  pictorial  illustration  of  the  happenings. 
Had  I  been  on  one  of  the  small  converted 
gunboats,  the  Vixen  or  the  Suwanee,  which 
were  close  in  shore,  I  no  doubt  would  have 
obtained  some  very  interesting  photographs 
of  what  happened  to  the  fortifications  when 
the  Yankee  shells  landed. 

After  this  bombardment  we  returned  to 
Siboney.  where,  after  developing  the  plates 
taken,  I  took  our  launch  and  went  to  visit 
Mr.  Edward  Marshall,  who  had  been  taken 
on  board  the  Olivette  the  previous  day.  Mr. 
Marshall  is  the  brave  correspondent  of  the 
New  York  Journal  who  was  severely  shot  in 
the  battle  which  brought  fame  to  the  Rough 


112  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

Riders  at  Las  Giiasinias.  As  he  was  a  j^er- 
soiial  fi"icii<l  of  mine,  and  as  1  had  narrowiv 
missed  heini;"  his  eonii)aniun  cjn  that  oceasion 
when  he  reeei\ed  his  wound,  i  fek  a  great  in- 
terest in  his  welfare,  and  went  with  some  fruit 
and  iced  delicacies,  together  with  a  note  from 
Mr.  Creelman. 

When  I  reached  the  side  of  the  Olivette, 
I  was  invited  on  board  and  conducted  to  the 
cot  occupied  l)y  Mr.  Marshall.  1  approached 
with  a  feeling  of  tenderness  and  sympathy,  as 
I  knew  the  terrible  ordeal  through  which  he 
had  passed.  As  soon  as  he  saw  me  his  face 
lit  up  with  joy,  and  he  bade  me  welcome.  I 
told  him  1  had  a  few  small  things  for  him. 
together  with  the  nc:)te.  I  Ic  tliankcd  me.  and 
begged  me  to  read  the  note  to  him,  as  it 
would  distress  him  too  much  to  move.  I 
read  the  note  of  ^Ir.  Creelman,  and  its  con- 
tents in  the  light  of  later  hap]»cnings  seem 
])rophclic.  .\s  near  as  1  remember  the 
words,  Mr.  Creelman's  note  coiuainetl  the 
follow  ing: 

"Ah'  I)i:ai^  Marsh Ai.i.:  Cheer  up,  (~>ld 
man!      1    hear  you   ha\e  been   trying  to  stop 


BOMBARDMENT   OF    MORRO   CASTLE.      113 

Spanish  bullets,  and  were  successful.  I  trust 
you  have  passed  the  worst,  and  that  you  may 
never  again  experience  what  you  did  in  the 
battle  with  the  Rough  Riders  at  Las  Gua- 
simas.  I  trust  you  may  have  a  speedy  re- 
covery. Keep  up  a  good  heart,  and  reserve 
the  cot  next  to  yours  for  me,  as  I  may  be 
with  you  l)efore  long.     I  am,  etc." 

This  remark  proved  to  be  prophetic,  for 
in  the  first  day  of  the  next  battle  Mr.  Creel- 
man  was  wounded  very  severely  while  enter- 
ing the  l3lockhouse  at  El  Caney  and  hauling 
down  the  Spanish  flag.  He  was  carried  to 
the  Olivette  and  placed  on  the  cot  next  Mr. 
Marshall's.  Chums  in  time  of  peace,  they 
occupied  adjoining  cots  in  a  time  of  mutual 
distress. 


CHAPTER    \ni. 

AMONG    THE    CUBAN    PICKETS. 

Warfare  of  Cubans  and  Spaniards — Our  men  surprised  while 
bathing — A  battle  in  undress — We  repulse  the  attack — 
I  )isguises  and  ambushes. 

After  shellini^-  the  shore  batteries  and 
the  blockliouses  at  Guantanamo,  the  navy 
sent  a  landing  party  ashore  from  the  ships. 
These  men  were  landed  in  cjuite  an  unknown 
region.  Just  l)chind  the  lii^ii  ridi;"e  of  moun- 
tains which  skirted  the  shore  portions  of  the 
Spanish  forces  were  encountered.  During 
the  shelling  of  (luantanamo  the  Spaniards  fell 
back  and  concentrated  llicir  forces  at  a  ])oint 
not  far  removed  from  the  landing  i:»lace. 

The  method   of  warfare   with    which   our 

soldiers  were  here  opposed  was  ([uitc  novel 

and  verv  destructive.     The  Sjxanish  soldiers 

—and    the    C'ul)ans.    too — practise    the   same 

means  of  deceptii^n.     They  cover  themselves 

with  large  palm  leaves  or  other  dense  foliage, 
114 


Copynght,  1898,  by  W.  R.  Hearst. 

A  scout  hiding  under  palm  leaves. 


AMONG    THE    CUBAN    PICKETS. 


115 


and  in  many  instances  they  tie  large  portions 
of  the  high  grass  around  tlieir  Ijodies  so  as 
to  prevent  detection.  By  this  means  they 
effectually  disguise  themselves,  and  by 
stealthy  crouching  come  into  close  quarters 
with  the  enemy  before  detection.  While  the 
l^alm  trees  offer  no  protection,  they  take  all 
they  can  from  other  trees,  such  as  the  niango 
and  others  of  a  low  bushy  habit.  They  hide 
themselves  in  the  branches  and  obtain  an 
elevated  view,  from  which  it  is  easy  for  them 
to  get  a  range  of  a  mile  or  a  mile  and  a  half. 
It  must  l)e  understood — and  it  is  a  fact 
not  appreciated  by  most  Americans — that 
the  trials  of  our  forces  in  this  campaign  were 
not  few.  It  was  not  like  the  war  of  1861, 
where  open  fields  and  large  plains  of  prac- 
tically flat  country  were  the  battle  grounds 
of  the  contending  armies.  In  Cuba,  warfare 
was  on  different  lines,  for  there  the  fighting 
was  conducted  in  a  rolling  country,  at  times 
swampy,  and  covered  with  tropical  jungles. 
At  one  time  the  men  would  be  fighting  on 
the  side  of  a  mountain,  and  the  following  day 
they  would  be  contending  in  the  valley  below, 
so  that  it  can  Ije  seen  that  the  advantao-e  of 


Il6  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

open  fi.G^htins;'  was  not  lia<l  1)\-  our  men  in  this 
Cnban  cani]xaiL;n. 

Man\-  of  om"  soldiers  were  killed  for  want 
of  knowledg'e  of  the  ordinary  jungle  tactics 
of  the  Spaniards.  As  soon  as  our  troops 
had  established  themselves  and  become  ac- 
(|uainted  with  the  Cul)an  forces,  tliey  were 
informed  as  to  the  mode  of  warfare  to  be  ex- 
I)ected  when  they  reached  the  Spaniards. 
One  might  be  taking  a  comfortable  stroll, 
and  thinking  of  anything  but  the  nearness 
of  the  enemy,  when  suddenly  there  would  be 
a  crack  of  a  ritle,  and  a  "  ping  "  in  the  air 
made  one  aware  that  somebody  was  trying 
to  touch  him.  This  often  occurred,  and  in 
some  instances  he  would  hnd  himself  con- 
fronted by  a  l(Mig  range  of  skirmishers.  The 
advantage  the  enemy  had  with  their  smoke- 
less powder  and  their  training  in  this  guerilla- 
like warfare  placed  odds  on  their  side.  One 
coidd  not  possibly  get  the  vaunted  soldiery 
of  S])ain  to  come  out  into  the  o])en.  They 
concealed  them.selves  behind  large  rocks  and 
the  roots  of  trees,  and  in  other  ways  sought  to 
hide,  until  it  was  almost  impossil)le  to  de- 
tect them  until  one  was  upon  them. 


AMONG    THE   CUBAN    PICKETS. 


117 


It  was  at  Guantanamo,  on  a  Ijeautiful 
afternoon  after  our  men  had  l^een  suddenly 
surprised  while  taking  a  pleasant  bath  in  the 
sea,  that  they  were  called  upon  to  defend 
their  lives  against  an  attacking  force  of  Span- 
iards. They  fought  without  uniforms  or  any- 
thing to  protect  them  from  the  rays  of  the 
sun,  simply  coming  out  of  the  water,  grab- 
bing their  rities  and  cartridge  belts,  and 
going  into  the  fray  in  undress  uniform  such 
as  had  never  been  worn  by  civilized  troops 
in  any  other  engagement.  They  repulsed 
the  enemy,  with  heavy  loss  on  both  sides. 

After  this  skirmish  was  over  our  men 
were  sent  out  the  following  day  to  find  and 
bring  to  camp  the  bodies  of  any  of  our  sol- 
diers that  were  killed,  in  order  that  they 
might  have  the  benefit  of  burial.  After  con- 
siderable search,  they  found  the  bodies  of 
the  marines  who  were  killed  in  this  action, 
and.  despite  all  reports  to  the  contrary  from 
of^cials  of  the  army  and  navy.  I  have  reason 
to  believe  that  these  bodies  had  been  muti- 
lated. 

When  the  dead  had  been  gathered  in  and 
prepared  for  interment,  Chaplain  Jones  was 


Il8  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

called  upon  to  officiate.  W'hen  the  service 
was  almost  completed,  the  burial  party  were 
suddenly  fired  u])on  by  the  Sjianish  pickets. 
The  bullets  were  whistling-  loud  and  tlyiiii; 
thick,  and  the  s(|uad  of  men  detailed  to  pay 
the  last  honours  to  the  remains  of  these  he- 
roes were  com])elled  to  turn  from  this  office 
of  love  to  defend  themselves  from  the  ene- 
my's attack.  ( )ur  men  at  first  had  to  retreat 
toward  the  shore,  in  order  to  gain  a  pro- 
tected ])Osition.  Firing  followed  from  one 
or  two  of  our  boats  in  Guantanamo  Bay, 
which  shelled  the  Spaniards  out  from  their 
places  of  hiding. 

In  marching  from  Guantanamo  to  Sibo- 
ney.  our  troops  became  thoroughly  acquaint- 
ed with  the  character  of  the  country  in  which 
they  had  to  do  their  fighting.  The  Cuban 
pickets  and  scouts  who  accompanied  our 
forces  gave  our  men  much  \aluable  informa- 
tion. They  ex])laine(l  to  them  the  unwritten 
tactics  of  guerilla  warfare  as  carried  on  by 
the  S])aniar(ls  and  Cubans.  It  is  hard  to  say 
which  is  the  more  exi)ert  at  this  type  of  fight- 
ing. In  travelling  through  this  wild  country 
one  came  upon  a  thicket  or  a  clumi)  of  trees, 


AMONG    THE    CUBAN    PICKETS.  i  ig 

and  saw  secreted  therein,  so  as  to  be  scarcely 
discernible,  two  posts  driven  into  the  ground 
and  covered  over  by  a  piece  of  canvas,  or  in 
some  instances  roofed  over  by  branches  and 
covered  with  palm  leaves.  These  served  as 
tents,  and  had  the  advantage  when  a  move- 
ment to  advance  or  retreat  was  to  be  made 
of  not  being  burdensome  to  transport,  as  they 
were  not  removed,  being  easily  obtainable 
at  any  stage  of  the  journey. 

In  some  instances  one  suddenly  came  to 
a  stream  of  water  running  through  some  val- 
ley between  high  mountains,  and  in  the  banks 
on  each  side  of  the  stream  one  saw  large 
holes  or  caves  which  had  been  dug  there. 
These  proved  to  be  very  cool,  and  hence  de- 
sirable retreats  and  hiding  places  for  the 
Spanish  soldiery.  For  miles  one  travelled 
without  the  sign  of  a  bird,  without  sight  of 
any  living  creature  except  the  detestable 
land  crabs.  The  soil  is  very  sandy  and  easy 
to  dig,  and  holes  are  numerous  along  the 
roads.  In  travelling  in  the  dark  one  often 
stumbled,  and  startled  thereby  a  number  of 
land  crabs,  which  at  once  ran  off  through 
the  brush,  making  the  same  kind  of  noise  as 


I20  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

a  guerilla  t'i<;iucr  would.  \uu  felt  at  lirst  as 
tli()UL;li  one  of  these  was  about  to  confrcjnt 
yoii  with  a  drawn  machete  or  point  a  rifle  at 
you,  and  were  agreeably  surprised  to  find 
that  it  was  only  one  of  those  noisome  crabs. 

There  is  a  certain  t\  pe  of  bird  to  be  found 
in  the  coimtry  here  which  makes  a  cooing 
noise  not  unlike  that  of  a  turtle  dove.  The 
S])aniards  have  become  so  adept  in  imitating 
the  call  of  these  birds  that  it  is  impossible 
to  note  the  difference.  The  blockhouses 
established  all  through  this  mountainous 
country  are  all  in  sight  of  each  other  for  miles 
around,  and  these  men  have  established  a 
code  of  signals  based  upon  the  calls  of  the 
birds  to  which  1  ha\e  referred,  and  by  means 
of  these  signals  they  can  communicate  with- 
out exposure  of  their  persons  or  detection. 
This  method  of  communication  was  used  by 
the  Spanish  |)icke1s  when  the  Rough  Riders 
were  making  their  approach  toward  T.as 
Guasimas  on  Jtme  24th.  They  had  also  been 
cpiite  busily  engaged  all  oxer  that  part  of 
the  coimtrx'  from  Sibonev  to  Santiago  in 
establishing  strong  and  heaxy  barb-wire 
fences.       These   fences   were   a    i-reat    aid    to 


Copyright,  lti9S,  by  W.  R.  Hearst. 

First  blockhouse  at  Siboney.  where  the  American  flag 
was  hoisted. 


AMONG    THE    CUBAN    PICKETS.  121 

them  and  an  impediment  to  our  troops  in 
many  instances. 

In  travelling  along  a  road  or  a  trail,  as 
we  might  call  it,  possibly  fifteen  feet  wide, 
the  banks  of  the  road  would  rise  some  three 
or  four  feet,  when  they  would  be  topped  off 
with  this  barb-wire  fencing.  It  practically 
ran  all  over,  in  and  around  this  country. 

The  blockhouses  of  which  I  have  spoken 
are  great  institutions  of  their  kind.  I  first 
became  acquainted  with  these  in  my  trip 
through  the  province  of  Matanzas.  They  are 
erected  in  square  form  of  railroad  ties  or  tim- 
bers, leaving  a  space  between  the  timbers 
for  pointing  rifles,  the  space  being  filled  in 
with  rocks  and  other  waste  material,  which 
makes  them  practically  bullet  proof.  In  front 
and  around  these  blockhouses  several  lines 
of  intrenchments  and  barb-wire  fences  are 
erected,  w^hich  make  it  very  hard  for  troops 
to  take  them  by  charge  or  assault,  and  the 
only  manner  by  which  they  can  be  quickly 
demolished  is  by  heavy  field  artillery. 

This  is  the  branch  of  the  service  which 
played  an  important  part  during  the  cam- 
paign.    Wherever  a  house  or  other  shelter  is 


122  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

found  sufficient  to  conceal  fifty  or  one  hun- 
dred men.  they  make  it  tlicir  hcad(|uarters. 
and  llic\-  ha\e  a  ])ecnliar  way  of  slinf^ini;"  ham- 
mocks which  would  ha\-e  been  a  salvation  for 
some  of  our  troops  if  they  had  done  likewise. 
The  men  go  on  picket  duty  twice  daily. 
There  is  no  ceremony  worth  considering,  and 
it  seemed  to  me  it  was  a  matter  of  choice 
among  them  as  to  who  should  go  and  who 
should  not.  Fathers  and  sons  1  found  to- 
gether in  the  Cuban  army.  The  sons  in  some 
instances  had  but  reached  the  mitldle  of  their 
teens,  but  they  were  equally  exj^ert  in  the 
use  of  the  machete  and  ritle  as  their  male 
parent. 

These  peoj^le  have  become  cpiite  expert 
in  disguising  themselves.  Take,  for  instance, 
this  case:  A  couple  of  men  will  be  out  on 
picket  duty,  and  you  will  come  alcMig  and 
see  in  the  distance  the  dusky  stump  of  an 
old  rotten  tree  which  has  succumbed  to  the 
storms  and  winds  of  this  land  of  hurricanes. 
WluMi  \-ou  a])])roach  close  and  examine  the 
place,  it  will  be  found  to  contain  two  or  three 
of  these  ])ickets.  What  little  clothing  they 
have  on  is  of  a  tlirt\-  slate  colour,  and  it  is 


AMONG   THE   CUBAN    PICKETS.  123 

hard  to  find  a  Cuban  \vho  will  admit  that  he 
has  ever  washed  himself.  They  travel  with- 
out shoes  of  any  kind,  and  they  so  closely  re- 
semble the  bark  of  a  royal  palm  or  the  stump 
of  an  old  dead  tree  in  colour  that  it  is  im- 
possible to  recognise  a  native  unless  you  are 
verv  close  to  him. 


CHAPTER    IX. 

THE   MULE    IX   THE    CAMPAIGN. 

Pack  trains  and  their  drivers — Transporting  stores  and  ammu- 
nition— The  mule  confirms  his  reputation  for  wisdom. 

Among  the  most  interesting^"  and  pic- 
turesque scenes  that  met  my  eyes  were  the 
mule  pack  trains  oroanized  to  carry  muni- 
tions and  ]^rovisions  for  the  Fifth  Army 
Corps.  1  scarcely  think  the  mule  has  heen 
recognised  and  gi\'cn  due  credit  for  the  ex- 
cellent service  it  has  rendered  in  this  class 
of  work.  The  mule  is  a  \ery  intelligent  ani- 
mal when  properly  handled.  Regular  nude 
])ackers  were  engaged  to  take  charge  of 
them,  and  they  were  sent  to  Santiago  for 
this  ])ur])()se.  They  came  from  the  wild  rmd 
woolly  West,  and  were  whole-souled,  jolly, 
gnd  also  adept  swearers.  The  feature  which 
these  men  most  glory  in  is  their  capacity 
for  cursing,  and  it  seems  as  tlu^ugh  the  mules 

understand    c\"ery    blessed    word    they    sav. 
124 


THE    MULE    IN   THE   CAMPAIGN.  125 

Their  sonorous  "  Whoopla!  "  and  shrill  whis- 
tle bring  the  mule  to  time  in  every  instance. 
These  men  are  mounted  on  strong  broncho 
ponies,  with  ropes  dangling  around  them  in 
the  fashion  most  affected  by  the  cowboy.  A 
large  black  snake  whip,  .which  they  use  with 
great  dexterity,  completes  their  outfit.  They 
go  along,  w^iooping  and  yelling,  in  a  man- 
ner that  is  at  once  pleasing  and  picturesque. 
With  a  train  composed  of  fifty  mules 
there  will  be  perhaps  six  or  eight  of  these 
cowboys  as  packers.  The  front  or  leading 
mule  is  provided  with  a  bell  similar  in  ap- 
pearance and  volume  of  tone  to  that  hung 
round  the  neck  of  the  old  cow  in  the  meadow. 
The  other  mules  follow  in  single  file  behind 
this  leader,  and  you  can  not  break  them  up. 
It  is  amusing  in  travelling  with  one  of  these 
nuile  trains  to  watch  the  course  the  mules 
pursue.  While  one  mule  will  elect  to  travel 
the  soft,  mushy,  watery  part  of  the  road,  the 
one  following  will  turn  directly  out  of  this 
path  and  look  for  a  dry  foothold.  It  is 
seldom  that  these  mules  stumble  or  fall, 
even  though  their  load  of  ammunition  is 
weighty.     They   go   along   at   a   good   pace, 


126  CANNON    AND    CA.MLRA. 

tra\ellin^-  at  the  rate  of  five  to  eight  miles 
an  hour. 

It  is  amusing  to  see  them  when  they 
come  to  a  stream  of  water.  They  all  make 
a  break  and  get  tangled  up,  and  yet  as  soon 
as  the  packer  gives  .his  war  whoop  oft'  goes 
the  niuk'  with  the  hell,  and  the  others  follow 
in  Indian  iile  and  soldierly  precision.  Once 
in  a  while  some  foxy  old  mule  sees  a  bit  of 
particularly  green  and  tempting  grass  just 
out  of  the  patii,  and  starts  out  to  get  a  good 
bunch  of  it.  when  along  comes  Bill  with  his 
snake  whij)  and  a  yell  of  "  \Miat  you  doin' 
thar,  mule?  '"  and  oft'  goes  the  mule,  for  he 
knows  that  to  linger  is  to  tem])t  a  touching 
up  from  the  ti])  of  IJill's  snake  whi]). 

The  weather  at  the  time  these  mule  trains 
were  carr\ing  anmuuiition  to  the  front  was 
\er\'  hot.  ( )n  one  occasion  a  mide  train  was 
travelling  between  Siboney  and  lMa_\a.  When 
a  mile  or  two  out  from  Siboney  they  came 
to  a  deep  gulch,  with  a  very  bad  break  in  the 
road.  Tliis  was  the  second  tri])  of  this  par- 
ticular nuile  train  that  daw  and  while  cross- 
ing this  muddy  stream  one  of  the  nndes 
slip])ed    and    couii)letel}'    collapsetl    under    his 


THE    MULE    IN    THE    CAMPAIGN.  to- 

load.  He  fell,  and  refused  to  budge.  Imme- 
diately the  packers  jumped  off  their  ponies 
and  had  hold  of  him  by  the  headline  and 
halter  tied  around  his  neck,  and  in  less  time 
than  it  takes  to  talk  about  it  they  had  the 
pack  off  the  mule  and  the  beast  on  his  feet 
again  and  repacked.  The  mule  shook  him- 
self, and  no  doubt  comforted  himself  with 
the  reflection  that  he  had  had  a  bath  at  any 
rate,  and  he  wagged  his  ear  knowingly  as 
he  resumed  his  march. 

Bill  Hill,  a  renowned  packer,  who  had 
been  in  the  business  while  the  colonel  of  his 
regiment  was  in  swaddling  clothes,  is  a  typ- 
ical old  mule  packer.  He  it  was  who  showed 
me  the  intricacies  and  the  details  to  be  gone 
through  in  making  a  perfect  pack.  It  mat- 
ters not  whether  it  is  a  case  of  hard-tack, 
half  a  dozen  sides  of  bacon,  several  cases  of 
ammunition,  or  a  big  coil  of  telegraph  wire, 
with  a  few  bags  of  oats  thrown  in.  when  Bill 
gets  through  with  it  you  will  see  as  neat  a 
pack  as  could  be  made  in  a  dry-goods  store  in 
the  great  city  of  New  York. 

During  the  first  night  of  the  first  day's 
battle  at  San   {uan  rumour  had  it   that  our 


128  CANNON    AM)    (  AMKRA. 

men  were  i^cttini;'  short  of  aniimmition.  I 
had  Icfl  San  |nan  behind  nic  alxmt  t\\(»  miles, 
an<l  wlien  1  eame  to  the  San  jnan  Ixiver.  near 
the  old  sni^ar  house.  1  heard  lond  whoopinj^ 
and  yellin<;-  and  tlie  cracking-  of  whips  and 
the  sound  of  a  bell,  and  1  knew  it  meant  a 
mule  i)ack  train.  Little  did  1  expect  to  see 
the  sight  which  1  saw  a  little  farther  on 
when  I  arrived  at  this  river.  Two  or  three 
packers  were  riding'  aU)nt;"  the  road  in  front 
of  the  train  at  full  L;"allop.  warning-  everybody 
in  sight  to  clear  the  road.  Pretty  soon 
through  this  stream,  which  was  now  coming 
down  in  a  rushing  torrent,  the  nuiles  dashed 
without  a  halt  or  stop.  It  seemed  that  they 
knew  that  their  errand  was  important.  There 
were  about  one  hundred  mules  in  this  train, 
all  frothing  and  foaming  fn^m  the  extra  ex- 
ertion demanded  of  them,  and  they  were 
making  their  way  to  the  front  with  all  pos- 
sible speed,  bearing  a  load  of  leaden  i:»ills  to 
1)e  administered  to  the  bilious  dons  in  (|uan- 
titv  sufticient  to  check  their  resistance.  They 
went  along  this  rough  and  difticult  road, 
which  had  become  almost  impassable  from 
the  cuts  and  ruts  made  bv  the  artillerv  and 


THE    MULE    IX    THE    CAMrAIGX. 


129 


commissary  wagons  and  the  hospital  ambu- 
lances whicli  had  traversed  it  so  frequently 
during    this    first    day's    fighting. 

A  short  distance  along  this  river  there 
were  several  ambulances  coming  in  with  the 
wounded  from  the  front.  As  the  road  was 
narrow,  and  there  was  scarcely  room  for  one 
wagon  to  go  along,  it  seemed  that  when  the 
mule  train  reached  them  there  must  certain- 
ly be  a  catastrophe.  But  with  the  sense  of 
human  beings  the  mules  mounted  the  steep 
sides  of  the  road  and  one  after  another 
passed  the  ambulances  without  so  much  as 
touching  them.  These  animals  seemed  pos- 
sessed of  marvellous  judgment  and  intelli- 
erence. 


16 


CHAPTER    X. 

IN    CAMP    WITH    THE    SOLDIERS. 

Incidents  during  the  advance  on  Santiago — I  lard-tack  sand- 
wiches and  cartridge  pudding — Foraging  for  cocoanuts 
and  mangoes — Evening  amusements — 'I"he  difificulties  of 
letter  writing. 

After  the  landing  of  the  troops  at  sever- 
al ]:)oiiits  from  Santiago  to  Guantanamo  they 
were  hurriedly  massed  in  the  interior  on  their 
way  to  Santiago.  The  camps  of  the  different 
regiments  were  established  on  good  high 
ground  \\herc\cr  it  could  be  found.  It  was 
also  arranged  that  these  camps  should  be  in 
close  ])r().\imit_\'  to  a  ri\er  or  stream  which 
would  pro\'ide  good  drinking  water.  The 
grotmd  on  which  our  men  camped  had  been 
lately  occu])icd  by  tlic  S])anish  forces,  so  they 
were  rallicr  particular.  The  water  was  first 
tested  and  found  to  be  free  from  any  harmful 
ingredients  introduced  by  the  hands  of  the 
enemy.     Some  of  the  regiments  which  were 

the  first  to  land  had  been  instructed  by  the 
130 


IN    CAMP    WITH    THE    SOLDIERS. 


131 


Cubans  in  their  method  of  tenting,  and  nearly 
all  preferred  the  Cuban  plan  to  the  army  reg- 
ulation tents.  The  soldiers  found  that  by 
placing  fresh  leaves  on  their  tents  each  night 
they  could  keep  much  cooler. 

It  was  amusing  to  see  the  men  cooking 
their  own  pork  and  soaking  their  hard-tack 
in  coffee.  Each  mess  would  have  a  man  to 
do  the  dift'erent  parts  of  the  cooking.  While 
one  would  be  preparing  a  hard-tack  sand- 
wich, another  would  be  fetching  water,  while 
a  third  would  be  grinding  his  coft'ee  beans 
between  two  stones,  and  so  it  went  on.  They 
were  just  as  happy  as  though  they  were  eat- 
ing in  some  tine  restaurant  in  Xew  York. 
You  would  hnd  the  men  jollying  one  another 
along  in  many  ways.  One  man  would  ask 
another  if  he  would  have  a  hard-tack  sand- 
wich, and  the  other  would  answer:  "  Why, 
certainly.  Bill:  1  will  let  you  ha\e  some 
cartridge  pudding  in  return."  "  Chang " 
jiie  was  quite  a  joke  among  the  boys.  When 
asked  for  its  receipt  you  were  told  that  it  was 
made  of  cocoa-nut  shells  stuffed  with  sol- 
diers' l)uttons. 

Ouite  a  favourite  dish,  and  one  which  of 


,32  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

necessilv  was  eaten  at  almost  every  meal,  was 
made  1)_\-  frying;-  bacon  in  a  pan.  and  then  dip- 
ping the  hard-tack  in  the  i;ravy.  Canned 
meats  were  to  be  had  very  seldom,  as  tlie 
commissary  department  had  been  culpably 
inefficient  in  forwardini^-  the  provisions  to  the 
trooi)s  at  the  front.  W'henexer  a  wai^on  of 
pro\isions  ajipeared  aloni;"  the  road  or  in  the 
camp  each  company  made  for  it  and  claimed 
it  as  theirs.  onl\-  to  fmd  themseUes  put  off 
until  proper  recpiisitions  had  been  made  out 
for  its  distribution.  The  delay  in  many  such 
instances   was   \ery   annoying". 

At  nighttime  the  men  in  camp  would 
while  awav  the  hours  in  telling  stories,  sing- 
ing songs,  brightening  u])  accoutrements, 
and  preparing  for  the  unexpected.  One 
would  stroll  from  a  camp  possibly  a  mile  or 
two.  and  would  alwa)'s  encounter  a  part}'  re- 
turning with  green  cocoanuts  or  a  big  banda- 
na filled  with  mangoes.  Idie  men  were  forbid- 
den to  eat  these  mangoes,  as  it  was  feared  they 
might  operate  harmfully  on  them,  and  yet  no 
opportunity  for  getting  them  was  allowed  to 
pass  bv.  The  young  limes  found  on  fre(|uent 
trees  were  a  ereat  solace  to  the  thirstv  soldier. 


IN    CAMP    WITH    THE    SOLDIERS.  133 

The  captains  of  the  different  companies 
while  in  camp  took  advantage  of  the  leisnre 
time  in  instructing  the  men  as  to  what  was 
expected  of  them.  They  advised  them  on 
many  sul)jects,  and  the  men  hstened  with 
the  eagerness  of  children;  and  when  all  the 
talk  was  over,  the  cjuestion  would  be,  "  Sav, 
cap,  how  soon  can  we  expect  it?  "  The  cap- 
tain would  answer,  "  Maybe  l)y  to-morrow." 

The  boys  were  all  anxious  for  the  morrow 
to  come,  as  they  were  eager  to  meet  the 
Spanish  whom  they  had  travelled  many  miles 
to  face.  The  general  feeling  among  the  men 
in  these  several  camps  was  one  of  anxious 
expectation.  You  would  find  them,  singly 
and  in  groups,  writing  letters  which  would 
be  considered  curios  in  a  dime  museum  from 
the  ingenuity  displayed  in  hitting  upon  some 
material  on  which  to  write  their  thoughts 
and  consign  the  same  to  the  tender  mercies 
of  the  post-office  department  for  transmis- 
sion to  their  friends  at  home.  In  some  cases 
where  a  mother  had  given  her  son  a  box  of 
quinine  pills  to  stave  off  the  fever  the  box 
was  emptied  and  on  the  surface  was  scribbled 
a  few  words  of  encourag-ement  to  mother,  or 


134 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


wife,  or  sister,  or  Ijrother.  or  other  relative. 
or  possil)ly  plain  old  Jack,  or  Bill,  or  Tom. 
the  clumi  left  behind.  Others  pressed  into 
service  brown  paper  wliich  had  been  used 
as  wrapping  for  a  parcel  of  hard-tack,  and  as 
envelopes  were  not  to  be  had,  the  sheets  of 
paper  were  sewn  together  with  a  i)iece  of 
thread  or  fastened  together  with  a  safety  pin. 
A  post  office  had  been  established  at  Guan- 
tanamo.  and  the  many  newsi)aper  corre- 
spondents travelling  to  and  fro  between  the 
front  and  this  ])lace  were  kind  enough  to  take 
these  quaint  missives  along  and  mail  them. 

A  newspajier  or  any  news  from  home  was 
as  eagerly  sought  for  as  intelligence  from  the 
front  was  craved  for  in  the  States.  In  many 
instances  letters  sent  from  the  States  were 
held  many  days  before  delixery  to  the  men  at 
the  front.  ]\Jany  letters  were  not  delivered 
until  after  the  conlhct  was  o\er  which  should 
have  been  received  by  the  soldiers  before  they 
reached  the  line  of  battle.  Other  letters  re- 
ceived yet  await  delivery,  those  to  whom  they 
were  addressed  having  passed  to  the  great 
bevond  at  El  Canev. 


CHAPTER    XI. 

THE    SIEGE    OF    SANTIAGO. 

Advance  to  the  front  under  difficulties — Graves  of  the  Rough 
Riders — Observations  by  balloon — Grimes's  battery  opens 
fire— Response  by  shrapnel — In  the  thick  of  the  fight — 
Bravery  of  the  Seventy-first. 

Thursday,  June  30th,  was  a  very  impor- 
tant, interesting,  and  busy  clay  with  me.  I 
had  visited  General  Shafter's  headquarters, 
and  permission  had  been  given  me  to  as- 
cend in  the  balloon  the  following  day,  when 
operations  were  expected  to  commence,  in 
order  to  take  photographic  views  of  the 
trenches,  the  position  of  batteries,  and  the 
various  branches  of  the  Spanish  army.  When 
this  news  was  conveyed  to  me  I  was  in  very 
high  spirits.  I  at  once  made  preparations 
for  this  work,  and  proceeded  to  Siboney  to 
get  my  cameras  and  plates.  I  had  been  out 
in  the  held  all  day,  and  the  tramp  back  to 

Siboney  was   not   very  pleasant.      I   reached 

135 


136  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

the  Sylvia  rather  late  at  night,  and.  after 
carini];-  for  the  inner  man.  I  made  known  to 
our  party  what  was  to  take  place  the  follow- 
int;-  (law  and  the  whole  corps  of  men  were  in 
high  glee  to  learn  that  operations  in  real 
warfare  were  to  heg'm  early  the  following 
morning. 

My  good  and  faithful  assistant  Jim  and 
the  rest  of  the  hoys  helped  to  get  camera 
and  plates  in  shape,  while  I  examined  every 
shutter  and  lens,  trying  every  plateholder.  and 
seeing  that  everything  was  in  perfect  work- 
ing order.  The  plateholders  were  filled, 
cases  were  strapped  up.  and  everything  was 
made  ready  for  an  early  dei^'irture.  after 
packing"  up  a  few  necessary  articles,  includ- 
ing an  extra  suit  of  underclothing  and  a  hot- 
tie  of  hue  old  hrandy,  this  being  taken  along 
as  medicine.  At  a  critical  time  it  was  so 
agreeable  and  necessary  that  none  but  those 
who  ])artook  of  it  can  fully  tell  how  it  was 
api)reciated.  Thus  e(|ui])i)ed,  we  left  the  Sal- 
via in  the  wee  small  hours  of  the  morning  of 
fulv  1st.  .\rri\ed  on  shore,  we  made  for  the 
Journal  head(|uarters.  llere  we  found  things 
rather  still.     The  house  had  been  temporarily 


THE    SIEGE    OF    SANTIAGO. 


137 


turned  into  a  hospital,  and.  as  a  conse- 
quence, a  great  many  of  the  sick  soldiers 
were  occupying  places  in  and  round  the 
house  and  veranda  for  the  night. 

WHien  we  reached  this  little  house,  we 
first  made  inquiries  and  personal  investiga- 
tions as  to  our  horses.  We  found  they  had 
been  fed  thoroughly,  and  only  awaited  our 
arrival  to  start  on  our  trip  to  Playa.  We 
thought  it  advisable  to  take  a  couple  of 
iiours'  rest  before  starting  on  our  journey, 
which  was  over  a  tract  of  about  seven  miles. 
We  found  a  vacant  spot  among  the  many 
lying  on  the  veranda,  and  we  downed  our 
blankets  on  the  boards,  placed  plate  cases 
or  cameras  under  our  heads,  and  dozed  off. 

After  a  tiresome  day's  work,  one  might 
think,  perhaps,  that  we  readily  succumbed 
to  sleep;  but  such  a  supposition  omits  con- 
sideration of  mosquitoes,  ill  visions,  and  land 
crabs.  I  saw  and  imagined  all  kinds  of 
things,  and,  although  I  might  have  been 
asleep,  I  knew  everything  that  was  going  on 
around  me  for  the  two  hours  during  which 
we  remained  on  the  hard  floor  of  the  veranda 

of  this  little  shanty. 
17 


138  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

Outside  and  hilclicd  near  by  were  two 
or  three  army  mules,  who  voiced  a  loud, 
rasping  protest  at  intervals  against  some 
treatment  wliich  they  were  receiving  and 
which  they  did  not  fancy.  Xow,  these  mules 
are  all  right  when  they  are  hungry  and  have 
something  to  eat  in  front  of  them,  hut  when 
thev  have  nothing  to  engage  their  attention 
in  that  way  they  engage  the  attention  of  all 
in  the  neighbourhood  by  means  known  to 
manv,  but  possessed  in  that  remarkable 
manner  only  by  the  nuile  himself.  The 
bray  of  an  army  nuile  is  penetrating  and  in- 
sinuating. It  tears  its  way  through  atmos- 
phere, wooden  ])lank,  brick,  rock,  or  any- 
thing that  may  be  placed  to  check  its  move- 
ment. In  addition  to  the  regulation  bray, 
the  mule  has  a  mournful  whine.  This  melan- 
cholv  sound  is  what  these  nudes  treated  us 
to  during  the  two  hours  we  sought  sleej). 

After  ])icluring  to  myself  the  scenes 
which  1  expected  to  ])h()tograpli  I  dozed 
into  a  brief  respite  from  mortal  cares.  1  his 
was  of  but  brief  duration,  for  we  were  soon 
awakened  in  a  rude  manner  b\-  Mr.  Follans- 
bee,  who  came  along  and   told   us  that  day- 


THE    SIEGE    OF    SANTIAGO.  130 

light  was  appearing-  off  the  eastern  moun- 
tains just  beyond  Siboney.  Our  party  were 
all  attention  in  less  time  than  it  takes  to  tell 
about  it.  for  we  were  all  anxious  to  get  un- 
der way  and  to  the  front. 

After  saddling  our  horses  and  making 
our  packs  on  an  army  mule  that  was  branded 
as  the  property  of  U.  S. — but  do  not  in- 
quire too  closely  as  to  where  we  got  him. 
The  mule  had  strayed  and  was  lost — possi- 
bly stolen — who  can  tell?  Things  of  this 
kind  are  not  classed  as  stolen  property  in 
time  of  war,  or  at  least  they  were  not  looked 
upon  as  such  in  Cuba,  all  taking  the  cheer- 
ful view  that  it  was  borrowed  for  the  time 
Ijeing.  Anyhow,  after  making  ready,  which 
took  but  a  short  time,  we  started  on  the  val- 
ley road,  which  is  the  road  between  the 
mountains  which  Cjeneral  Young  traversed 
with  his  army  on  the  day  that  the  Rough 
Riders  fought  their  battle.  A\'hen  we  started 
it  was  still  dark,  and  as  we  went  along  this 
nniddy  and  slimy  road  it  was  not  a  pleasant 
trip.  \\>  had  not  gone  far  before  we  came 
to  the  place  where  the  refugees  from  El 
Caney.    Santiago,    and    other    places    in    the 


I^O  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

ncii;iil)()uiiu)()(l  had  found  sliclUT  under  the 
ini])r()viscd  tents  and  larL;e  ti-ee>  wliicli  f^Tow 
in  this  low  \-alley. 

1-lverv  one  that  passed  alcjns;-  this  trail 
was  greeted  with  more  or  less  couunouplace 
recot^nition  l)\'  Citltans — men.  women,  and 
children.  As  1  passed  by  some  of  them  and 
saw  strt)nj4-.  aj^parently  aijle-hodied  men,  I 
thotiL^ht  how  strano-c  it  seemed  that  these 
hii;-.  lustv  fellows  should  he  lyin^-  around  in 
the  shade  in  a  manner  apparently  listless 
;md  unconcerned  as  to  what  was  about  to 
occtn-.  while  our  men  had  travelled  from  Iwo 
to  four  thousand  miles  in  some  instances  to 
flight  for  the  freedom  of  the  country  to  which 
these  loungers  belonged.  It  appeared  to  me 
that  if  these  people  were  so  anxious  to  have 
freedom  from  the  thralldom  of  the  Spanish 
yoke,  and  an  o])portunity  to  repay  the  Span- 
iards in  the  same  coin  they  had  received  from 
them  in  the  way  of  cruel  and  unjust  treat- 
ment, that  here  was  a  s])lendid  op])ortunity 
which  thev  were  neL^lectim;-.  Instead  of  tak- 
iui;-  u])  arms  and  li^htin^-  the  enemies  of 
their  countrv.  they  were  ])ermittim;-  disinter- 
ested friends  of  humanit\'  to  take  all  the  suf- 


THE    SIEGE    OF   SANTlACiO. 


141 


fering  necessary  to  free  them.  And  yet 
might  not  this  very  torpor  of  better  feelings 
and  conscience  indicate  the  degraded  state 
of  ignorance  they  had  been  brought  down 
to  by  tlie  imposition  of  state  and  Church, 
and  lience  entitle  them  all  the  more  to  our 
sympathy?  Perhaps  they  thought  they  had 
done  their  share  for  their  country's  freedom, 
and  now  that  they  were  within  hailing  dis- 
tance of  provisions  to  be  had  for  the  asking 
they  imagined  it  useless  to  continue  the 
struggle  any  longer. 

We  continued  our  journey  beyond  and 
travelled  some  miles  before  we  reached  the 
junction  in  the  road  where  the  Rough  Riders 
met  with  such  dire  misfortune.  This  place 
is  called  Las  Guasimas.  There  are  no  dwell- 
ings or  houses  inhabited  by  any  one  around. 
The  distillery  where  the  S])aniards  made 
their  last  rally  can  be  seen  in  the  distance 
over  a  small  ridge  of  mountains.  Here  we 
passed  the  graves  of  the  gallant  troopers 
who  died  in  this  grand  charge,  beyond  which 
we  came  to  a  trail  leading  toward  Playa. 
The  regiments  which  had  been  encamped  on 
this  or-round  a  dav  or  two  before  had  taken 


142 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


Up  their  tents  and  exacitated.  It  seenied 
rather  lonesome  as  the  sun  slow!)'  made  its 
wav  above  the  horizon,  as  though  something 
big  had  happened,  and  given  to  this  place  a 
desolate  and  empt\'  air.  'I'here  was  some- 
thing wanting. 

On  the  left  and  right  of  us  the  place  had 
been  occu])ied  b\'  the  Xinth.  I'wenty-fourth, 
Sixteenth,  and  Se\ent_\-lirst  Regiments,  and 
some  troops  of  cavalry.  Xow  all  were  gone. 
Gone  where?  (jone  closer  to  their  enemies; 
working  up  to  a  ])osition  which  brcnight 
them  face  to  face  with  those  men  Spain  had 
sent  there  to  teach  the  "'  \'ankce  pigs  '"  h<»\v 
not  to  meddle  with  lighting  men,  and  wIkj 
had  boasted  so  loudK'  of  their  undx'ing  bra\'- 
ery  and  efticienc)-.  If.  as  historians  ha\e  re- 
])orte(l,  this  race  of  people  has  done  so  much 
in  the  way  of  reUing  upon  their  honour  and 
bra\er\-  and  the  justice  of  tlu'ir  cause,  why 
did  the\-  allow  oiu"  little  l)od_\-  of  men  to  en- 
croach u])on  the  ground  which  tlic\-  could 
not  hold  long  enough  to  intrench  tlK'm>cl\cs 
upon,  because  the  acti\ity  of  the  American 
forces  made  them  retreat  hurriedb'  tt)  theii" 
town    and    its    fortitications?       Sureh'     thev 


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THE   SIEGE   OF   SANTIAGO.  143 

might  have  made  a  bolder  stand  and  not 
have  allowed  ns  to  approach  so  near  to  the 
key  of  the  situation- — Santiago. 

From  Siboney  to  Santiago  the  distance 
is  abont  twelve  miles.  Our  troops  were  now 
eight  or  nine  miles  from  Siboney,  which 
l)rought  them  within  three  miles  of  Santi- 
ago. The  first,  second,  and  third  brigade 
of  this  army  corps  were  now  being  formed 
into  a  crescent,  which  crescent  was  stead- 
ily advancing  toward  the  intrenched  posi- 
tion of  the  l)ravest  troops  of  Spain.  We 
had  now  gone  about  five  or  six  miles;  we 
were  between  Las  Guasimas  and  Playa.  On 
the  right  of  us  was  a  cavalry  troop  now 
breaking  camp.  I  heard  the  bugle  calling 
the  men  to  "Attention!"  The  last  note  of 
the  bugle  was  scarcely  sounded  before  everv 
man  was  beside  his  trusted  steed,  carbine 
slung  on  the  side,  a  revolver  in  his  belt,  all 
ready  to  mount.  Once  more  the  bugle 
sounded,  and  all  threw  themselves  sprightly 
and  alertly  into  the  saddle.  The  command 
was  given,  "Forward!"  and  by  fours  they 
came  down  in  front  of  us,  blocking  our  way 
for  a  time.     We  halted  to  see  these  a'allant 


144 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


fellows  pass  us  and  take  position  (^n  the  road. 
We  followed  alons^  in  the  rear  of  this  troop 
until  we  reached  (Jeneral  Shafter's  head(|uar- 
ters.  Arrived  tliere.  we  unloaded  wliat  stuff 
we  had.  includin<,^  the  tent  and  eatables,  and 
left  our  mule  tied  to  a  tree  where  we  ex- 
])ccted  to  pitch  our  camp  that  nis^ht.  1  then 
made  for  headquarters,  with  Mr.  Hearst  and 
Mr.  Follansbee,  to  find  out  where  and  when 
the  balloon  was  likely  to  go  up.  We  were 
just  as  eager  to  find  out  as  yokels  at  a  coun- 
tr\'  fair,  where  balloon  ascensions  are  adver- 
tised as  the  main  attraction.  1  was  told  that 
the  balloon  in  charge  of  the  general's  start' 
was  already  a  mile  or  two  in  advance.  Hear- 
ing this,  we  proceeded  toward  El  Pozo  as 
fast  as  we  could,  and  we  had  not  gone  \erv 
far  before  we  saw  the  balloon  in  the  air  in 
front  of  us. 

Confound  it!  I  thought,  here  is  the 
chance  of  my  life  which  I  lia\c  missed,  a 
chance  where  possiI)]\-  1  migin  have  been  of 
\alual)le  as.sistance  to  our  army;  but  I  was 
doomed  to  disappointment.  As  we  followed 
along  in  the  wake  of  the  men  who  were 
handliuL:'    this    balloon,    I    found    it    was    not 


f^opyrigit,  189S,  by  W.  R.  Hearst. 

Part  of  the  Seventy-first   Regiment,   near  El   Pozo, 
orders  to  the   front. 


awaiting 


i 


i 


THE    SIEGE    OF   SANTIAGO. 


145 


likely  I  should  have  a  chance  to  ascend  in  it. 
It  was  now  at  a  considerable  height,  and  the 
men  were  making-  their  ol)servations  in  a 
businesslike  manner,  dlie  balloon  was  han- 
dled by  a  detachment  of  eight  or  ten  men, 
who  held  on  to  a  light  ])ole  or  spar  about 
twenty  feet  long,  to  which  were  attached 
the  guide  ropes  of  the  balloon.  Thus  the 
men  carried  it  along  from  one  point  to  an- 
other. Before  long  the  balloon  descended 
in  order  that  the  men  might  receive  further 
instructions,  about  which  I  know  nothing. 
1  made  all  possible  haste  to  ascertain  its  cor- 
rect location,  but  failed  to  do  so.  Shortly 
after  the  reascension  the  Spaniards  thought 
our  people  had  been  ballooning  quite  long 
enough,  and  that  it  was  time  to  choke  ofif 
the  play,  so  their  infantry  and  artillery  con- 
centrated their  fire  on  it,  and,  after  the  bal- 
loon had  been  punctured  quite  frequently, 
it  was  drawn  down  and  seen  no  more  dur- 
ing the  attack  on  Santiago. 

As  we  passed  along  the  narrow  trail 
which  was  the  main  road  to  the  sugar  house 
on  the  way  to  San  Juan,  it  was  filled  with 

infantry    and    artillery    troops.       The    men 

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CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 


seemed  an.\i()U>  aii<l  ea^er  for  tlie  fray.  They 
were  all  e.xpectancy.  all  uii  their  inellle — 
mettle  that  the  men  possihl)'  never  had 
shown  iK'fore.  I  had  seen  troops  many  times 
in  mimic  warfare,  but  never  had  I  seen  them 
so  near  an  actual  engagement.  As  we  jiassed 
alon^-,  1  thdui^ht  that  there  were  among 
them  man\-  whose  last  hour  was  near;  but 
little  did  the\-  heed  it.  for  there  is  one  con- 
dition existing  among  all  men  just  before 
going  into  battle.  1  fancy,  for  I  have  con- 
versed with  them  and  asked  them  this  very 
(|uestion.  and  all  seemed  united  oti  one 
thing- — that  is.  that  they  never  think  of 
being  \ictims  themseK'es.  biu  always  that  it 
is  "  the  other  fellow  "  that  is  destined  to 
wounds  and  death.  1  know  that  is  how  it  was 
with  me,  for  when  Mr.  Hearst,  Mr.  Follans- 
bee,  and  the  rest  of  our  party  crossed  the 
ri\er  near  the  sugar  house  and  made  for  the 
old  fort  at  l'".l  To/.o.  none  of  us  thought  of 
the  danger  which  was  to  show  itself  in  a  \er\ 
few  mintUes. 

It  was  now  aboiU  eight  o"cli)ck  in  the 
morning,  and  a  batter)-  was  stationed  on  the 
hill  directh   to  oiu"  rii-ht.  vmder  the  \er\-  tree 


m 


u'ht.  l^'^^,  bv  W.  K.  Hearst 


In   front  of  El    I'u/u. 
Grimes's  battery  in  the  distance  under  the  tree. 


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from  which  I  had  made  photographs  of  San- 
tiago a  few  days  before.  It  was  here  that  I 
knew  we  would  be  able  to  get  a  good  view 
of  the  movements  of  the  troops  which  were 
expected  to  go  into  battle  on  our  right.  The 
Rough  Riders  were  immediately  in  and 
around  this  fort  at  El  Pozo.  As  we  passed 
by  them  we  recognised  many  a  well-known 
face.  Several  of  them  saluted  us  as  we  went 
along  toward  this  battery  on  the  hill.  We 
had  not  proceeded  far  in  this  thicket  and 
dense  woody  undergrowth,  before  our  path- 
way and  progress  were  filled  with  what  we 
termed  Spanish  swords — a  species  of  cactus 
with  a  long  leaf,  which  grows  like  the  blade  of 
a  sword.  We  were  approaching  the  hill  very 
closely  when,  to  our  surprise,  we  heard  the 
orders  coming  from  the  of^cer  in  charge  of 
the  battery.  They  came  loud,  clear,  and  dis- 
tinct. The  first  conimand  rang  out  like  a 
clarion:  "  No.  i,  load!  ])rime!  fire!"  and  the 
first  shot  of  the  bombardment  of  Santiago 
was  unloosed  from  the  muzzle  of  the  rifle 
and  was  speeding  on  its  rotary  errand  toward 
the  mark. 

Following  this  came  the  orders  for  No. 


I4S  CANNON    AND   CAM?:RA. 

2  aiul  Xd.  3  muns.  and  soon  Cirimes's  l)attcry 
was  in  fnll  action,  (inn  followed  gun  in  its 
contril)Uti(»n  to  tlic  roai".  when  snddcnly 
there  was  a  l)ooni  in  the  distance;  it  sound- 
ed as  though  it  were  l)nt  an  echo  of  the  guns 
from  Grimes's  battery,  so  faint  was  the  sound, 
but  we  soon  discovered  that  we  were  right 
in  the  place  where  the  Spanish  shells  and 
shrapnel  were  landing.  In  and  around  this 
thicket  and  the  fort  at  Kl  i'ozo  were  a  great 
many  Cubans. 

A  \ell.  "  Here  she  comes!  ""  and  there  was 
such  a  screech  through  the  air  as  1  had  never 
heard  before.  Tt  was  new  to  me,  and  yet.  oh. 
how  magnificent  I  I  can  not  c;dl  it  terrible 
or  dreadful,  for  it  did  not  so  impress  me.  It 
was  the  sound  of  a  \ery  large  and  elegant 
skvrocket,  which  I  had  so  often  as  a  bo\"  ad- 
mired and  raced  to  fmd  the  stick:  but  oh. 
how  terrible  to  tind  the  stick  which  came 
from  one  of  these  ])roiectiles!  how  dreadful 
it  soon  appeared  to  me  when  I  saw  the  havoc 
wrought  by  the  shells! 

.\nothcr  boom  in  the  distance,  and 
screeching  through  the  air  came  .anotlier 
shell,      fn  (|uick  succession   these  shells  were 


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now  pouring  in  our  line,  wlien  suddenly  we 
were  hailed  by  an  officer  in  charge  of  the 
skirmish  line  of  the  Rough  Riders,  who  said: 
"  What  in  h — 1  are  you  fellows  doing?  Don't 
you  see  you  are  drawing  the  tire  from  those 
batteries?  For  God's  sake,  men,  get  ofT  your 
horses!  " 

For  the  first  time  things  began  to  appear 
interesting.  Mr.  Hearst  turned  his  horse  to 
me,  and  we  came  face  to  face  with  each 
other,  and,  with  a  smile,  he  said,  "  Well,  I 
guess  possibly  we  are  drawing  the  fire,  but 
we  are  not  the  only  ones  around  here." 

With  that  we  dismounted,  still  forcing  our 
way  toward  Grimes's  battery,  which  was 
pouring  shells  into  Santiago.  Wdien  within 
hailing  distance  of  the  battery,  a  shell  sud- 
denly came  from  the  enemy's  artillery  and 
burst  directly  in  front  of  one  of  these  guns. 
Another  followed,  and  before  it  could  burst 
in  the  air  as  the  previous  one  had  done  it 
embedded  itself  in  the  earth  not  fifty  feet 
beyond  where  the  commanding  officer  stood. 
Did  they  run?  Did  they  stop?  No,  it  was 
too  late  to  stop.  Onward  was  the  word. 
No.    I   was  reloading.   No.   2  was  fired,   and 


J 50  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

No.  3  was  (loin--  the  cxeciuion  expected  of 
it,  but  which  in  full  we  could  not  see.  Here 
we  thouo-ht  we  could  -ain  the  mountain, 
when  suddenly  we  were  hailed  and  given 
these  words  of  admonition:  "'  Have  you  fel- 
lows no  sense?  If  you  have,  for  God's  sake 
make  yourselves  scarce!" 

This   seemed   to   us   the   proper   time   to 
make  ourselves  scarce:  but  let   me  tell   you 
something:   In  our  party  of  four  cr  hve.  who 
was  to  be  the  first  (mic  to  say,  "  Let  us  go 
back"?     That  was  the  (luestion.     That  man 
was  wanting  :    that   one  man  could  not   be 
found,   fnr  it   is  true  as  Cospel   that   after  a 
man    had    gone    through    what    he    had    he 
would  never  allow  himself  then  to  retreat  or 
in  anv  wav  lead  any  one  to  believe  that  he 
was  a  coward.     The  time  for  any  one  to  set 
the  signal  of  a  yellow  streak  had  long  passed. 
I  am  not  speaking  now  <lirectly  of  our  i^arty. 
but    1    am   speaking   for    the    soldier   and    for 
the  trooi)er.  and  for  the  gunner  in  general;   I 
am  speaking  for  the  rank  and  file,  as  well  as 
the   ofticers   of 'our   army.      1    have    heard   it 
said   that   a  man   will   show   whether   he   is   a 
man  as  soon  as  he  gets  under  tire.     This  may 


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be  correct  in  many  instances,  but  when  you 
take  into  consideration  what  our  men  went 
through  long-  before  they  came  to  the  firing 
Hne,  if  the  white  feather  w^as  to  be  shown,  it 
would  have  been  hoisted  before. 

It  took  a  brave  man  to  go  through  the 
inauguration  these  men  went  through  when 
they  were  initiated  into  camp  life,  and  it  re- 
quired even  more  fortitude  to  withstand  the 
hardships  encountered  on  the  transports. 
When  once  upon  the  field  they  had  passed 
through  experiences  which  were  not  likelv 
to  be  outdone  by  anything  there  to  occur; 
they  had  experienced  about  the  worst  that 
they  could  have  had  to  endure.  It  took  a 
man  of  strong  nerve,  strong  constitution, 
and  strong  fealty  to  country  to  uncomplain- 
ingly accept  the  food  and  treatment  which 
these  men  had  to  undergo  in  order  that  they 
might  place  at  the  altar  of  Liberty  all  they 
possessed. 

It  was  a  paradise  for  these  men  to  be 
permitted  to  come  out  from  the  stench  of  a 
transport's  hold  and  land  in  Cuba;  to  ex- 
change the  dampness  and  filth  of  unventilated 
cattle   boats  for  the   sunshine,   however  hot 


1-2  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

the  rays.  Some  of  thcni  ha<l  l)ccn  in  l)attle 
before,  as,  for  instance,  the  Rough  Riders, 
who  had  gone  tln-ough  the  most  desperate 
conthct  of  this  war.  When  these  men  saw 
tliis  artihery  othcer  cheering  his  men  on, 
when  they  saw  on  the  right  and  left  their 
guidons,  and  in  the  centre  Old  (dory  grace- 
fully unfolding  and  waving  its  stripes  in  the 
breeze,  as  though  to  (lis])lay  its  insouciance 
and  confidence  of  the  (|uality  of  those  bearing 
it  as  their  standard,  who  could  stop  them." 
Could  they  ste])  backward?  Xo!  Nothing 
but  the  thought  of  occui)ying  the  place  now 
held  bv  the  enemy  wotdd  give  them  satisfac- 
ion. 

It  is  not  the  men  actually  engaged  on  the 
fighting  line  who  are  most  tried  and  who  feel 
the  contiict  most,  for  while  they  are  in  battle 
they  have  something  to  keep  the  mind  from 
self.  It  is  those  men  who  form  the  second 
line,  who  bring  u])  the  rear,  who  are  held 
in  reserve,  who  stand  ready  to  jump  in  and 
take  the  jdacc  of  the  bra\e  man  who  has 
died  right  in  front  of  liim.  whose  eyes  are 
peering  through  bushes,  while  he  sees  tlie 
men    droi)])ing   in    front    of  him.      lie   stands 


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there  waiting  for  the  order  "  Forward!  "  and 
when  the  l^ngle  sounds  he  jumps  forward. 
What  are  these  men  doing  all  the  time  they 
are  standing  there  waiting  for  this  word? 
Let  me  tell  you  what  they  are  doing,  what 
I  heard  with  my  ears  and  saw  with  mv  eyes. 
Let  me  tell  you  what  some  of  these  men  did 
and  how  they  did  it. 

After  crossing  the  river  by  the  old  sugar 
house  just  in  front  of  El  Pozo.  there  is  where 
the  men  were  rendezvoused  as  reserves.  In 
coming  down  from  El  Pozo  to  get  out  of  the 
line  of  fire  as  best  we  could  we  made  our 
way  toward  San  Juan.  Shrapnel  shells  were 
bursting  over  us  in  large  numbers:  men  were 
being  struck  down  beside  our  very  selves. 
They  were  falling  like  logs.  There  was  none 
of  the  stage  dropping,  by  first  jumping  five  or 
ten  feet  into  the  air — no  Rialto  business.  A 
man  was  hit.  and  he  simply  sagged  down  in 
a  heap,  sinking  into  the  low  bushes  without 
a  murmur,  without  a  word.  Had  you  been 
at  the  side  of  sonie  of  the  falling  men,  as  I 
was,  you  would  have  heard  nothing  from 
them  but,  "I  have  got  it!"  or,  ''It  has 
touched  me! " 


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CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 


These  were  the  men  actually  in  the  skir- 
mish line,  but  as  we  went  fartlier  on,  and  these 
men  went  l)eyon(l  us  on  their  way  to  the 
enemy's  trenches,  and  the  others  were  stand- 
ing- in  single  tile  as  a  support  to  the  main 
bodv,  the  shrai)nel  were  coming  very  close, 
for  these  places  had  been  occupied  l)y  the 
Spaniards,  and  they  knew  the  distances  and 
could  adjust  their  ranges  to  perfection.  They 
knew  the  trails  which  our  troops  would  have 
to  use  in  advancing  so  as  to  reach  and  en- 
gage the  Spanish.  They  shortened  their 
rang^es,  and  man\-  a  man  was  killed  or  wound- 
ed.  Man\-  is  the  man  who  was  maimed  for 
life  while  standing  waiting  to  go  on  the 
fighting  line  and  battle  for  his  country. 
Many  is  the  man  that  was  carried  off  before 
he  liad  a  chance  to  tire  a  shot. 

As  1  came  along  the  line,  anxious  in- 
quiries were  made  of  me.  "  liello.  mate,  what 
are  tlicN'  doing  in  front?""  1  would  answer: 
"  The\'  are  holding  their  own.  bo\s;  gaining 
steadilv.  Xot  a  foot  ha\e  they  lost  since 
they  started." 

A  feeling  of  pleasure  would  thrill  the  line 
from    riii-ht    to    left    when    thev    heard    this 


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155 


news.  As  I  told  them  of  the  brave  fight  their 
comrades  were  making  at  the  front  men 
grasped  with  firmer  hand  their  rifles,  some 
opened  the  chaml^er  and  examined  the 
mechanism  and  shells  inside,  in  order  to  as- 
sure themselves  that  there  should  be  no  miss 
when  the  time  for  action  came;  some  would 
draw  the  cartridge  and  place  the  end  in  their 
mouth  to  wet  it,  and,  with  a  tighter  grasp 
on  his  belt  as  he  took  in  another  notch,  he 
would  say  to  his  partner:  "  Bill,  this  is  the 
time;  the  time  has  come,  and  won't  we  show 
them  what  stuft'  we  are  made  of!  We  will 
show  them  how  to  shoot!  That  clean  score 
I  made  on  the  range  before  I  left  will  stand 
us  in  good  stead  now,  old  man."  His  partner 
would  give  a  knowing  wink  and  shake  of  the 
head. 

Anxiously  did  these  men  stand  there  all 
along,  peacefully  biding  their  time.  \Mien 
an  advance  would  be  sounded  you  would 
hear  the  notes  of  the  bugle  ring  out  distinct- 
ly and  the  order,  "  Forward  !  prepare  for 
action!  "  The  officers  along  the  line  would 
give  the  command  to  "  Unsling  rolls  and  pre- 
pare for  action!  " 
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156 


CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 


A  man  from  each  company  was  detailed 
to  look  after  the  rolls  and  haversacks  and 
the  e(|ui])ments  which  were  not  necessary  at 
ihe  time.  As  the  men  were  called  into  line 
of  battle  and  deploxetl  as  skirmishers  it  was 
a  s\y;\n  to  see  them.  With  grim  determina- 
tion on  their  faces,  they  looked  first  to  the 
ri,L;ht  and  then  to  the  left;  every  man  seemed 
to  be  a  trained  soldier,  every  man  seemed  to 
know  that  the  time  had  come  for  him  to  do 
his  dntv.  be  it  bnt  to  die.  liefore  being-  de- 
])loved  to  the  regular  distance  son  wonld 
see  them  standing  in  pairs,  and  at  such  a 
time  1  heard  their  conversation.  It  made  me 
feel  as  though  I  wanted  to  do  something 
mvself.  and  yet  I  could  not.      For  instance: 

A  big,  strong  sergeant  was  on  the  right, 
and  as  he  passed  along  and  ordered  his  men 
to  deplov,  the  Xo.  i  man  of  the  first  four  on 
the  right  of  the  com])any  said:  "Sergeant. 
I  nia\'  not  ha\e  a  chance  to  speak  with  you 
again,  but  should  1  be  wounded  and  not 
killed,  see  that  my  body  is  not  taken  by  those 
Spaniards.  If  it  is  the  last  shot  xon  have, 
sergeant,  and  1  am  wounded  and  ali\'e,  do 
not  lea\e  me  mitil  \c)u  are  sure   I  am  dead. 


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Then  if  they  get  my  l^ody.  they  can  not  hurt 
me  with  me  knowing-  it." 

This  was  the  pre\aihng  feehng  among 
the  rank  and  file.  They  were  determined  to 
go  in  and  do  their  best;  yet  they  feared  that 
they  might  l)e  taken  prisoners  by  these  cruel 
yellow  enemies  and  treated  as  prisoners  al- 
ways have  been  treated  by  the  Spanish  sol- 
diers. Soon  after  this  the  engagement  was 
opened  on  both  sides;  it  was  a  terrible  con- 
flict, made  more  hellish  by  the  roaring  of  the 
artillery,  the  popping  of  the  rifles  on  our 
skirmish  lines,  and  the  volleys  from  the  ene- 
my— all  of  which  lent  themseh'es  to  the  ter- 
rible discord. 

One  could  readily  distinguish  between 
the  firing  of  the  two  sides.  Our  men  were 
ordered  to  deploy  as  skirmishers,  and.  as  the 
officers  could  not  reach  the  men.  the  men 
received  orders  to  fire  at  will.  The  Span- 
iards in  their  trenches  were  firing  volleys 
thick  and  fast.  The  sounds  were  many.  The 
Alauser  bullets  whirled  along  the  surface  of 
the  grass  and  nipped  ofT  grass  blades  and 
cactus  stalks.  The  sound  in  these  cases  w'as 
similar  to  that  produced  by  one  holding  a 


J -3  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

newspaper  and  hitlin^L;-  the  corner  of  it  a  sharp 
tap.  Then  there  was  the  whi/./-inj;-  above  you 
all  the  lime,  'inhere  was  also  above  you  the 
screech  of  shrapnel  from  the  Spanish  artillery. 
This  sound  is  readily  comparable  to  putting 
the  power  on  an  electric  trolley  car.  The 
trolley  in  startini;-  has  but  a  small  (juantity 
of  the  power  i)Ut  on  by  the  motorman,  and 
it  increases  from  a  low  hum  to  a  hissing 
screech. 

The  shrieking-  of  shells  and  shrapnel  over 
my  head  had  a  fascination  for  me  akin  to  the 
eye  of  the  hypnotist  on  his  subject,  for  I 
could  not  ])rcvent  my  head  turning  upward 
when  tlu'\  hissed  by.  and  I  could  not  restrain 
the  idea  from  arising  in  me  that  1  ought  to 
l)hotogra])h  them  as  they  tlew.  As  the  morn- 
ing wore  on  and  the  battle  grew  fiercer,  the 
wounded  and  the  dead  were  now  increasing 
in  nunil'cr  momentarily.  This  did  not  con- 
tribute to  the  cheerfulness  of  our  men.  As 
the\-  saw  conn-ades  being  heli)ed  to  the  rear, 
where  they  were  taken  care  of  b\  the  Red 
Cross  hel])ers,  the  men  would  say  to  them- 
selves: ■■  Well,  he  has  got  it.  .Ma>be  we  will 
«'et  it  ne.xt.  but   1  bet  >omeb«-)dy  gets  it  ivom 


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me  first!  "  Nothing  daunted  these  men,  for 
they  jumped  right  into  the  place  left  vacant 
by  a  dead  or  wounded  comrade. 

In  travelling  down  the  narrow  trail  on 
the  right  of  the  Seventy-first  Regiment  I 
came  across  two  wounded  men  who  were 
lying  apparently  lifeless.  I  had  some  of  the 
bandages  which  are  supplied  among  the  arti- 
cles of  use  in  first  aid  to  the  wounded,  which 
I  applied  as  best  I  could.  After  doing  this, 
and  stopping  the  rush  of  1)lood,  one  of  the 
men  asked  me  to  sit  him  up  against  an  old 
tree  stump.  He  said,  "  I  know  you  can  not 
take  care  of  me,  but  put  me  against  that 
tree  in  a  position  where  I  can  see  around  me, 
and  give  me  my  gun  and  I  will  take  my 
chances." 

I  did  as  best  I  could  for  this  poor  fellow, 
the  bullets  meanwhile  whistling  around  in 
close  proximity.  I  did  not  know  whence 
these  bullets  came,  but  I  thought  from  their 
direction  that  they  must  have  come  from 
our  troops,  although  the  line  of  battle  was 
fully  a  quarter  of  a  mile  in  advance.  I 
turned  to  leave  this  man,  thinking  that  the 
Red  Cross  aids  would  soon  come  along,  as 


l6o  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

they  were  doin^'  q-ond  work  among"  the 
wounded,  when  1  lieard  a  cry  of  as^ony. 
and  I  turned  and  saw  tliis  man  fall  face  down 
to  the  earth,  lie  had  been  >hot,  as  1  foimd 
later  on.  clean  throui;"h  the  temple. 

These  promiscuous  shots,  we  found  later. 
came  from  the  sharpshooters,  wlio  were  thick- 
ly planted  in  the  trees  all  around  the  field 
of  action.  Se\errd  instances  ha\e  been  re- 
corded which  did  not  come  tmder  ni}-  per- 
sonal notice,  but  which  1  know  to  be  facts, 
of  many  of  the  doctors  and  ived  Cross  nurses 
and  aids  who  were  attending  to  the  wounded 
on  the  battlefield  ha\-ing'  been  shot  bv  these 
treacheroits  and  cruel  Spanish  sharpshooters 
in  the  trees.  Idie  Rt^d  Cross  on  a  luan's  arm 
ga\'e  no  inununit_\-  against  bullets  when  the 
wearer  was  an  American,  but  rather  seemed 
to  invite  these  creatures  to  show  their  l)ru- 
talitw  h'ollowing  .along  in  the  rear  of  the 
Third  r.rigade.  1  made  u])  m\-  mind  that  I 
wanted  some  pictures,  and  1  wanted  them 
badly;  btit  no  one  can  conceixe  the  dilTicul- 
ties  of  m.aking  pictures  of  men  in  action,  ])ar- 
ticularly  where  they  are  continually  covered 
with  dense  clouds  of  sulphurous  smoke.     On 


THE    SIEGE    OF   SANTIAGO.  i6i 

several  occasions  I  had  very  advantageous 
positions  for  securing  good  photos. 

In  crossing  the  river  early  in  the  morn- 
ing- I  had  marched  along  with  the  Seventv- 
first  Regiment  of  New  York  for  quite  a  dis- 
tance; when  we  branched  off  for  El  Pozo  I 
left  them.  Later  in  the  morning,  as  I  have 
said  before,  I  followed  in  the  rear  of  the  Third 
Brigade,  and  came  close  up  to  where  the 
Seventy-first  New  York  Volunteers  were  now 
engaged  in  deadly  combat.  The  fire  w^as 
galling.  It  was  simply  awful,  but  I  made  my- 
self feel  as  much  at  home  as  I  possibly  could. 
I  was  directly  on  the  right  wing  of  this  regi- 
ment, and  saw  them  at  close  range  during 
part  of  the  time  they  were  in  action. 

A  short  time  before  noon  I  was  peering 
through  my  glasses  when  I  saw  one  or  two 
companies  in  advance  of  the  remainder  of 
the  regiment.  I  could  not  quite  understand 
how  this  was,  when  suddenly  I  saw  a  halt  in 
the  advance  of  these  men.  They  were  de- 
ployed as  skirmishers,  and  were  sending  in 
a  galling  fire  upon  the  enemy  which  was  very 
effective. 

These   two  companies  had   the   old   type 


l62  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

of  powder,  and  every  time  they  fired  a  shot 
it  made  a  target  at  which  the  enemy  aimed. 
I  could  see  the  officers  every  now  and  then 
runnini;'  up  and  down  the  Hue  of  lire,  urging 
the  men  o!i,  when  suddenly  everything 
seemed  to  1)ecome  (|uiet.  Presumably  the 
officers  had  been  killed  or  wounded,  for  I 
could  no  longer  see  any  officer  in  charge 
of  these  two  companies,  now  numbering  be- 
tween one  hundred  and  one  hundred  and  fifty 
men,  when  suddenly  1  saw  this  group  of 
men  rise  as  if  out  of  the  earth  and  retreat  to 
the  rear  in  order  to  connect  themselves  with 
the  main  body  of  the  regiment.  As  soon 
as  these  men  raised  themselves  so  that  thev 
showed  slightly  above  the  high  grass,  the 
enemy's  sharpshooters  concentrated  their 
lire  upon  them.  Finding  themselves  in  an 
ex]:)osed  ])osition,  they  made  as  hasty  and 
orderly  a  retreat  as  was  i)ossible.  Reaching 
the  main  Ixxly  of  their  regiment,  they  im- 
mediately rallied  and  came  uj)  with  their  com- 
rades, fighting  as  they  had  done  before. 

I  have  an  impression  from  what  I  saw 
here — my  opinion  being  formed  from  mv  ex- 
perience    as     a     national     guardsman — that 


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163 


these  men,  finding  themselves  in  an  exposed 
position  and  without  officers  or  support,  de- 
cided that  it  was  better  to  fall  back  where 
they  could  get  officers  to  take  command,  and 
thereby  obtain  the  assistance  which  was  ab- 
solutely necessary  in  this  instance.  I  feel 
positively  assured  that  as  these  men  came 
back  they  got,  in  a  great  measure,  mixed 
up  with  the  Sixteenth  and  other  regiments, 
whose  officers  took  charge  of  them,  and  went 
back  to  the  firing  line  with  them.  Anything 
such  as  these  men  l)ecoming  stampeded  and 
showing  the  white  feather  is  absolute  folly. 
It  was  simply  a  case  of  no  leader,  and  that 
there  was  no  leader  on  hand  was  no  fault 
of  theirs.  The  men  of  the  Seventy-first  for 
their  gallantry  during  the  day's  fight  received 
high  praise  from  the  regular  officers.  That 
those  brave  fellows  should  have  been  accused 
of  cowardice  by  irresponsil)le  idlers  was  a 
cruel  calumny,  to  be  refuted  when  the  truth 
became  known. 


CHAiTEK    Xii. 

THE    CHARGE    AT    EL    CANEY. 

Heroism  of  our  colored  troops — Bold  dash  for  the  fort — A 
correspondent's  wound — A  non-combatant's  prisoners — 
Victory  at  last — Some  unexpected  horrors. 

Leaving  the  First  Mivision  of  the  Fifth 
Army  Cor])s,  we  nia<lc  our  way  over  to  l*",! 
Canev,  sounds  of  a  lica\y  en^a^'emeiit  with 
artillery  reaching-  onr  ears  as  we  ])rogressed 
to  the  eastward.  After  an  lu)in-"s  ritliui;-,  we 
came  to  the  main  road  leadini;-  to  VA  Caney, 
and.  as  a  result  of  the  hea\y  hrint;'  which 
had  been  .u'oinj^-  on  for  some  time,  many  were 
killed  and  woimded,  and  they  were  now  heinj;- 
hrout^ht  to  the  rear  for  transfer  to  the  h'irst 
J)i\ision  llosi)ital.  <  )n  our  route  we  passed 
a  coloured  trooper  who  was  heing-  assisted 
to  the  hospital.  \\  hen  1  met  him  I  said,  "  I 
see  thev  have  touched  you.  old  sport." 

"  W'hv.  vas.  sir;  yas.  sir,  they  touched  me. 

It's  a  darned  shame  to  think  they  sin.2:led  me 
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165 


out,  for  before  I  had  a  chance  to  raise  my 
rifle  they  touched  me  up  for  fair.  I  wouldn't 
care  so  much  if  they'd  given  me  a  chance  to 
touch  some  one  first.  I  was  just  standin' 
thar  waitin',  when  something  came  along 
and  said  '  Choo,'  and  they  just  '  chooed  '  me; 
but  I  guess  this  won't  last  long,  and  I  will 
soon  be  back  among  them." 

Such  was  the  feeling  of  these  brave  col- 
oured  fellows. 

The  Tenth  and  Eleventh  United  States 
Cavalry  consisted  of  these  coloured  troops, 
and  they  were  a  goodly  sight  to  behold. 
When  they  came  to  barb-wire  fences,  or  any 
obstruction  of  that  kind  which  impeded 
progress,  they  used  to  sneak  up  to  them, 
skulking  and  creeping  from  corner  to  corner, 
when  suddenly  with  a  wild  dash  they  made 
a  gain  of  twenty  or  thirty  yards,  and,  while 
it  was  necessary  in  some  cases  for  the  troops 
to  keep  silent,  it  was  impossible  for  these 
men  to  restrain  their  animation.  With  a  bold 
rush,  swoop,  and  yell,  they  leaped  into  the 
very  jaws  of  death.  A  coloured  corporal  told 
me  that  night— he  was  in  charge  of  a  squad 
of  men  sent  out  in  a  skirmishing  party — that 


l66  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

he  had  just  located  the  cause  of  the  havoc 
wrought  among  our  troops,  lie  said  that  he 
had  heen  Iviiig  in  a  comfortaljle  positicju  with 
his  men  and  doing  as  much  damage  to  the 
enemy  as  possible.  These  men  were  to  the 
left  of  the  fort  and  blockhouse,  and  almost 
directly  south  of  the  town.  As  his  squad 
were  lying  there,  sending  in  their  little  pills, 
he  suddenly  found  himself  and  his  men  the 
centre  of  fire  from  a  northerly  direction.  He 
could  not  imagine  where  this  came  from, 
when,  upon  changing  his  position  behind  a 
large  boulder  and  i)lacing  his  piece  on  the 
stone,  he  looked  around  for  a  while,  and 
thought  the  firing  proceeded  from  a  large 
steeple.  He  then  directed  the  fire  of  his 
S(|uad  on  this  church  steeple,  and  with  good 
effect,  for  when  this  church  was  afterward 
turned  into  a  Red  Cross  hospital  and  head- 
(|uarters  for  the  distribution  of  food  1  saw 
that  some  great  execution  had  been  done  by 
somcbod}'. 

I  met  this  trooper  at  the  same  church 
afterward,  and  as  he  saw  me  he  looked  up  at 
the  steeple  with  pride,  and  said.  *'  Massa,  you 
want   to  take  a  picture  of  that,  and   1  hope 


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167 


you  will  tell  nie  where  I  can  get  one,  for  that 
is  where  I  did  the  dons." 

And  there  is  no  doubt  he  did,  for  the 
bodies  of  several  Spaniards  were  taken  from 
the  steeple  that  night. 

When  our  troops  had  come  within  hail- 
ing distance  of  this  fort  at  El  Caney,  and  it 
was  decided  that  it  was  time  to  charge  the 
trenches  and  the  hill,  Lawton's  battery  had 
now  formed  in  position  to  the  eastward  and 
was  shelling  the  central  point,  from  which 
the  Spaniards  were  doing  such  deadly  work. 

There  is  no  doubt  but  that  history  will 
record  this  as  a  great  battle,  but  the  historian 
must  not  forget  to  give  the  Spaniards  due 
credit  for  their  work  at  this  place.  Never 
did  men  fight  so  fiercely;  never  did  an  of- 
ficer urge  his  men  on  so  eagerly  as  the  of^cer 
in  charge  of  the  troops  in  the  first  intrench- 
ments  at  the  foot  of  the  hill  roimd  the  block- 
house at  El  Caney.  He  was  seen  to  march 
up  and  down  the  trenches  as  erect  and  dig- 
nified as  though  he  were  on  dress  parade. 
If  Spain  had  any  honour  and  bravery,  a  large 
amount  was  concentrated  in  this  single  ofificer. 
His    conduct   was    magnificent.       He    simply 


l68  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

banged  away  and  urged  his  men  on  to  the  last 
des])erate  extremity.  They  knew  that  their 
end  was  near;  they  knew  that  they  could  not 
possibly  win  with  such  men  against  them; 
they  saw  our  troops  coming  nearer  and  nearer, 
until  they  were  within  a  very  short  distance, 
and,  as  one  of  the  officers  captured  at  this 
fort  told  me  the  next  day.  had  our  men  held 
ofif  a  little  longer,  they  would  certainly  have 
surrendered,  as  their  ammunition  was  becom- 
ing very  short.  But  it  seemed  as  though  our 
troops  were  desperate;  they  had  but  one  end 
in  \iew,  and  that  was  to  make  as  cjuick  busi- 
ness of  this  assault  as  possible.  I  told  him 
that  in  America  the  one  great  principle  in  the 
composition  of  the  thorough  American  was 
to  get  up  and  hustle,  and  that  is  what  our 
men  were  doing  here.  "  Ves,  but  it  was  walk- 
ing into  the  \cr\-  jaws  of  death."  he  said; 
"  for  while  our  men  were  recei\ing  terrible 
wounds,  we  had  other  men  ready  to  take  their 
l)laces,  and  we  were  in  a  far  better  position 
in  defending  than  the  .\mcricans  in  attack- 
ing, for  the  Americans  had  to  expose  them- 
selves in  a  great  man}-  ways." 

When  our  men  reached  the  brow  of  the 


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169 


hill  over  which  they  had  to  descend  into  the 
valley  they  encountered  several  barb-wire 
fences,  and  while  they  were  forcing  them- 
selves through  these  obstructions  they  were 
exposed  to  the  fire  of  the  Spaniards.  But 
nothing  daunted  when  our  men  saw  these 
blue-and-white  strij^ed  terrors,  with  their 
large  hats  in  the  trenches,  they  were  like 
hungry  lions  at  the  sight  of  prey.  Nothing 
short  of  victory  absolute  and  complete  would 
satisfy  them.  I  shall  never  forget  the  col- 
oured boys  when  they  made  the  grand  charge 
over  the  l)arb-wire  fences  and  into  the 
trenches  filled  with  Spaniards.  They  had 
been  waiting  and  watching  for  a  chance,  and, 
as  though  every  man  had  been  ordered  to  do 
this  thing  at  this  time,  they  did  it.  Lawton's 
battery  had  just  found  the  range  of  this  fort, 
and  was  playing  havoc  with  it.  Two  shots 
had  already  taken  effect  when  a  third  came 
and  completely  demolished  one  corner,  send- 
ing up  brickwork  and  earth  high  into  the  air, 
when  with  a  sudden  yell  these  two  regiments 
of  coloured  troops  made  their  bold  dash  for 
the  Spanish  trenches,  and  liefore  any  one 
knew  what  had  happened  they  were  running 


I70  CANNON    AND   CAMERA, 

and  junipini;-  into  the  very  nuizzles  of 
the  rilles  of  the  enemy.  Xo  (|uarter  was 
shown  until  the  hnL;ie  sounded  "  Cease 
firing!  " 

It  had  to  ])e  sounded  twice,  for  these  men 
were  now  let  loose  and  des])erate  in  their 
deadlv  work.  They  were  like  lri>hmen  at 
a  cotuitv  fair,  who,  armed  with  shillalahs, 
crack  every  head  ahove  the  horizon.  But 
these  men.  on  the  whole,  certainly  were  mer- 
ciful. As  soon  as  the  order  was  sounded 
ever\-  man  was  ujion  his  mettle  and  the 
wounded  were  cared  for  and  the  others  dis- 
armed at   the  earliest   possible  moment. 

( )n  the  right,  and  where  the  charge  was 
made  by  the  Seventh  or  Seventeenth  (I  can 
not  say  positively  which;  1  think  both),  on 
the  blockhouse  on  the  heights  of  the  hill  was 
a  fort,  and  James  Creelman  was  the  first  to 
gain  this  fort.  He  rushed  in,  backed  up  l)y 
several  of  our  troopers,  and.  grasping  the 
halvards  of  the  torn  and  tattered  Spanish 
Hag,  he  ])nlled  it  down  and  told  the  luen 
in  the  iovi  that  if  the)-  did  not  stirrender  they 
would  be  shot  down.  As  he  was  about  to 
leave  the  fort  ami  call  io  the  troops  to  come 


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171 


forward,  a  Mauser  bullet  from  some  unknown 
source  struck  this  brave  newspaper  corre- 
spondent in  the  left  arm.  The  ball  shattered 
his  shoulder  blade  and  came  out  of  his  back 
just  under  the  shoulder.  A  corporal  from 
the  Seventh  Regiment  caught  him  as  he  was 
about  to  fall  and  carefully  laid  him  down, 
when  his  friends  arrived  and  carried  him  to 
a  place  of  safety.  All  was  now  excitement  in 
and  around  this  fort.  Shots  quite  numerous 
were  being  fired  from  the  town,  until  a  com- 
pany had  to  be  sent  there  to  capture  or  kill 
whoever  refused  to  surrender  to  the  Ameri- 
can forces. 

It  was  now  becoming  quite  late,  and 
cloudy  in  the  extreme.  In  fact,  for  the  past 
two  hours  the  weather  had  not  been  good  for 
making  photographs.  But  what  a  dehght- 
ful  scene  this  would  have  been!  Here  the 
pen  had  the  advantage  of  the  camera's  eye. 
What  an  inspiring  picture  to  have  impressed 
upon  a  negative — the  soldiers  making  this 
noble  charge!  Fate,  however,  was  against 
me. 

After  getting  the  details  of  the  battle  and 
the    story    from    Mr.    Creelman    as    he    lay 


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wounded  on  a  litter.  Mr.  Hearst  inmiediatcly 
made  for  Siboney  with  his  report,  so  as  to 
get  it  off  to  his  paj^er  at  the  earUest  possible 
moment.  I\Ir.  Follansbce  was  anxious  to  do 
something-,  although  a  non-combatant  and 
one  who  had  gone  out  merely  for  adventure. 
He  eagerly  volunteered  to  go  with  twenty- 
five  men  and  search  the  \'illage  and  take  all 
the  Spaniards  found  who  had  been  combat- 
ants. Speaking  the  Spanish  language  quite 
lluently.  and  having  boys  behind  him  made 
of  the  right  stuff',  they  were  just  adapted  for 
this  work.  They  went  from  house  to  house, 
taking  prisoners  here  and  there.  At  one 
dwelling  they  found  standing  outside  the 
door  five  or  six  ?\lauser  ritles — a  sign  that 
their  owners  had  surrendered.  The  ca\alry- 
men  who  accompanied  Mr.  Follansbee,  with 
their  revolvers  drawn,  were  quite  energetic 
in  searching  e\'cry  little  nook  and  corner 
where  it  w;is  ])()ssil)le  for  men  to  be  hidden. 
Several  of  the  men  who  had  been  defending 
the  trenches  and  l"'l  C'aney  against  our  forces 
that  da\-  had  hurriedly  retreated  to  the 
houses  where  their  families  were  and  changed 
their    clothing,    so    that    they    looked    spick. 


THE   CHARGE   AT    EL   CANEY.  173 

span,  and  innocent  when  found,  but  they 
were  known  by  the  Cubans  to  have  been 
engaged  on  the  other  side  a  short  time  be- 
fore. For  this  reason  they  became  our  pris- 
oners. 

In  entering  one  house,  which  was  a  httle 
dry-goods  store,  the  woman  in  charge  was  so 
frightened  in  anticipation  of  some  harm  com- 
ing to  her  that  she  brought  out  several  bot- 
tles of  wine  to  give  to  our  troopers.  They 
politely  excused  themselves  and  went  for- 
ward on  their  errand.  Finding  a  door  that 
was  barred  and  locked  very  securely,  they 
asked  the  woman  for  the  key.  She  told  them 
she  had  no  key;  they  told  her  that  unless  the 
door  was  unlocked  they  would  batter  it  down. 
She  then  said  there  was  no  one  there.  Mr. 
Follansbee  ordered  the  troopers  to  batter 
down  the  door,  and,  with  a  cocked  revolver 
and  a  lighted  candle  in  hand,  he  peered  into 
the  darkness  of  the  cupboard  and  discovered 
five  Spanish  gentlemen,  all,  of  course,  full  to 
the  brim  with  bravery  and  honour,  hiding 
from  the  inevitable.  They  were  pulled  out 
unceremoniously  and  placed  with  the  rest  of 
the  prisoners. 


IJ4  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

The  prisoners  were  being  marched  down 
a  back  hme  when  they  were  accosted  by  a 
coloured  Cuban,  who  went  in  among  them 
and  grasped  their  hands  quite  warmly.  Mr. 
Follansbee,  thinking  this  man  might  be  one 
of  their  number,  took  him  prisoner  also, 
for  be  it  known  that  a  great  many  Cubans 
as  well  as  Spaniards  were  fighting  against  our 
forces.  Every  man  or  boy  that  was  able  to 
carry  a  machete  or  handle  a  rifle  was  forced 
to  declare  for  one  side  or  the  other.  Thus  we 
were  not  fighting  the  Spaniards  alone,  Ijut 
Cubans  wIk^  were  Spanish  sympathizers. 
When  this  Cul)an  black  was  taken  as  a  pris- 
oner he  resented  it  very  strongly,  and,  with 
uplifted  head  and  eyes  rolled  up  toward  the 
sky,  he  uttered  the  most  frightful  yell  I  ever 
heard.  He  called  to  his  God  for  protection, 
and  uttered  the  most  imearthly  cries  it  was 
]:>ossible  to  imagine.  \\  hen  ordered  to  desist 
from  this  air-tearing  iiractice.  he  declared  he 
was  a  Cuban  officer.  When  asked  to  show  his 
conunission,  he  plunged  his  hand  down  into 
his  pocket  and  dre\v  forth  a  dirty  parchment, 
and  ])ro\ed  that  he  was  an  ofiicer  belonging 
to   the   Cuban   arm\". 


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175 


This  was  a  strange  case,  to  say  the  least, 
but  it  was  explained  afterward  that  previous 
to  our  invasion  the  Spanish  and  Cuban  of- 
ficers had  been  known  to  be  on  quite  friendly 
terms,  and  it  was  not  an  infrequent  occur- 
rence for  these  officers  to  spend  the  days  and 
evenings  in  social  games  of  one  kind  or  an- 
other. 

The  capture  of  El  Caney  revealed  many 
horrors.  It  was  not  only  the  refugees  who 
suffered.  My  heart  bled  for  our  own  brave 
men.  Clad  in  uniforms  utterly  unsuitable 
for  tropical  climates,  the  heat  of  the  sun  com- 
pelled them  to  throw  aside  their  kits  and 
blankets  when  the  order  to  engage  was 
given.  When  the  cold  night  dew  fell  on 
them  they  had  nothing  to  protect  them. 
Chills  and  fever  resulted.  The  hospital  serv- 
ice was  pitiably  inadequate.  The  IMauser 
bullet  was  in  a  great  measure  responsible 
for  this.  Under  the  old  system  of  fighting 
there  were  four  wounded  to  one  killed. 
Under  the  sway  of  the  ]\Iauser  there  were 
nineteen  wounded  to  one  dead.  The 
wounded  require  care;  the  vultures  look  after 
the     killed.     This     unexpected     number     of 


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wounded  heavily  taxed  our  hospital  re- 
sources. 

It  is  a  ])ainful  subject  to  dwell  on.  That 
our  sick  and  wounded  slept  in  swamps  with- 
out shelter  is  too  true.  That  our  camps  were 
unsanitary,  that  disinfectants  were  sorely 
lacking,  is  also  beyond  dispute.  The  theo- 
retical camps  on  pai)er.  where  all  precautions 
were  to  be  taken  for  preserving  the  health  of 
our  troops,  proved  to  be  myths.  The  regu- 
lations concerning  the  boiling  of  water  be- 
fore drinking,  the  disinfection  of  the  trenches, 
the  prevention  of  men  from  sleeping  on  the 
bare  ground,  were  all  disregarded,  the  result 
being  the  popular  indignation  now  raging  as 
I  write.  If  these  battle-field  and  camp  hor- 
rors of  llie  American  Army  are  the  outcome 
of  the  regime  of  politics,  then  let  politics 
have  a  needed  and  thorough  shaking  u]). 
Let  the  field  artillery  commence  a  bombanl- 
ment  of  the  rascals  and  blow  them  out  of 
existence,  as  they  deserve. 

The  sight  of  the  refugees  at  El  Caney 
was  most  harrowing.  Wounded  and  starv- 
ing men  dragging  themselves  twelve  miles 
from   the   front   to   the   hospital   at    Siboney, 


Copyright,  1898,  by  \\  .  R.  Hearst. 

Seeking  refuge  before  the  bombardment. 


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THE   CHARGE   AT   EL   CANEY.  177 

dying  l^y  the  wayside,  and  becoming-  prey 
for  the  vultures  and  buzzards,  was  bad 
enough.  But  when  it  is  borne  in  mind  that 
women,  old  and  young,  wath  children,  from 
babes  in  arms  to  their  teens,  formed  part 
of  the  same  mournful  procession,  the  hor- 
rors accumulate.  They  had  fled  from  Santi- 
ago in  dread  of  bombardment.  The  vultures 
had  a  grim  and  terrible  banquet. 


CITArTr'.U    XTIT. 

OUR    BOLD    ROUGH    RIDERS. 

Colonel  Roosevelt  as  a  fighter— He  inspires  his  brave  men- 
Heroes  in  the  field — Sad  scenes  in  the  hospitals — Crimi- 
nal incompetence  or  what  ? — Burial  of  a  soldier  without 
benefit  of  clergy. 

Tx  the  progress  of  the  battles  on  July  ist 
and  _h1  a  great  many  deeds  of  heroism  came 
to  mv  notice.  The  men  were  told  l)efore 
going  into  battle  that  their  one  mission  and 
aim  was  to  kill,  to  defeat  the  enemy,  no  mat- 
ter wdiat  the  consequences,  as  long  as  it  was 
done  in  an  honourable  way.  This  admoni- 
tion was  in  every  sense  of  the  word  strictly 
and  religiously  adhered  to  by  our  troops  so 
far  as  I  know;  but.  oh,  how  freciuently  the 
rules  and  customs  of  civilized  nations  for  reg- 
ulating warfare  were  violated  by  the  dons! 
Soon  after  the  engagement  of  Jtdy  ist.  and 
e\en  before  the  men  were  actually  called  to 
the  line  of  battle,  the  shrapnel  was  doing  its 


OUR    BOLD    ROUGH    RIDERS.  lyg 

deadly  work  in  our  lines.  Men  waiting  their 
turn  to  be  ordered  to  the  fighting  hne  to  do 
execution  on  the  enemy  were  smote  down  by 
the  shrapnel  and  stray  bullets,  whose  fire 
they  could  not  return. 

It  was  interesting  and  sad  to  see  the  men 
brought  in  to  the  field  hospital  in  the  rear 
of  the  line.  The  first  wounded  man  who  came 
under  my  notice  was  a  Rough  Rider,  who 
had  been  on  the  second  skirmish  line,  but 
not  on  the  fighting  line  that  day,  being  held 
in  reserve.  While  acting  as  supports  to  the 
left  of  the  First  Brigade  shrapnel  were  drop- 
ping around  in  large  numbers  from  the  ene- 
my's artillery,  fragments  of  which  when  they 
burst  maimed  and  wounded  quite  a  few  of  the 
Rough  Riders.  During  this  period  of  wait- 
ing Colonel  Roosevelt  was  going  up  and 
down  the  line  of  his  regiment,  seeing  that  his 
men  were  ready  and  thoroughly  equipped  for 
immediate  action  should  they  be  called  into 
play.  This  man  is  a  wonder  in  many  ways. 
He  seemed  to  be  absolutely  ignorant  of  the 
nature  of  fear,  and  regarded  the  entire  situa- 
tion as  but  belonging  to  the  conmionplace  as 
he  went  swinging  up  and  down  the  line,  stop- 


l8o  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

\nni^  here  and  tlierc  t(i  make  a  remark  to  one 
of  his  officers.  W  lu'U  he  observed  a  face 
turned  to  liim  with  an  in(|tiirinL;-  look,  he 
would  g"i\e  a  nod  ot  recognition. 

He  said  to  his  men:  "'  PjOvs.  this  is  the 
dav  we  repeat  what  we  lia\e  done  Ijefore. 
^'()U  know  we  are  surrounded  1)\'  the  regu- 
lars. They  are  round  us  thick  and  heavy. 
Don't  forget  where  you  heloUL;'.  Don't  for- 
get what  you  are  fighting  for.  1  )on't  forget. 
bovs,  that  \()ur  reward  is  not  in  the  inune- 
diate  pre.sent,  but  think  of  what  will  come  in 
the  future." 

To  me  Colonel  l\oose\elt  a])|)eared  to  be 
in  thorotigh  tcnich  with  e\ery  man  in  his  com- 
mand, and  really  he  seemed  to  ha\e  a  personal 
ac([iiaintance  with  e\ery  man  from  major  to 
cofTee  grinder.  He  had  gained  the  esteem 
and  confidence  of  e\ery  man  in  his  regiment. 
He  had  made  himself  ""  one  of  the  bo\'s."  and 
the}'  knew  it.  and  1  was  certain  that,  no  mat- 
ter where  this  man  would  lead  them,  they 
would  follow,  regardless  of  what  the  results 
might  be.  1  le  ini]>arted  to  his  men  tiiat  won- 
derful determination  and  courage  which  he 
himself    ])ossesses,    and    which    is    contagions 


OUR    BOLD    ROUGH    RIDERS. 


I8l 


under  the  inspiration  of  a  born  leader.  The 
possession  of  this  attribute  assures  victory. 
It  is  beyond  description.  Only  those  who 
saw  and  felt  it  could  understand  his  influ- 
ence. It  did  not  need  a  command  through  a 
megaphone  and  a  shout  and  flash  of  the  sword 
to  get  the  men  to  move,  but  the  simple  wave 
of  his  hand  was  sufficient  for  e^•ery  man  who 
could  see  him  to  know  that  he  'was  going 
ahead  and  that  he  wanted  them  to  follow,  it 
mattered  not  where. 

As    I    observed    Colonel    Roosevelt    thus 
going  among  his  men.  inspiring  them  with 
the  same  burning  enthusiasm  with  which  his 
whole  being  was  aglow.  I  was  reminded  of  a 
memorable    event    some    months    before    in 
which  he  was  the  central  figure.     The  scene 
was  Fort  Hamilton,  New  York  harbour,  and 
the  occasion  was  the  calling  out  of  the  New 
York  naval  militia  for  its  annual  parade  and 
inspection.      Colonel   Roosevelt   was  at   that 
time  Assistant   Secretary  of  the  Navy,  and 
was  making  things  "  hustle  "  with  his  usual 
dash. 

The  men  were  formed  in  hollow  square, 
and  the  colonel  delivered  one  of  his  charac- 


l82  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

teristic  speeches,  full  of  patriotic  fire.  He 
reminded  the  younj;-  men  whom  he  addressed 
that  there  was  a  good  deal  of  dilYercncc  be- 
tween '■  funning  "  and  fighting  ;  that,  while 
the  Government  was  pleased  to  afTord  a  little 
aquatic  amusement  and  diversion  to  the  mili- 
tia in  time  of  peace,  it  would  demand  in  re- 
turn nuich  self-sacritice.  devotion,  and  endur- 
ance when  the  dogs  of  war  were  let  loose. 

All  this  he  jerked  out  in  short  ejaculatory 
sentences,  emphatic  and  epigrammatic.  He 
impressed  me  as  being  dead  in  earnest.  From 
that  hour  1  respected  Colonel  Roosevelt. 

It  had  been  said  before  the  first  battle 
in  which  these  Rough  Riders  took  part  that 
the  men  were  doubtless  si)]endi(l  fighters,  but 
fighters  who  were  ])roficient  chielly  in  their 
individual  capacity.  It  was  predicted  that 
collectivelv  they  would  n(U  do  braver  or  more 
ef^cient  dut\-  than  other  men.  for  the  reason 
that  they  were  not  cai)able  of  org;uii/.ation 
and  effective  united  action — in  a  word,  that 
each  man  would  tight  for  himself.  'Idiis  did 
not  pro\  e  to  be  correct,  for  e\er\-  man  stood 
])racticall\-  shoulder  to  shoulder  with  his  com- 
rade, and  when  an  order  came  to  adxance  or 


OUR    BOLD    ROUGH    RIDERS. 


183 


charge  or  fire  it  was  done  as  by  one  man,  and 
nothing  could  have  been  more  precise  and 
miHtarv  than  all  the  movements  of  the  Roueh 
Riders  in  every  instance. 

Along  the  road  leading  to  San  Juan  early 
in  the  morning  it  was  my  chance  to  meet  one 
of  the  Rough  Riders,  who  was  being  helped 
along  by  two  men.  As  he  approached  me  I 
levelled  the  camera  at  him,  and  made  my  first 
shot  at  a  wounded  American. 

\Mien  he  came  by  me  he  said:  "  I  think 
I  am  a  poor  subject.  I  am  certainly  an  un- 
lucky one." 

I  said,  "  How  is  that,  messmate?  " 

"  Why,"  he  replied,  "  I  haven't  had  a 
chance  to  fire  a  shot.  I  was  simply  lying 
there  when  I  got  touched." 

"  Are  you  hurt  very  much?  " 

"  Oh,  no;  this  arm,  however,  refuses  to  do 
duty,  and  I  must  now  report  to  the  man  of 
pills  and  lotions  and  let  him  find  out  what  is 
the  matter." 

A  little  farther  on  I  met  several  Cubans 
who  had  improvised  a  stretcher  made  from  a 
piece  of  canvas  stretched  over  the  limb  of  a 
tree.     In  this  arrangement  they  were  carrying 


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CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 


a  wounded  officer,  and  tlicy  had  already  car- 
ried him  ])ossihly  a  mile.  After  making-  a 
])iclnre  of  this  curious  incident,  as  the  of^cer 
was  in  terril)le  agony.  1  volunteered  my 
service  to  help  them  along  a  little.  I  took 
hold  of  one  end  of  the  litter  while  the  two 
Cubans  took  the  other,  and  we  hastily  car- 
ried the  officer  toward  the  hosi)ital. 

Suddenly  he  opened  his  eyes  and  saw  me, 
and  said  :  "  My  friend,  I  am  afraid  I  shall 
never  reach  the  hospital.  Won't  you  please 
let  me  rest  here?  "  I  asked  him  where  he  had 
been  shot,  and  he  answered.  "  In  the  side." 
I  asked  him  if  he  had  been  bandaged,  and  he 
said:  "  Xo;  but  I  have  my  hand  on  the  place, 
and  1  dare  not  let  it  go,  for  1  fear  I  should 
bleed  to  death." 

This  of^ccr  to  my  knowledge  held  his 
hand  upon  this  wound,  niade  by  a  Mauser 
bullet,  while  he  was  being  carried  a  distance 
of  two  miles.  Such  cases.  howe\er,  were  not 
frequent,  for  generally  whenever  a  man  got 
woimded  some  of  the  Red  Cross  aids  were 
soon  close  bv  in  attendance.  They  1)andaged 
the  men  in  the  best  way  they  could  uiuil  the 
field  ambulances  came  aU)ng  and  took  them 


u 


OUR    BOLD    ROUGH    RIDERS.  igc 

to  the  hospital.  At  the  hospital  on  the  first 
day  when  the  wounded  arrived  the  scene  was 
one  of  total  confusion.  Thev  were  scarcely 
ready  at  that  time  for  the  work  of  healing 
and  attending  the  w^ounded.  Operating  sur- 
geons were  very  scarce,  and,  while  Major 
Wood  was  turning  everything  almost  upside 
down  in  order  to  make  the  men  comfortable, 
it  was  absolutely  beyond  his  power  to  do 
them  all  service.  In  some  instances  anaes- 
thetics were  administered  by  persons  ignorant 
of  their  use.  Our  losses  were  very  heavy,  for 
the  stream  of  wounded  men  being  brought  in 
was  almost  continuous. 

There  were  several  operating  tents,  each 
with  two  or  three  operating  tables  in 
them,  and  these  tables  were  all  occupied 
until  long  into  the  night.  Amputations 
and  minor  surgical  operations  were  numer- 
ous. The  heat  of  the  day  was  awful.  A 
driver  of  a  provision  wagon  who  had  brought 
in  a  load  of  wounded  men  from  the  front, 
and  had  left  them  before  one  of  the  operat- 
ing tents  at  the  First  Division  Hospital, 
before  taking  his  seat  on  the  wagon  to  go 
out  for  another  load  went  to  his  fore  horse 

22 


1 86  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

to  adjust  some  little  (lisarrangement  of  the 
harness,  when  I  saw  him  suddenly  wa\er  and 
fall  almost  at  my  feet.  This  man  had  been 
doing  heroic  duty  in  helping  the  wounded 
to  the  place  where  they  would  receive  atten- 
tion and  be  cared  for  when  he  was  suddenly 
overcome  by  sunstroke.  This  seemed  a  pity, 
but  it  was  the  fortune  of  war.  In  a  moment 
another  man  was  at  the  ambulance,  up  on  the 
seat,  and  off  with  the  wagon  as  though  noth- 
ing had  hap])ened.  Helping  hands  raised  the 
poor  stricken  dri\-er,  took  him  to  a  shady 
nook,  and  there  accorded  him  attention. 

While  taking  a  picture  at  one  of  the  op- 
erating tents  of  a  man's  leg  being  amputated, 
I  had  made  two  j)lates  when  suddenly  I  heard 
loud  sobs.  1  turned  to  ask  my  assistant,  Jim, 
for  another  holder,  when  I  noticed  tears 
streaming  down  his  cheeks,  his  whole  l)ody 
shaking  and  trembling.  Seeing  that  he  was 
about  to  fall,  I  gi'asped  him  and  asked  him 
the  cause  of  his  trouble. 

"  Jack,"  he  said,  "  I  can  stand  to  see  these 
men  shot.  I  saw  them  fall  in  battle;  but  this 
is  something  beyond  my  endurance." 

With  that  he  colla]:)sed  into  my  arms.     It 


OUR    BOLD    ROUGH    RIDERS. 


187 


was  not  the  sight  of  a  single  amputation 
which  taxed  his  powers,  but  the  other  scenes 
of  the  poor,  helpless  wretches  sitting  around 
and  biding  their  time  for  an  opportunity  to 
come  under  the  edge  of  the  knife  or  the  grind- 
ing teeth  of  the  surgical  saw  with  an  expect- 
ancy and  desire  as  strong  apparently  as  that 
of  the  gallery  gods  at  the  side  ^loor  of  a  popu- 
lar playhouse  waiting  the  hour  \\  ,-  they  can 
be  admitted  to  purchase  their  tickets  and  see 
the  performance.  They  were  all  anxious  to 
have  it  over,  and  in  some  cases  they  displayed 
eagerness  to  undergo  an  operation  which 
meant  either  Hfe  after  suffering  or  death  while 
suffering  great  pain. 

After  a  man  left  the  hands  of  the  surgeon 
he  was  taken  out  from  the  operating  tent 
an''  ^jlaced  in  '  jceiving  tent,  where  he  was 
supposed  to  get  the  necessary  care  and  nour- 
ishment which  his  case  required.  As  I  went 
among  these  brave  heroes,  I  was  asked  time 
and  time  again  for  a  "  drinl-  something  that 
would  buoy  them  up,  something  that  would 
give  them  a  little  iife.  This  v  sadly  want- 
ing in  this  ^■'-st  Division  Hospital.  A  man 
after    un<l         i         a    se   ere    surgical    opera- 


1 88  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

tion  wants  some  stimulant — somethin.jr  to 
strcnglhcn  his  heart.  sometliinL;-  to  act  upon 
his  nerves  more  beneficially  than  watching 
other  men  similarly  afflicted  undergoing  as 
great  or  greater  torture  than  that  which  he 
has  just  felt.  But  nothing  in  the  way  of 
brandv.  whisky,  or  strychnine  (which,  I  be- 
lieve, is  used  in  many  case  to  strengthen  the 
heart)  was  given.  Not  being  a  medical  man, 
I  may  be  wrong  about  strychnine,  but  I  am 
positive  from  my  own  observations  that  many 
of  the  wounded  sufifered  severely  for  want  of 
a  stimulant.  1  know  that  many  a  poor  fellow 
lav  there  all  that  night  through  the  drench- 
ing rain,  and  the  following  day  also,  with 
nothing  but  a  cracker  and  a  drink  of  water, 
when  he  should  have  had  all  the  nourishment 
his  case  retiuired.  This  was  another  case 
where  General  Mismanagement  and  General 
Neglect   were  in  connnruid. 

It  was  hard  to  see  these  poor  men  suffer- 
ing at  this  time,  but  one  could  not  help  them, 
as  there  was  nothing  to  hel])  them  with.  Xo 
one  was  to  blame  for  this  treatment  but  the 
officials  in  the  service  of  I'ncle  Sam  who  were 
in  charge  of  the  various  departments  and  who 


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189 


permitted  such  lax  work.  It  may  answer 
some  objectors  when  the  statement  is  made 
that  one  man  can  not  see  that  everything  is 
done,  but  in  my  opinion  this  excuse  does  not 
fit  the  case.  Has  not  the  Government  given 
these  officials  all  the  aid  they  want  or  could 
possibly  use  in  the  proper  performance  of  the 
work  in  their  departments,  and  are  they  not 
responsible  just  in  the  same  manner  as  an 
employer  in  civil  life  holds  responsible  his 
superintendent  and  general  manager?  This 
shifting  and  dodging  are  characteristic  of 
moss-covered  officialdom  and  the  doctrine  of 
how  not  to  do  it.  Surely  the  nation  is  en- 
titled to  at  least  a  portion  of  the  energy  not 
spent  in  self-admiration  and  to  a  few  mo- 
ments of  the  time  for  which  it  pays  more  than 
ample  remuneration. 

As  I  went  back  toward  the  fighting  line 
the  roads  were  crowded  with  the  wounded 
who  were  being  brought  in.  At  the  cross 
roads  near  the  San  Juan  River  a  scene  met 
my  eyes  which  I  shall  never  forget — a  scene 
that  looked  like  cold-blooded  and  wanton 
cruelty.  To  this  place  the  men  were  con- 
ducted from  points  of  danger,  in  order  that 


190 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


they  might  be  comparatively  safe,  and  there 
they  waited  for  the  ambulances  to  come  along 
and  l)ear  them  to  the  rear.  For  hours  and 
hours  they  were  kept  at  this  ])onit,  and  all 
the  encouragement  the  wounded  soldiers  re- 
ceived were  words  of  cheer  from  the  wounded 
comrade  on  his  right  or  left.  luich  one 
seemed  to  think  the  case  of  the  man  next  to 
him  was  more  deserving  of  sympathy  than 
his  own. 

1  remember  talking  to  one  i)oor  fellow 
wh(j  was  shot  in  the  back  of  the  neck.  I 
asked  him  how  he  came  by  a  shot  there.  He 
said:  "  Well.  1  will  tell  you.  It  was  my  own 
company  mate  that  did  it.  I  was  lying  down 
in  the  grass,  rather  low,  refilling  my  rifie.  and 
I  rose  on  m\'  knee  to  fire,  when  suddenly 
m\'  mate's  gun  was  discharged  and  touched 
me." 

In  making  further  in(iuiries,  I  found  that 
main  laid  the  blame  of  their  wounds  on 
men  in  their  own  companies.  It  was  im- 
possible to  see  a  man  more  than  ten  or 
fifteen  feet  beyond  \  ou  in  such  high  grass 
and  shrubbery  as  the  army  encountered 
on    its    wa\'    to    San     juan.       Hence    it    was 


...r, ;;;.;,  IVI-.  I.y  \V.  R    IKarst. 

Cubans,  near  San  Juan,  carryinj^  a  wounded  soldier  to  the  rear. 


CopyriKhl,  H'J^,  I.y  W.  K.  llwirsi. 

A   \V()unde<l    l\oiji;h    Rider   beiii.i;    lielped    to   hospital    by   Cubans. 


OUR    BOLD    ROUGH    RIDERS. 


191 


that    men    were    shot    by    their    own    com- 
rades. 

The  men  who  were  kihed  were  being" 
buried  as  decently  as  circumstances  would 
allow.  One  instance  which  I  recall  was  that 
of  four  Cubans  carrying  one  of  our  soldiers  to 
the  rear.  They  had  borne  him  from  the  fir- 
ing line  to  a  point  where  he  was  free  from  im- 
mediate danger.  He  was  very  badly  shot. 
This  is  one  thing  I  can  not  understand:  sev- 
eral men  will  be  in  a  skirmish  line  together; 
a  whole  volley  is  fired  from  the  Spanish 
trenches,  and  a  man  who  is  scarcely  ten  feet 
from  another  w'ill  escape  every  bullet,  while 
the  other  man,  his  comrade  on  the  right  or 
left,  will  be  pierced  from  head  to  foot.  The 
man  to  whom  I  refer  must  have  had  six  or 
seven  bullet  wounds  in  his  body.  The  Cubans 
asked  me  if  I  had  any  water.  I  told  them  I 
had  some  in  my  canteen,  and  that  I  would 
give  this  poor  fellow  a  drink.  They  stopped, 
and  as  they  placed  the  litter  down  on  the  road 
I  put  the  mouth  of  the  canteen  to  the  soldier's 
lips.  But  he  was  beyond  the  help  of  mortal. 
He  had  already  breathed  his  last.  His  heart 
had  ceased  its  beating  and  throbbing. 


IQ2  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

We  took  him  aside,  hastily  (Iul;-  a  ,L;rave, 
and  as  we  were  about  to  cover  him  up  with 
the  earth,  and  there  was  no  cha])]ain  or  theo- 
loi^ian  to  a(hninister  tlie  last  rites  to  this  i)Oor 
dead  man.  1  took  it  ujjon  mN'self  to  say  de- 
voutlv,  '■  hearth  to  earth,  and  ashes  to  ashes." 
coupled  with  an  earnest  inward  hoi)e  that  he 
had  gone  to  meet  his  (iod  as  a  brave  man 
should. 

The  Cubans  were  (|uite  imi)ressed  with 
this  simple  ceremony,  and  at  its  conclusion, 
without  waiting  for  anything,  they  started 
back  to  the  line  to  aid  others.  I  found  that 
during  the  first  and  second  days"  lighting 
the  Cubans  had  done  good  service  in  this 
manner. 

The  manv  recjuests  T  met  at  the  hands  of 
the  wounded  were  varied  and  peculiar.  Most 
of  them  bore  their  ])ain  with  great  fortitude 
all  through  :  cries  and  moans  were  seldom 
heard,  and  onl\-  in  cases  of  extreme  agony 
would  a  sound  be  uttered.  As  they  had 
shown  bra\er\-  on  the  fighting  line,  so  was 
their  conduct  under  the  lance,  knife,  saw.  and 
needle  of  the  surgeons.  I  saw  several  opera- 
tions  where   the   subjects   entering   emerged 


OUR    BOLD    ROUGH    RIDERS.  1Q3 

victims,  and  as  they  were  laid  out  for  burial 
and  Old  Glory  waved  its  folds  above  them  I 
thought  :  Such  is  the  hero's  reward  from 
his  country;  what  his  Maker  gives  we  know 
not. 


CHArTER    XTV. 

SHARPSHOOTERS    IN   ACTION'. 

Persecution  by  Spanish  marlvsmen — Narrow  escapes  from 
death — The  captuie  of  the  bloclchouse — Life  in  the 
trenches — The  roll  call. 

I  OMITTED  to  say  that  the  second  day's 
battle  opened  very  early  in  the  morning-  with 
volley  tiring-  from  the  Spanish  trenches  before 
Santiago,  and  was  at  once  answered  by  the 
repeating  fire  of  the  American  forces.  I  was 
that  night  cam])e(l  at  General  Shafter's  head- 
quarters, and  early  in  the  morning,  almost  be- 
fore daybreak,  we  were  suddenly  aroused  by 
the  noise.  I  (|uickly  scrambled  to  my  feet  and 
in(|nired  the  cause  from  some  of  the  troopers 
of  the  I'ifth  Artillery.  [  was  told  we  were 
being  iired  upon  b}-  shari)shooters. 

What   caused   the  enemy's  sharpshooters 

to   make   ;in   attack   upon    General   Shafter's 

head(|uarters    was,    1    imagine,    because    they 

knew  he  was  not  in  the  tield.  but  was  off  here 
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in  liis  headquarters,  five  or  six  miles  from  the 
firing  line.  General  Shafter  was  much  indis- 
posed during  the  first  and  second  days'  bat- 
tle, and  was  continually  confined  to  his  cot. 
Most  of  the  time  an  attendant  was  rubbing 
his  head,  for  what  purpose  I  can  not  imagine, 
but  the  general  must  have  derived  much  com- 
fort from  it,  for  the  man  was  engaged  in  a 
"  continuous  performance."  I  was  rather  sur- 
prised to  know  that  a  general  in  charge  of 
such  a  force  of  men  at  such  an  important  time 
would  permit  himself  to  be  so  far  in  the  rear 
of  his  forces,  but  such  was  the  information 
I  personally  acquired  at  this  period. 

The  Fifth  Artillery  went  in  search  of  these 
sharpshooters,  and  they  did  not  travel  far 
before  they  located  them  in  several  large 
mango  trees.  These  boys  were  angry  at  being 
interrupted  during  roll  call  and  having  to 
postpone  their  breakfast,  and  they  made 
short  shrift  of  these  "  dagoes  "  who  dared  per- 
petrate such  a  trick  on  the  general's  head- 
quarters. These  sharpshooters.  I  understand 
from  relial)le  information,  were  men  who  had 
received  sentences  of  life  imprisonment  for 
various  crimes,  and  thev  were  armed  and  sent 


1C)6  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

on  this  duty  with  the  understancHng-  that  if 
they  earned  their  freedom  they  might  have  it. 
They  were  told  the\-  were  to  be  free  men  at 
the  end  of  tlie  war.  hut  this  was  the  perilous 
price  which  they  had  to  pay.  The  stake  was 
sufficient  inducement  to  make  them  risk  their 
lives,  and  man\'  were  prevented  from  finish- 
ing their  term  of  service  either  in  prison  or 
in  the  ranks  by  our  bullets. 

Some  troo])ers  after  breakfast  v»ere  sent 
along  to  Kl  Caney  with  hospital  wagons  to 
bring  in  the  wounded  to  the  general  hospital. 
As  r  wanted  to  see  Kl  Caney  again  and  get 
some  good  photographs  of  the  town  and  the 
fort,  it  having  been  too  late  on  the  previous 
evening  to  make  good  pictures.  1  followed 
along  with  this  detachment  of  troo])s.  We 
had  been  warned  that  sharj^shooters  were  all 
along  the  trail  from  general  ]iead(|uarters  to 
El  Caney.  This  was  a  march  of  four  or  five 
miles,  and  we  were  continually  expecting 
some  excitement.  Nothing  of  importance, 
however,  occurred  e.\ce]it  the  false  alarm 
given  at  intervals  by  those  plagued  land  crabs. 
We  soon  arrived  at  the  main  road  leading  to 
El  Canev.     On  reaching-  the  orates  and  the 


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SHARPSHOOTERS   IN    ACTION.  jq; 

barricades  with  which  this  road  had  been  forti- 
fied, we  were  suddenly  fired  upon  from  a 
blockhouse  on  a  mountain  just  beyond  this 
little  town.  At  first  I  thought  it  was  some  of 
our  own  troops  who  were  firing,  through  ig- 
norance of  who  we  were,  but  as  I  saw  our 
men  in  the  fort  to  our  right  waving  and  beck- 
oning to  us  to  lie  low,  I  knew  something  else 
was  up.  We  could  not  understand  being 
fired  upon,  and  thought  it  might  possibly 
come  from  Cubans;  but  we  were  told  by  sev- 
eral Cubans  who  were  with  us  that  the  block- 
house just  beyond  this  town  was  still  occu- 
pied by  Spaniards.  This  did  not  affect  us 
very  materially,  for  I  went  to  work  and  made 
several  pictures  of  the  town,  its  surroundings, 
and  the  blockhouse  beyond. 

The  scene  in  and  about  this  little  town 
was  awful.  Dead  bodies  were  lying  around 
in  profusion,  dead  horses  were  numerous,  and 
the  vultures  were  having  quite  a  feast.  The 
people  of  El  Caney  had  not  yet  returned  to 
the  town,  and,  as  a  consequence,  their  dead 
had  not  been  removed  from  the  roadways  and 
paths  in  which  they  were  shot  down.  In 
crossing  from  one  house  on  the  outskirts  of 


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CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


this  town  and  in  goint;-  over  the  fences  toward 
the  churcli  I  came  across  a  very  jjiiiable  sight 
in  one  of  the  back  yards  of  one  of  the  Httle 
shanties.  .\  httle  hoy  had  been  going  from 
one  vard  In  another  through  a  hole  in  the 
fence  se])arating  them,  and  had  got  about 
halfwav  through  when  he  must  have  come  in 
the  line  of  a  bullet  or  piece  of  shell  tired  from 
our  artillerv.  for  one  side  of  his  head  was  en- 
tirely blcnvn  away  and  the  child  lay  tlat  on 
his  face. 

I  returned  to  the  lower  road  and  made 
toward  the  main  fort  at  El  Caney.  when  tir- 
ing was  resumed  more  \igorotisl}".  and  it  be- 
came api)arent  that  we  were  the  targets  of 
some  Spaniards  half  or  three  ijuarters  of  a 
mile  awaw  ( )in-  boys  who  were  in  the  fort 
veiled  and  waxed  to  us  to  get  out  of  the  line 
of  their  vision;  l)ut  we  wei"e  after  pictures, 
and  had  to  ]ia\e  theiu,  so  we  stood  the  tiring 
as  long  as  was  necessary. 

When  we  reached  an  old  tttmble-down 
ho\el  which  lay  directly  in  front  of  the  fort 
I  halted  my  horse,  and.  as  I  wanted  to  have 
a  somewhat  ekwated  ])osition  for  taking  a 
photo,    1   stood   up  in   the   stirru])S   and   held 


SHARPSHOOTERS    IN   ACTION.  igg 

my  camera  as  high  as  I  possibly  could  in  order 
to  make  a  picture  of  the  surrounding  coun- 
try and  the  field  of  battle  over  which  our  boys 
had  so  gallantly  charged  on  the  preceding 
day.  Aly  man  Jim  was  holding  the  horse's 
head,  so  as  to  keep  him  as  still  as  possible, 
when  suddenly  a  Mauser  bullet  caught  Jim 
on  the  side  of  the  cheek  and  just  furrowed 
out  the  flesh.  We  decided  then  that  we 
would  no  longer  be  targets  for  men  securely 
sheltered  at  long  range,  where  we  could  do 
them  no  harm  even  if  we  so  desired. 

We  returned  to  the  main  road,  intending 
to  make  our  way  to  San  Juan.  After  we  had 
proceeded  about  half  a  mile  I  discovered  that 
I  had  lost  the  releasing  bulb  from  my  camera. 
This  was  unpleasant  information,  as  it  was 
impossible  for  me  to  make  any  more  pictures 
without  this  bulb,  so  we  had  to  go  back  over 
the  ground  again  to  search  for  this  requisite 
adjunct  to  my  camera.  We  found  it  finally 
ten  feet  from  where  we  started.  Returning, 
we  had  to  cross  the  line  of  fire  of  the  Span- 
iards in  the  blockhouse  who  had  tried  to  pink 
us  before,  and  they  did  not  refrain  from  fir- 
ing at  us  on  our  way  back.     This  time,  how- 


200  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

ever,  we  were  fortunate  in  seeing  some  of  our 
cavalry  troops  apjiroaching.  and  when  we  met 

tlicin  \vc  told  thcni  wliat  liad  hai)])cncd. 
They  said  they  had  heard  of  it,  and  were  going 
to  stop  it.  They  advanced  to  the  block- 
house, and  after  a  short  engagement  the 
S])aniards  within  ignominiously  surrendered, 
hut  there  were  only  four  miserable  survivors 
in  the  party.  They  were  brought  in  and 
placed  with  the  other  prisoners  who  were 
being  sent  to  General  Shafter's  headquarters 
at  Playa. 

These  men  afterward  quite  frankly  ad- 
mitted to  a  sergeant  that  we  were  the  only 
game  they  saw  that  morning,  and  they  wanted 
to  bag  us  if  they  could;  that  we  came  and 
made  excellent  targets  for  them,  but  they 
could  not  manage  to  hit  us.  This  was  pleas- 
ant news,  and  I  congratulated  m\self  upon 
their  lack  of  skill  in  marksmanship:  and  1 
told  them  that  had  the  conditions  been  re- 
versed, and  the  gim  been  in  my  hand,  the  re- 
sult nn'ght  ha\-e  been  dilYerent.  1  then  lev- 
elled my  camera  at  them,  and  they  thought  it 
a  diminutive  magazine,  for  they  shrank  from 
it  with  fear  and  wontlerment. 


SHARPSHOOTERS    IN    ACTION.  20I 

In  l)ringing  these  prisoners  captured  at 
El  Caney  to  the  headquarters  of  General 
Shafter.  they  showed  their  dissatisfaction  at 
having-  to  walk  the  five  or  six  miles  interven- 
ing. They  said:  "  Why  do  you  take  us  so 
far  to  kill  us?  If  you  are  going  to  kill  us,  why 
not  do  it  here?  "     This  was  characteristic. 

When  they  were  told  that  they  were  to 
be  taken  to  camp  and  fed  on  decent  rations, 
they  would  scarcely  believe  it.  looking  upon 
our  story  as  a  fairy  tale.  It  seemed  to  them 
incredible  that  after  what  they  had  done  we 
should  be  so  lenient  to  them  as  to  spare  their 
lives  and,  more  than  all,  feed  them  as  we  fed 
our  own  soldiers.  They  knew  right  well  that 
thev  would  not  treat  American  prisoners  in 
the  same  way.  but.  far  from  seeing  the  supe- 
riority of  our  merciful  code  of  ethics,  they 
looked  upon  us  with  something  akin  to  con- 
tempt. They  probably  recalled  the  treatment 
they  had  given  the  poor  Cubans  they  cap- 
tured, and  they  expected  the  same  fate  at  our 
hands.  They  were,  however,  most  agreeably 
disappointed. 

\\n-ien  they  arrived  at  Shafter's  headquar- 
ters they  were  transferred  to  a  camp,  where 


202  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

ihcy  were  made  comfortable,  to  await  further 
disposition  at  General  Shafter's  convenience. 
'J'wo  lienten.ants  who  were  ca])lured  among 
the  other  jjrisoners  at  1^1  C'anev  were  hrought 
to  General  Shafter.  I  inter\iewed  and  photo- 
graphed them,  after  which  ordeal  thev  were 
ushered  into  the  presence  of  Cieneral  Shafter 
for  cross-examination  as  to  their  ])osition  and 
for  other  information  that  they  might  be 
willing  to  gi\e  in  regard  to  the  Spanish  forces. 
It  was  quite  a  contrast  to  see  this  soldierly 
Spanish  lieutenant  in  the  presence  of  Cieneral 
Shafter;  for.  while  this  officer  stood  erect 
witli  his  hat  in  his  hand  and  his  blanket  under 
his  arm.  General  Shafter  was  reposing  leisure- 
ly, without  his  uniform  on.  upon  a  couch, 
with  an  inter])reter  at  one  end  of  the  couch 
and  the  Spanish  lieutenant  whom  Genera! 
Shafter  was  examining  standing  at  the  other. 
I  was  at  hand  here  to  make  a  ])icture,  as 
I  thought  it  (|uite  a  good  subject,  when  1  was 
peremj)torily  ordei'ed  a\\a\-  b\-  oue  of  (  ieneral 
Shafter's  aids.  This  S])aiiish  lieutenant  was 
kept  in  the  detention  cam])  for  two  or  three 
<lays. after  which  he  was  e\entuall\'  exchanged 
for   1  .ieulenant    1  lobson. 


Copvil-llt.  |S!IS,  l,y  \V.  R.  ll,;iist. 

Spanish  lieutenants  on  the  way  to  General  Shafter's  headquarters. 
One  was  exchanged  for  Lieutenant  Hobson. 


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SHARPSHOOTERS    IN   ACTION. 


203 


I  next  proceeded  to  the  front  to  find  out 
how  our  boys  were  progressing.  They  had 
been  at  it  hot  and  heavy  all  day,  and  as  the 
afternoon  came  on  large  clouds,  very  ominous 
looking,  were  coming  up  in  the  southwest. 
The  lightning  became  very  vivid  and  loud 
peals  of  thunder  were  heard,  and  soon  a  se- 
vere thunderstorm  burst  over  the  entire  field 
of  action.  The  rain  came  down  in  torrents, 
and  it  was  a  cold,  midwinter  rain.  It  was  so 
cold  that  some  of  the  drops  turned  into  hail. 
I  made  for  a  sheltering  tree,  and  covered  my 
camera  and  plates  with  a  rubber  blanket, 
while  we  got  soaked  to  the  skin  ourselves. 
This  storm  lasted  for  an  hour  or  so,  when 
suddenly  the  sun  broke  forth  from  behind 
clouds  and  sent  its  rays  in  all  their  tropical 
intensity  down  upon  the  scene,  which  was 
soon  a  reeking  and  stewing  mass.  The  firing 
did  not  cease  during  this  little  wetting.  It 
continued  until  nightfall. 

Life  with  the  troops  in  the  trenches  at 
night  is  not  very  enjoyable,  yet  it  is  well 
worth  the  experience  for  the  novelty  of  the 
thing.  At  night,  when  hostilities  have  ap- 
parently ceased,  the  soldiers  intrench  them- 
24 


204 


CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 


selves  and  throw  up  breastworks,  and  by 
other  means  seek  to  fortify  themselves  against 
the  attacks  of  the  enemy  on  the  coming  day: 
While  in  this  i)osition  it  is  desirable  and 
necessary  that  one  should  conceal  one's  self, 
and  no  fire  can  be  lit  for  the  purpose  of  cook- 
ing a  pot  of  coffee  or  frying  a  little  l)acon. 
so  one  has  to  subsist  upon  hard-tack  and 
water.  This  diet  makes  life  in  the  trenches 
almost  unbearable. 

As  soon  as  one  has  l)ccome  comfortably 
ensconced  and  darkness  has  set  in.  s(iuads  of 
men  arc  sent  out  to  InuU  for  a  good  sujiply 
of  water.  A  man  starts  o(i  with  a  dozen  can- 
teens strung  from  his  shoulder,  always  on  the 
alert  for  what  may  happen.  Pickets  are  sta- 
tioned and  outposts  are  cautioned  to  be  on 
the  alert,  for  a  sudden  night  attack  is  always 
to  be  guarded  against.  Those  with  tobacco 
had  a  luxury,  and  those  haxing  matches  were 
e(|uall\'  fortunate,  for  a  match  that  is  able 
to  do  dutv  after  nmcli  ser\-ice  in  the  jiocket 
of  a  private  drenched  with  rain  and  sweat  was 
a  je\\el  of  the  hrst  water,  indeed,  and  one  not 
fre(|uentl\  found.  Tobacoo  is  all  right  if  you 
have   it;  therefore   matches   were   at    a   high 


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SHARPSHOOTERS    IN    ACTION. 


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premium.  The  men  were  all  eager  at  this 
time  to  learn  who  had  been  taken  off  bv  the 
day's  engagement,  and  who  had  been  left 
with  them.  The  officers  were  very  busy  find- 
ing out  how  man}-  men  they  had  lost,  for 
while  in  battle  it  was  the  duty  of  every  man 
to  go  forward,  even  if  his  brother  should  drop 
by  his  side,  so  long  as  he  was  able  to  hold  a 
gun  and  fire  a  bullet.  It  was  the  duty  of 
those  who  followed  to  take  care  of  the  wound- 
ed, and  how  well  they  did  it  is  fully  exempli- 
fied by  the  small  list  of  missing  on  the  rolls 
of  our  army  at  the  present  time. 


CHAPTER    XV. 

THE    GREAT    NAVAL    BATTLE. 

How  Cervera's  squadron  put  out  of  Santiago  and  was  de- 
stroyed— Photographing  the  stranded  ships — A  capture  of 
Spanish  prisoners. 

Sunday,  July  3.  1898.  will  long  be  remem- 
bered in  tlie  navy  of  Uncle  Sam.  The  long- 
looked-for  Heet  of  Admiral  Cervera  was  at 
hand,  and  there  was  to  l)e  an  engagement. 
The  Maine  was  to  be  remembered,  fhe  fleet 
which  Spain  had  sent  to  Cuba,  and  wliich  had 
been  i)laying  at  hide-and-seek  until  bottled  up 
in  Santiago,  w^as  now-  to  make  that  memorable 
dash  out  of  the  harbour — in  truth  an  effort  for 
liberty,  glory,  or  death.  The  sinking  of  the 
Merrimac  had  not  stopped  the  fleet  of  Cer- 
vera from  making  its  exit  from  the  harbour. 
The  brave  Lieutenant  Ilobson  and  the  heroes 
who  accompanied  him.  who  at  the  risk  of 
their  li\cs  went  in  there  and  sank  the  Merri- 
mac in  order  that  Cer\era  might  not  be  able 
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THE  GREAT  NAVAL  BATTLE.     207 

to  get  his  fleet  out  of  the  long  neck  of  this 
harbour,  which  was  Hkened  to  a  bottle,  did 
not  have  the  pleasure  of  seeing  this  fleet  de- 
stroyed, for  it  was  not  until  three  days  after 
the  destruction  of  this  fleet  that  these  brave 
men  were  released  by  exchange  from  the 
hands  of  the  enemy. 

On  this  beautiful  Sunday  morning,  as  the 
men  were  just  finishing  cjuarters,  a  lookout 
on  one  of  the  ships  of  the  blockading  squad- 
ron suddenly  saw  in  the  distance  a  column 
of  smoke  rising  over  the  land  close  by  the 
harbour  entrance,  which  appeared  to  be  the 
smoke  issuing  from  the  funnel  of  a  steamer 
which  was  making  headway  toward  the 
mouth  of  the  harbour  of  Santiago.  This  was 
reported  to  the  signal  quartermaster,  who 
sent  the  news  to  the  officer  of  the  deck  on 
his  ship.  The  news  was  flashed  around  the 
fleet  with  surprising  quickness,  and  every  one 
was  at  once  on  deck  scanning  the  entrance 
of  Santiago  harbour  with  glasses.  It  did 
not  take  long  to  determine  that  something 
unusual  was  on  foot,  and  before  long  the  fore- 
most of  the  vessels  in  this  line  composing  Ad- 
miral Cervera's  fleet,  the  Maria  Teresa,  which 


2o8  CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 

was  Admiral  C"er\era's  flat^shij).  made  its  ap- 
pearance round  the  headland  and  a  dash  for 
the  o])en  sea.  The  ships  of  the  American 
fleet  were  not  expecting  this  movement,  and 
they  were  not  at  all  prepared  for  it  as  they 
would  have  been  had  they  been  forewarned. 
I')Ut  it  does  not  take  long  for  an  American 
Jacky  to  adapt  himself  to  any  circumstances. 

Signals  were  soon  fl>'ing  from  the  Brook- 
lyn, the  Hagship  of  Admiral  Schley,  for  Ad- 
miral Sampson  was  al)sent,  having  gone  to 
the  eastward  as  far  as  Siboney  to  have  a  con- 
sultation with  (ieneral  Shaft er;  therefore  the 
duty  of  destroying  the  Spanish  fleet  fell  to 
Admiral  Schley  and  the  captains  of  the  vari- 
ous shi])s,  and  how  admiral )l}-  thev  did  it  the 
world  knows. 

The  last  time  I  saw  the  Ocpicndo  and  the 
\'iscaya  was  the  evening  u])on  which  I  sailed 
out  of  Haxana  harbour  and  so  defiantly 
wa\ed  the  Stars  and  Stripes  of  America.  Xow 
they  were  about  to  do  what  brave  Ca])tain 
Eulatc  had  said  when  he  \isited  Xew  York 
some  time  ])rior  to  the  declaration  of  war — 
namelw  that  if  the  time  e\er  came  to  show 
the  power  of  the  N'iscaya,  the  .\merican  j^eo- 


THE    GREAT    NAVAL   BATTLE.  209 

pie  would  be  surprised  at  her  efficiency;  but, 
alas!  she  was  doomed  to  a  sad  fate,  and  Eu- 
late  to  a  like  disappointment.  Whatever  his 
plans  or  whatever  the  ideas  of  victory  the 
Spaniards  nursed  within  their  swarthy  breasts 
were  soon  brought  to  naught. 

At  the  time  the  fleet  emerged  from  be- 
yond the  fortress  of  the  ^lorro  the  ships 
seemed  to  be  heading  for  the  gallant  cruiser 
Brooklyn.  It  looked  as  though  thev  intended 
to  concentrate  their  force  on  this  fast  cruiser, 
crush  her  by  overwhelming  odds,  and  then 
speed  oft'  with  what  remained  of  their  fleet, 
leaving  the  slow-going  battle  ships  to  follow- 
after  them  as  they  disappeared.  But  it  takes 
two  to  make  a  plan,  and  the  more  is  this  to 
be  considered  when  the  two  concerned  are 
not  on  terms  of  amity.  They  had  heard  of 
the  Brooklyn's  speed;  they  knew  of  her  ef- 
fectiveness; they  knew  she  was  their  main  op- 
ponent; and  they  thought  that  by  disabling 
or  destroying  her  they  might  make  their 
escape.  From  us,  a  long  distance  away  on 
the  Sylvia,  it  appeared  that  they  were  mak- 
ing directly  for  the  Brooklyn,  with  the  inten- 
tion  of   annihilating   her   before   she   had   a 


2IO  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

chance  to  recoxcr  from  the  first  surprise  and 
onslaui^ht.  Ikit  soon  this  seemingly  hazard- 
ous position  was  changed  into  one  of  ag- 
gressive activity.  Captain  Cook,  of  the 
Brooklyn,  was  not  to  be  caught  napping,  but 
by  a  series  of  splendid  manoeuvres  he  got 
the  Brook]}!!  into  a  position  where  she  be- 
came a  formidable  aggressor  instead  of  the 
object  of  attack.  Things  changed  in  such 
short  order  that  it  was  absolutely  impossible 
for  one  like  myself,  unaccpiainted  with  na\"al 
tactics  and  evolutions,  to  comprehend  the  ob- 
ject and  i)urpose  of  the  movements,  and  yet 
how  plain  the  advantage  when  it  was  all  com- 
pleted! At  a  distance  of  three  or  four  miles 
1  watched  the  annihilation  of  this  Cape  de 
Verde  fleet. 

Coming  out  of  the  harbour  of  Santiago, 
the  following  order  was  observed:  The  first 
ship  flying  Spain's  flag  was  the  Maria  Teresa, 
the  flagshi])  of  Admiral  Cervera.  She  was  fol- 
lowed l)\-  the  X'iscaya,  the  Cristobal  Colon, 
the  Almirante  Ocjuendo,  and  the  two  torpedo 
boats.  Furor  and  IMuton.  As  soon  as  they 
were  outside  Morro  the\'  oi)cncMl  tire.  1  he 
forts    assisted    the    fleet,    and    it    seemed    to 


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THE  GREAT  NAVAL  BATTLE.     21I 

me  as  though  the  American  squadron  was 
doomed  to  serious  loss.  They  exchanged 
shots  in  rapid  succession,  when  all  at  once 
the  Spanish  fleet  altered  their  course  and 
made  off  to  the  westward  in  an  attempt  to 
escape.  They  had  not  proceeded  more  than 
three  or  four  miles  before  the  ]\Iaria  Teresa 
was  in  a  helpless  condition  and  made  for  the 
beach.  The  men  under  Admiral  Cervera  on 
the  ]\Iaria  Teresa  fought  gallantly,  as  far  as 
we  could  see.  After  she  had  surrendered  and 
the  Gloucester  had  run  the  two  torpedo  boats 
ashore,  the  Oquendo  quickly  followed,  and, 
after  an  unequal  battle.  Captain  Eulate,  of 
the  \"iscaya,  was  compelled  to  do  likewise. 
This  left  but  the  Colon,  and  the  Brooklyn 
was  in  hot  pursuit  of  her,  the  Oregon  and 
the  Texas  also  following.  This  was  a  most 
rapid  chase,  and  a  slow  boat  was  nowhere 
in  it,  and  could  not  even  keep  sight  of  these 
flying  ocean  batteries.  As  the  Brooklyn 
bounded  after  the  Colon,  it  was  a  sight  to 
make  glad  an  American  soul.  She  abso- 
lutely leaped  through  the  water  at  a  speed 
almost  unknown  hitherto  ;  flames  poured 
forth  from  her  smokestacks,  and  it  was  evi- 


212  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

dent  tliat  the  men  in  llie  lire  wnnu  were 
doino-  their  (lnt\-  like  true  men  on  this  occa- 
sion. It  seemed  as  tlmuuh  they  were  pour- 
ing oil  on  the  coals  instead  of  ordinary  fuel, 
so  as  to  get  all  possible  speed  out  of  the  ves- 
sel. 1\'ilk  about  having  a  hone  in  her  teeth- 
she  had  several.  Captain  Cook  did  not  in- 
tend to  lose  this  pri/.e.  therefore  all  steam  and 
power  were  ])ut  on.  The  men  at  the  batteries 
were  firing  as  they  gradually  closed  in  on  her, 
when  suddenly  they  came  abreast  and  the 
second.arv  batteries  of  the  Ih'ooklyn  could  be 
seen  pouring  a  most  destructive  tu'e  into  the 
Si)aniar(l. 

After  a  chase  of  about  two  hours  and  a 
half  the  Colon  was  cornered,  and  at  about 
half  past  one  she  ran  her  bows  on  the  beach 
at  Rio  Tarcjuino,  about  tifty  miles  from  San- 
tiago. Captain  Cook  sent  a  boat  to  the 
Colon  to  receive  the  surrender.  The  captain 
of  the  Colon  asked  him  under  what  ccMidi- 
tions  the  surrender  was  retjuired.  The  reply 
called  for  an  unconditional  surrender. 

The  Spaniards  then  gave  three  cheers  for 
the  brave  .1  inrricdiios.  and  the  crew  of  the 
Brooklvn   answered   back    with    three   hearty 


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213 


cheers  for  the  Spaniards.  When  the  men 
were  taken  prisoners  and  removed  to  the  dif- 
ferent boats  a  great  many  of  the  men  and 
of^cers  were  taken  on  board  the  Resohite, 
formerly  the  Ward  Line  steamship  York- 
town,  other  prisoners  being  sent  to  the  flag- 
ship New  York  and  the  Vixen.  The  New 
York,  Texas,  and  Oregon  stood  by  the  de- 
feated ship  for  some  hours,  the  Brooklyn 
leaving  in  a  hurry,  as  she  had  received  word 
from  some  source  or  another  that  a  Spanish 
war  ship  was  seen  to  the  southward.  Her 
men  were  hastily  called  to  quarters,  and  they 
were  prepared  for  another  battle,  only  to  find 
after  a  long  run  that  the  boat  sighted  was 
not  a  Spanish,  but  an  Austrian  cruiser.  The 
Oregon  returned  then  to  Santiago.  On  her 
way  back  I  had  the  pleasure  of  making  one 
of  the  most  striking  pictures  of  a  battle  ship 
that  it  has  been  my  pleasure  and  good  for- 
tune to  take.  The  men  were  all  in  high  glee 
and  the  ship  was  in  fighting  trim,  and  she 
looked  the  very  bulldog  of  the  American  nav> 
that  she  is. 

The  sunken   ships — but   scarcely  can  we 
call  them  that,  for,  while  they  were  beached. 


214  CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 

they  were  not  much  submerged — were  sent 
on  to  the  beach  head  foremost,  and  were  lying 
in  two  or  three  fathoms  of  water.  When 
thev  were  run  on  shore  a  great  many  of  the 
sailors  and  minor  officers  swam  ashore  and 
escaped  toward  Santiago;  tnhcrs  who  tried 
to  escape  had  made  for  the  l)each  at  Aser- 
radero.  A  ])arty  of  Cubans  who  were  doing 
scout  duty  in  and  about  this  point  saw  some 
Spanish  sailors  escaping,  and  as  they  ap- 
proached the  shore  the  Cubans  shot  them  in 
the  water,  and  the  water  was  stained  with  the 
blood  of  tliese  fleeing  wretches.  Many  of 
their  bodies  were  washed  ashore  by  the  surf, 
and  thev  were  taken  charge  of  ])y  the  Cubans 
and  spread  out  as  a  feast  for  vultures  and  buz- 
zards. 

Returning  from  the  Colon  late  in  the 
afternoon,  she  and  her  consorts  presented  a 
dilapidated  and  terrible  sight.  What  had 
once  been  the  bright  and  buoyant  hope  of 
the  Spanish  na\)-  were  now  helpless  hulks 
strewn  along  Cuba's  southern  shore. 

The  next  day  was  the  4th  of  jul\-.  We 
awoke  about  live  o'clock  in  the  morning, 
Iving   off    the    \'iscaya.      Captain    L"lark    had 


en 

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215 


run  the  Sylvia  out  to  the  Viscaya,  so  that 
we  might  be  on  hand  the  first  thing  in  the 
morning  to  get  some  good  pictures  of  this 
wrecked  vessel.  We  passed  close  to  her  and 
took  views  from  all  possible  positions,  after 
which  we  put  ofif  in  a  whaleboat  and  boarded 
her.  As  we  came  alongside  the  Viscaya,  in 
climbing  up  the  sea  ladder,  we  found  it  al- 
most too  hot  to  place  our  hands  upon  her. 
Our  party  consisted  of  Mr.  Hearst,  Mr.  Fol- 
lansbee,  the  ship's  mate,  and  several  others, 
and  we  boarded  her  and  saw  the  terrible  havoc 
that  fire  and  shell  had  wrought.  The  girders 
which  supported  the  main  deck  were  twisted 
into  every  conceivable  grotesque  shape.  The 
gun  deck  and  the  superstructure  were  totally 
demolished  ;  all  the  woodwork,  which  had 
been  so  beautifully  cleaned  and  polished,  was 
destroyed.  Nothing  combustible  could  be 
found.  The  charred  remains  of  many  of  the 
sailors  were  strewn  around,  some  hanging 
from  the  iron  girders  and  beams  in  all  sorts 
of  positions.  Carcasses  of  animals  were  also 
to  be  found.  We  made  a  thorough  investi- 
gation and  secured  a  great  many  souvenirs, 
consisting    of    Mauser    rifles,    revolvers,    and 


2i6  CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 

bunches  of  keys.  From  one  of  tlie  fourteen- 
centimetre  tiuTets  I  took  a  roster  the  glass 
of  which  had  heen  cracked  into  smaH  bits  by 
the  intense  heat  of  the  tire  on  the  X'iscaya. 

Below  decks  holes  had  been  ripped 
through  her  sides,  and  one  or  two  shells  had 
pierced  her  ])rotected  belt.  In  her  forecastle 
terrible  ha\-oc  had  been  wrought  by  a  large 
shell.  luther  a  magazine  or  a  torpedo  had 
been  exploded  Ijy  this  shell,  and  the  foremast 
had  been  entirely  u])rooted  and  thrown  across 
the  bridge,  totally  demolishing  it.  The  u])])er 
gun  deck  and  the  smokestacks  and  the  places 
where  the  rapid-tire  guns  had  been  mounted 
were  literally  blown  to  pieces. 

The  forward  ten-inch  rifle  was  seemingly 
in  perfect  condition.  It  was  pointed  at  a 
rather  high  elevation,  and  possiblv  this  ac- 
counts for  the  many  shots  going  over  the 
vessels  at  which  she  aimed.  .\s  we  proceeded 
along  the  full  length  of  the  \'iscaya  we  came 
to  the  (|uarter-deck.  and  there  saw  most  hor- 
rible havoc.  The  deck  was  as  bare  as  a  bil- 
liard ball.  Everything  was  consumed;  every- 
thing had  been  made  aw'ay  with  that  was  in- 
flannnable.     The  after  ten-inch   ritle   was  in 


THE  GREAT  NAVAL  BATTLE. 


217 


the  same  condition  as  the  gun  forward,  but 
it  was  loaded.  The  men  had  evidently  left 
it  in  a  hurry.  On  the  starboard  side  an  abra- 
sion was  plainly  visible,  and  it  looked  as 
though  she  had  been  hit  here  by  one  of  our 
shells.  I  raised  myself  to  the  top  of  the  after 
turret,  and  made  several  views  of  the  interior; 
I  also  made  several  views  looking  forward  to- 
ward the  bridge  from  the  quarter-deck.  The 
mainmast  had  been  smashed,  and  had  fallen 
obliquely  across  this  after  gun.  The  beauti- 
ful decorative  work  which  made  the  Viscaya 
so  conspicuous  when  she  was  in  New  York 
and  Havana  harbours  had  been  torn  off  her 
stern,  evidently  to  disguise  her,  as  her  name 
was  very  conspicuous  on  this  decorative  work 
when  I  last  saw  her.  Everything  of  this  kind 
had  been  ripped  from  her,  and  nothing  had 
been  left  but  a  small  wreath,  on  w'hich  was  the 
word  "  Viscaya."  Several  large  holes,  appar- 
ently made  by  shells  from  the  eight-inch  rifles 
on  our  ships,  were  seen  on  her  starboard 
quarter.  After  this  w^e  left  the  Viscaya  and 
proceeded  to  the  Oquendo. 

As  we  reached  the  side  of  the  Oquendo 
the  Suwanee  hove  in  sight,  and  Lieutenant 


2i8  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

lUuc  and  a  boat's  crew  put  off  for  the  shore 
ill  answer  to  the  signal  of  a  while  tlai;  on  the 
l)each.  As  they  a|)i)roached  the  shore,  the 
breakers  and  surf  were  so  hea\y  tliat  Lieuten- 
ant r.hie  was  thrown  from  tlic  boat  into  the 
water.  All  efforts  made  to  land  here  were 
without  a\ail.  and  after  a  time  they  gave  up 
the  idea  and  returned  to  their  vessel  It  was 
at  this  point  that  I  found  great  difficulty  in 
our  launch  trying  to  make  pictures  of  the 
( )(|iiendo.  The  breakers  rolled  in  with  tre- 
mendous force.  I  succeeded,  howexer,  in 
making  a  \iew"  from  the  launch  showing  the 
terrible  hammering  on  the  starboard  plates 
of  the  ()(|uen(lo.  About  amidshi])s  the 
work  of  our  l)ig  guns  was  strikingl\-  mani- 
fest. Ihe  sponsons  of  the  rapid-fire  gims 
were  completely  demolished,  and  the  guns 
were  hanging  down  o\er  the  side  ready 
to  drop  at  an\'  moment.  .\s  we  were  ho\"- 
ering  around  the  (  )(|uendo  an  explosion 
occurred  from  one  of  her  guns,  caused  evi- 
dently by  the  intense  heat,  foi"  she  was  still 
on  hre  and  smoking  badlw  It  was  im])os- 
sibk-  to  board  her  at  this  time;  we  were,  in- 
deed, cautioned  not   to  go  on   board   her,  as 


THE    GREAT    NAVAL    BATTLE.  2IQ 

her  magazines  were  likely  to  explode  at  any 
moment. 

We  next  proceeded  toward  the  Maria 
Teresa,  which  lay  closer  to  the  Morro.  Close 
by  her  we  saw  a  large  party  on  shore,  which 
through  our  glasses  appeared  to  be  a  party 
of  Cubans.  They  were  waving  a  white  flag, 
and  as  we  hove  in  sight  they  tried  their  best 
to  attract  our  attention,  in  which  effort  they 
succeeded.  We  went  in  as  close  to  the  Maria 
Teresa  as  was  safe,  and  made  several  pictures 
from  the  Sylvia,  after  which  Mr.  Hearst,  my- 
self, and  my  man  put  off  in  the  steam  launch 
and  made  for  the  surf  to  investigate  the  fel- 
lows ashore.  As  w^e  approached  the  beach 
we  could  plainl}^  see  that  these  men  were 
more  naked  than  clothed,  and  we  hesitated 
for  a  while  before  deciding  what  we  should 
do.  We  saw  also  that  a  great  many  of  the 
men  were  armed  with  machetes  and  Mauser 
rifles,  and  thus  it  w^as  doubtful  whether  they 
were  Spaniards  or  Cubans.  At  last  we  made 
up  our  minds  to  run  the  chances,  and  if  these 
were  Spaniards  to  take  them  prisoners.  After 
a  lot  of  tossing  and  being  thrown  about  by 
the   heavy  breakers,   we   landed.      When   we 


220  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

reached  the  beach  we  found  these  men  were 
sailors  who  had  escaped  from  the  Spanish 
vessels.  Nineteen  were  from  the  N'iscaya. 
three  from  the  Ocjtiendo.  seven  from  the 
Maria  Teresa,  makinj^:  a  total  of  twenty-nine. 
After  makinf^  an  impression  up(jn  these  poor 
wretches  and  tlashinj^-  our  tirearms  we  ^i;-ave 
them  to  miderstand  that  they  were  our  pris- 
oners. The  Cul>ans  helped  us  to  get  the  men 
into  a  boat,  and  they  were  soon  on  board  the 
Sylvia. 

During  our  stay  on  the  beach  waiting  the 
rctiuMi  of  our  laimch  se\'eral  bodies  from  the 
Maria  Teresa  were  washed  ashore.  We  took 
these  bodies  into  the  woods  and  buried  them 
as  best  we  could. 

The  wreckage  that  was  being  thrown  on 
shore  was  varied  in  its  nature.  I  foimd  a  six- 
inch  shell  case,  and  also  a  i)air  of  marine 
glasses.  These  I  value  as  mementos  of  this 
great  and  glorious  naval  engagement.  After 
getting  these  men  to  the  Sylvia,  we  pro- 
ceeded in  our  boat  and  thoroughly  over- 
hauled the  Maria  Teresa.  When  we  got  on 
board  the  Maria  Teresa  a  sight  met  our  eyes 
which    was    nuich    worse    than    anv    we    had 


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221 


experienced  while  on  board  the  Viscava. 
Charred  bodies  of  many  of  the  sailors  were 
plainly  visible  on  all  parts  of  the  gun  deck. 
Xo  matter  where  yon  went,  there  you  would 
find  them.  On  the  port  side  of  this  ship  the 
guns  were  all  empty  and  the  breech  plugs 
missing  from  all  the  guns,  having  been 
thrown  overboard  before  the  surrender.  On 
the  starboard  side  the  guns  were  in  position 
and  loaded,  with  the  breech  blocks  in  posi- 
tion. It  was  evident  that  they  had  no  chance 
to  lire  the  guns  of  the  starboard  battery,  for 
as  she  proceeded  along  the  coast  from  Morro, 
going  in  a  westerly  direction,  nothing  but 
her  port  battery  was  exposed  to  the  Ameri- 
can fleet. 

We  heard  from  the  sailors  who  had  been 
taken  prisoners  that  the  men  had  refused  to 
serve  at  the  guns  when  they  saw  it  was  a 
hopeless  case,  and,  instead  of  the  men  in  the 
fire  rooms  of  these  vessels  remaining  at  their 
posts  and  pouring  in  their  fuel,  as  did  our 
men,  they  were  continually  running  to  the 
upper  deck,  looking  for  a  chance  to  escape. 
They  positively  refused  to  serve  at  either  the 
guns  or  the  engines.     \\'e  were  told  by  our 


222  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

prisoners  that  the  officers  had  shot  with  their 
revolvers  nineteen  men  who  had  refused  to 
comply  with  the  orders  which  were  given  by 
the  achiiiral  on  his  flagship. 

The  foremast  of  the  Maria  Teresa  had 
been  uprooted  l)y  some  cause,  possibly  by  a 
large  shell,  for  it  fell  directly  lengthwise  of 
the  boat  toward  the  stern.  In  the  fighting 
top  of  the  Alaria  Teresa  1  found  a  magazine 
full  of  cartridges  that  belonged  to  a  rapid- 
fire  gun ;  also  a  partly  burned  pack  of  Span- 
ish cards  which  had  been  almost  totally  de- 
stroyed, but  just  in  the  middle  of  the  pack 
where  the  fii"e,  although  it  had  been  smould- 
ering' for  hours,  had  not  effected  its  work, 
there  were  five  or  six  cards  almost  as  perfect 
as  when  new.  but  dirty  and  begrimed  from 
constant  use.  It  may  have  been  that  during 
the  idle  moments  on  board  the  flagship  in 
the  harbour  of  Santiago  the  men.  ha\ing 
nothing  else  to  do,  whiled  away  the  hours  in 
plaving  the  limit  with  these  Spanish  cards. 
I  took  these  cards,  thinking  what  a  uni([ue 
memento  they  would  make. 

We  now  retm-necl  to  the  S\l\ia  to  find 
ottt  how  our  Spani>li  prisoners  were  getting 


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223 


along.  We  found  them  on  the  forward  deck, 
being  cared  for  by  our  party  and  the  crew. 
Their  wounds,  bruises,  and  broken  bones  were 
being  attended  to  by  our  party,  who  had 
turned  themselves  into  a  corps  of  hospital 
attendants.  It  was  here  that  I  met  a  Spanish 
sailor  whom  I  knew.  He  had  been  Captain 
Eulate's  orderly  while  the  Viscaya  was  in 
Havana  Bay,  and  during  my  stay  in  Havana 
at  the  Pasaje  Hotel  it  was  his  duty  to  bring 
despatches  and  orders  to  the  ofificers  stay- 
ing there.  He  recognised  me  as  I  came  on 
board  the  Sylvia,  and  told  me  how  pleased 
he  was  that  it  was  all  over.  I  asked  him 
if  they  expected  to  escape,  and  he  said 
they  certainly  did  not.  and  their  only  hope 
was  that  they  would  go  through  the  fight 
with  as  little  loss  as  possible.  They  were 
glad  to  be  rid  of  the  strain  and  anxiety  they 
had  undergone  for  so  many  weeks,  and 
they  were  also  glad  to  be  in  the  hands  of 
such  tender  and  generous  foes  as  the  Ameri- 
canos. 

Just  then  the  good  fighting  Texas  hove 
alongside.  W'e  had  signalled  her  that  we  had 
some  prisoners  on  board,  and  she  informed 


224 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


US  thai,  while  she  cuuhl  not  take  them,  it 
would  be  best  for  us  to  transfer  them  to  the 
St.  Louis,  whicli  was  a1)out  t(j  sail  for  Key 
West.  As  the  Texas  was  close  to  us,  1  told 
our  Spanish  ])risoners  that  the  American  boys 
would  like  them  to  give  three  cheers  for  the 
(lay.  as  it  was  the  glorious  4lh  of  July.  In- 
dependence Day  of  the  Americans.  One  of 
the  Spanish  prisoners  who  understood  Eng- 
lish, and  doubtless  belonged  to  the  repub- 
licans of  his  country,  said  the  sailors  would 
gladly  join  in  cheering  the  Americans,  for 
while  the  day  commemorated  an  anniversary 
of  Independence  Day  with  the  Americans, 
that  he  looked  upon  it  as  independence  day 
for  his  countrymen.  1  mounted  the  rail  with 
the  S])anish  ])risoners.  and  waving  the  same 
little  flag  that  I  had  flaunted  in  their  faces  on 
leaving  Havana  when  seeing  the  \'iscava  and 
Oquendo  in  a  more  noble  comlition  than  was 
now  presented  by  them,  the  same  flag  that 
covered  the  graves  of  the  Maine  heroes  in 
Colon  cemetery,  the  same  little  flag  that  was 
placed  on  the  grave  of  that  brave  Rough 
Kider  llamilton  ImsIi.  who  died  for  his  coun- 
try at  Las  Guasimas.  these  Spanish  j)risoners 


THE  GREAT  NAVAL  BATTLE. 


225 


gave  three  as  lusty  cheers  as  ever  came  from 
men's  throats. 

The  boys  on  the  Texas  appreciated  it, 
and,  as  the  echo  of  the  three  cheers  for 
"  George  Washington  and  Old  Glory  "  were 
dying  out  the  boys  of  the  Texas  took  it  up 
and  gave  three  more,  with  a  "  tiger."  Mr. 
Hearst  then  ordered  that  these  prisoners 
should  have  plenty  to  eat  and  drink,  and  after 
they  had  their  wounds  dressed  and  they  were 
clothed  in  the  best  we  could  give  them,  many 
of  them  being  naked  when  we  found  them, 
we  steamed  alongside  the  St.  Louis  and  trans- 
ferred them.  Mr.  Hearst  getting  a  receipt  for 
them. 

We  now  proceeded  to  Siboney,  where  we 
found  that  Mr.  Creelman  had  been  brought 
from  the  field  hospital  by  Mr.  Follansbee,  and 
they  were  waiting  our  arrival.  After  taking 
them  on  board,  we  proceeded  to  Port  An- 
tonio with  the  pictures  we  had  made  during 
the  last  two  days. 

I  was  now  busily  engaged  for  some  time 
in  developing  my  plates,  and  it  was  an  anx- 
ious moment  to  me  as  we  went  bounding 
over  the  choppy  waters  of  the  Caribbean  Sea. 


226  CANNUN    AND    CAMERA. 

Seasickness  did  not  bother  me  then,  as  I  was 
too  anxious  to  see  the  resiiUs  of  the  nega- 
tives made  on  such  an  im|)()i"lant  occasion. 
I  found  I  liad  got  some  great  resuhs.  and 
before  \vc  had  reached  Port  Antonio  tliey 
were  all  ready  for  jirinting. 

The  next  day,  Tuesday,  July  5th,  1  made 
some  i)rints  from  them,  which  we  sent  by 
mail,  and  wc  then  returned  to  Siboney.  At 
daylight  on  the  morning  of  July  7th  we  low- 
ered a  boat,  and  1  and  my  man  once  more 
went  on  board  the  ]\Iaria  Teresa  to  get  some 
interior  views.  While  thus  engaged  the  lit- 
tle Gloucester  hove  in  sight,  and  she  put  off 
a  boat,  which  came  alongside  the  Maria  Te- 
resa, when  to  my  surprise  who  should  I  see 
jump  out  of  the  boat  but  Lieutenant  1  lob- 
son,  who  had  been  exchanged,  and  was  now 
accompanied  1)\'  the  board  of  inspection  who 
were  to  report  on  the  condition  of  the 
wrecked  vessels  and  the  advisability  of  mak- 
ing efforts  to  raise  them.  1  could  not  resist 
the  strong  ini])nlse  to  gras])  the  hero  of  the 
Merrimac  b\-  the  hand  when  he  reached  the 
deck  of  the  \esscl,  or  rather  not  the  deck,  for 
there  was  no  deck  to  the  vessel  now,  but  the 


THE  GREAT  NAVAL  BATTLE. 


227 


iron  beams  which  had  once  supported  the 
deck.  While  standing  here,  Lieutenant  Hob- 
son  gazed  around  him  and  said,  "  Indeed,  this 
is  a  terrible  wreck."  He  was  bareheaded, 
having  lost  his  hat  overboard,  and  the  sun 
was  pouring  down  its  rays  very  severely.  I 
offered  him  my  hat,  and  he  said,  "  Oh,  no,  the 
men  will  recover  my  hat  as  soon  as  the  rest  of 
the  commission  are  on  board." 

It  was  here  that  I  had  an  opportunity  to 
get  a  good  chat  with  Lieutenant  Hobson. 
I  asked  how  the  Spaniards  treated  him,  and 
he  said  that,  considering  everything,  the 
treatment  was  very  fair.  He  said  he  did  not 
learn  of  Cervera  leaving  Santiago  harbour 
until  several  days  afterward,  when  he  was  ex- 
changed, and  heard  it  while  passing  through 
the  Spanish  lines.  He  told  me  his  reception 
by  the  troops  of  the  army  was  something  he 
was  proud  of.  something  he  never  had  an- 
ticipated, but  which  would  leave  a  lasting 
and  profound  impression  upon  him.  He  said 
it  was  a  triumphal  march  practically  from 
Santiago  to  Siboney,  with  his  hands  being 
shaken  all  the  way  and  questions  poured  on 
him  from  all  sides.     Reaching  Sibonev,  he  was 


228  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

taken  off  in  a  lanncli  to  the  tla^sliip  of  Ad- 
miral Sampson,  and,  after  spending-  the  night 
there,  he  started  to  duty  with  this  com- 
mission. 

I  went  with  him  in  and  about  the  Maria 
Teresa,  and  saw  a  great  deal  of  this  vessel. 
Lieutenant  Hobson  told  me  then  that  he 
thought  it  possible  to  save  this  ship,  as  she 
was  not  injured  below  her  jirotective  deck 
to  any  serious  extent,  and  that  the  w^ater  now 
in  her  came  from  the  tube  of  the  after  tor- 
l)edo.  On  Sept.  25th.  the  Maria  Teresa 
was  floated  and  towed  to  Guantanamo  Bay. 
proving  that  Lieut.  Hobson's  judgment  was 
correct.  He  said  that  he  regretted  not 
ha\-ing  seen  this  l)attle,  but  he  was  very 
pleased  ^'  '  he  had  been  safe  from  the  bom- 
bardmeuc  of  Santiago,  which  had  occurred 
a  few  davs  previous.  Tt  will  be  rememberetl 
that  Admiral  Cervera  had  caused  Hobson 
and  his  conu^ades  to  be  remoxed  to  a  post 
far  distant  from  our  line  of  tire  some  days 
before  the  bombardment  began,  by  Admiral 
Sampson's  demand. 


27 


CHAPTER    XVI. 

SURRENDER    OF    SANTIAGO. 

General  Miles  prevents  a  retreat — General  Toral    yields   to 
moral  suasion  and  gives  up  the  city. 

General  Miles's  arrival  at  Siboney,  and 
his  appearance  at  the  headquarters  of  General 
Shafter,  where  they  had  a  long  consultation, 
put  a  different  face  upon  affairs  for  our  troops 
lying  in  front  of  Santiago.  General  Shafter, 
according  to  the  reports  in  camp,  for  several 
days  had  been  contemplating  a  retreat.  The 
rank  and  file  had  been  made  aware  of  his  ob- 
ject and  were  strenuously  objecting  to  it. 
As  one  officer  remarked.  "  Wli^t  possible 
benefit  is  to  be  derived  from  a  retreat  at  this 
time?  "  There  were  no  fortifications  upon 
which  they  could  fall  back,  and  the  only  de- 
fences in  the  rear  were  the  breastworks 
thrown    up    by    the    men    in    the    trenches. 

They   had   fought   their   way   from   Siboney, 

229 


230  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

commencinii;"  with  the  hattle  of  the  Rough 
Riders  and  ending  with  the  taking  (^f  the 
heights  of  San  Jtian.  The  base  of  stipphes 
was  in  no  peril  of  captitre;  there  was  no  dan- 
ger of  being  cut  off  by  tlie  enemy;  there  was 
absohitely  nothing  to  warrant  a  retreat;  and 
would  it  not  have  l)een  a  case  of  "  rattles," 
ignorance,  and  cowardice  jumbled  together 
to  ha\-e  ordered  a  retreat?  Those  officers 
who  had  looked  the  matter  over  could  see  no 
ad\'antage  to  be  obtained  by  falling  back, 
ddiey  had  gained  a  fortihed  position,  and 
there  was  no  ground  for  fear  that  they  cotild 
be  dri\en  back  from  this  position,  for  they  al- 
ready had  repulsed  a  sexere  attack.  General 
Shafter  had  been  told,  it  is  said,  that  the  ene- 
m}-  was  ])resent  with  a  much  larger  force  than 
he  had  at  his  conunand;  he  w;is  told  that  they 
had  supplies  and  amnumition  in  abundance. 
Hence  his  desire  to  fall  back.  Xow,  had  this 
information  been  receixcd  b\-  a  soldier  of  the 
ability  oi  (leneral  Miles,  a  man  whose  phy- 
si(|ue  does  not  burden  him  in  warm  weather, 
he  would  doubtless  ha\'e  recoimoitred  for 
himself.  lie  would  then  ha\o  taken  the  \iew 
that    as    his    men    had    gaineil    the    position 


SURRENDER   OF    SANTIAGO. 


231 


as^ainst  the  most  stubborn  resistance  of  the 
enemy's  forces,  they  could  doubtless  with- 
stand any  attack  upon  the  fortified  place  they 
were  then  occupying. 

General  Shafte-r  was  looking  for  help  from 
the  fleet  under  Admiral  Sampson,  but  at  this 
time  the  ships  were  powerless  to  aid.  They 
could  not  assist  General  Shafter  and  the  land 
forces,  for  had  they  used  their  great  guns  in 
shelling  the  Spanish  position  they  would  have 
placed  in  great  danger  from  their  fire  the 
United  States  Army  forces  in  the  trenches 
before  Santiago.  Possibly,  if  some  of  the 
siege  guns  and  field  artillery  furnished 
to  Shafter  and  transported  to  Cuba  in 
the  steamers  which  carried  the  troops  had 
been  landed  at  Siboney,  instead  of  being 
stupidly  carted  back  to  the  United  States,  it 
might  have  put  a  different  aspect  on  affairs. 
Had  General  Shafter  gone  among  the  men 
from  regiment  to  regiment,  and  brigade  to 
brigade,  and  ascertained  their  spirit,  he  pos- 
sibly would  not  have  contemplated  falling 
back.  I  say  that  it  was  very  fortunate  that 
General  Miles  arrived  when  he  did.  General 
Miles,  with  his  experience  and  skill,  saw  at  a 


232 


CAXXOX    AND   CAMERA. 


glance  the  false  jiosition  in  w  liicli  ( icneral 
Shafler  wonld  place  the  American  armv  by 
orderint;-  a  retreat.  General  Miles  made  n]) 
his  mind  that  no  retreat  should  take  place,  let 
the  consecpiences  l^e  what  they  mio;ht.  Un- 
der a  flag  of  truce  a  connnunication  was  made 
with  General  Toral,  asking  for  an  audience. 
The  granting  of  the  audience  was  another 
point  gained  ])y  General  Miles.  He  decided 
to  '*  work  a  bluft'  "  on  the  Si)aniar(ls.  and 
therel)}'  gain  a  \-ictory  without  loss  of  life. 
\\'hen  General  Miles  told  (ieneral  Toral  of 
his  wishes,  the  magnitude  of  the  demands 
seemed  to  ])aralyze  him.  General  Miles  in- 
formed the  Spanish  general  that  he  was  then 
landing  at  our  l)ase  of  supplies  a  large  armv 
of  re-enforcements,  with  which  he  could  anni- 
hilate any  and  all  forces  that  could  be  oi)posed 
to  them  by  Spain.  The  trans]:)orts  arrived  at 
the  same  time  with  (ieneral  Miles,  and  they 
were  now  Ixing  between  Santiago  and  Sibo- 
ney.  They  were  in  ])lain  sight  of  the  signal 
tower  on  Morro  Gastle.  This  arrival  and 
show  of  force  had  been  signalled  and  made 
known  from  Morro  to  the  arm\-  of  Sjjain, 
and   it    was   known   brt)adcast    that    we   were 


SURRENDER    OF   SANTIAGO.  233 

making  a  big  demonstration.  When  General 
Toral  told  General  Miles  that  he  was  willing  to 
surrender  but  had  not  the  power  to  do  so  from 
Madrid,  General  Miles  told  him  that  there 
was  no  time  to  waste,  and  that  he  had  no 
intention  of  waiting  for  communications  from 
Madrid;  that  our  forces  were  then  in  posi- 
tion to  demand  an  unconditional  surrender. 
General  Toral  murmured  against  the  terms 
and  General  ^liles  said:  "  Do  you  realize  this 
is  a  war  undertaken  by  my  Government  in  the 
interests  of  humanity  suffering  at  the  hands 
of  Spain?  Do  you  realize  the  country  with 
which  you  are  at  war — its  vastness  and  re- 
sources? Do  you  realize  that  for  you  to  con- 
tinue this  unequal  fight  would  be  brutal — you 
would  be  making  men  face  certain  defeat  and 
death?  Do  you  realize  that  history  would 
record  your  refusal  to  surrender  under  the 
circumstances  as  a  crime  against  your  com- 
mand? If  you  had  a  chance  such  as  is  pre- 
sented in  an  equal  combat  I  would  be  the  last 
to  urge  you  to  surrender.  I  would  say. 
'  Fight,  and  fight  to  the  last.'  Surrender 
would  never  come  up  as  a  thought  in  my 
mind  if  the  forces  were  equal.     But  look  at 


234 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


what  we  have  done.  We  ha\e  landed  here 
in  }uur  C(.>untr_\'.  and  in  llic  face  of  yonr  op- 
positi(jn  and  the  chmatic  difficulties  we  have 
routed  }ou  from  }our  \ery  strongest  posi- 
tion; and  if  we  could  rout  you  from  this 
position  you  can  scarcely  drive  us  l)ack.  W'e 
are  now  in  a  position  to  demand  your  ab- 
solute and  unconditional  surrender.  There- 
fore, if  you  do  not  surrender  we  shall  force 
you  to  do  so.  But  it  is  my  duty,  being  in 
charge  of  this  in\ading  armw  to  end  the 
fight  as  humanely  as  possible,  Init  to  end 
it." 

After  General  Miles  had  made  himself 
fullv  understood.  General  Toral  considered 
the  matter  and  did  the  best  thing  possible 
under  the  circumstances.  He  surrendered 
on  July  17th.  Mark  you,  J  do  not  say  it  was 
the  best  thing  for  General  Toral.  for  when  our 
troops  entered  Santiago,  when  the  surrender 
was  made  ])()siti\e.  it  was  seen  that  the  Span- 
ish forces  were  plentifully  furnished  with  am- 
munition and  supplies,  and  it  is  my  opinion 
that  they  could  have  held  out  nmch  longer. 
I'.ul  it  was  this  man  of  will,  this  man  of  force, 
this  man  who  went  and  saw  and  coiupiered — 


SURRENDER    OF    SANTIAGO.  235 

the  man  to  have  in  command  in  time  of  war. 
This  man  was  General  Miles,  whom  the 
United  States  can  thank  this  time  and  hence- 
forth for  the  short  and  sweet  campaign  neces- 
sary to  take  Cuba. 


chapti-:r  wii. 

RETl'RX    OF    Till':    ROUOll     KIDKRS. 

General  Wheeler  and  Colonel  Roosevelt  welcomed  at  Camp 
Wikoff — Suffering  of  troops  at  Montauk  Point — Home 
coming  of  the  Seventy-first — Contrast  between  naval  mi- 
litia and  volunteers. 

The  selection  of  Muntaiik  Point  as  a 
camp  site  for  the  soldiers  retnrniiis;-  from  San- 
tia^'o  was  supposed  to  be  an  ideal  one.  At 
first  it  was  thought  that  the  troops  who  had 
gained  Santiago  would  l)e  sent  into  the 
mountains  of  Cuba  to  recuperate  and  then 
be  transported  to  Porto  Pico,  btU  it  was  de- 
cided at  the  last  moment,  through  a  forceful 
letter  from  Colonel  'idieodore  Roosevelt,  to 
send  them  north.  C"olonel  Roosevelt  ])osi- 
tively  stated  in  his  comnumication  thai  it 
the  troops  were  not  al  once  shipped  from  the 
fever-stricken  tlistrict  of  Santiago  and  the 
surrounding    country    to    some    heallh\'    and 

sanilar\-     camp     I  hey     wt)uld     die     olt      like 
236 


RETURN  OF  THE  ROUGH  RIDERS.   237 

sheep.  Although  these  men  were  sent  away 
ahiiost  immediately  after  the  statement  of 
Colonel  Roosevelt,  yet  the  events  recorded 
after  their  arrival  at  Alontauk  Point — the 
deaths  from  illness  and  starvation — show 
clearly  and  in  as  strong  a  light  as  possible 
that  wisdom  and  practical  sense  of  uncom- 
monly high  order  are  attributes  which  Col- 
onel Roosevelt  possesses  in  company  with  his 
other  better  known  qualities.  Our  men  died 
like  sheep  afflicted  with  a  plague.  But  if  this 
fate  befell  them  in  the  comparatively  whole- 
some surroundings  of  Camp  Wikofif,  what 
unspeakable  horrors  might  not  history  have 
had  to  record  had  the  army  been  suffered  to 
remain  in  the  pest-laden  camps  of  Santiago 
de  Cuba! 

Here  is  an  instance  of  the  general  incom- 
petence displayed  which  came  under  my  no- 
tice at  Camp  Wikofif:  A  transport  engaged 
to  take  troops  and  stores  to  Santiago  at  the 
time  the  army  of  invasion  was  lying  at  Key 
West  brought  back  troops  to  Montauk  Point. 
The  story  goes  that  the  captain  of  the  vessel 
sent  word  to  the  department  from  which  his 
order  came   that   he   had   something-  in   the 


238 


CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 


hold  of  the  shij)  for  dehxcry  scjiiiewhere,  but 
the  exact  spot  he  chd  not  know.  On  investi- 
gation it  was  found  that  some  held  artillery 
had  been  stowed  all  the  time  in  the  hold  of 
this  ship.  By  rights  it  should  have  been 
landed  at  Siboney,  but  it  was  carried  back 
to  the  United  States  in  this  vessel  without 
being  touched.  This  is  but  one  example  of 
the  slipshod  manner  in  which  everybody's 
business  j)roved  to  be  nobody's  business. 

After  dumping  our  troops  into  these 
"  prison  hulks  "  and  pest  holes,  of  which  so 
much  has  been  written  and  said  that  there  ex- 
ists no  need  for  me  to  add  more,  they  arri\ed 
in  course  of  time  and  debarked  in  an  ema- 
ciated and  debilitated  condition  at  Camp 
Wikoff.  After  all  the  opportunity  for  gain- 
ing experience  that  the  heads  of  the  different 
departments  at  Washington  had  had,  one 
would  conclude  that  Camp  Wikoff  at  ]Mon- 
tauk  Point  would  ha\e  been  a  splciidiiUy 
equipped  and  organized  camp  for  the  return 
of  our  troops  from  Cuba.  The  contrary  was 
the  case. 

When  the  sick  and  wounded  reached 
Camp  Wikoff  the  hospital  tcnls  were  unlni- 


k/ 


(iLTicral   Wlicck-r  and   Gciicrul   Young  al  Camp  Wikoff. 


RETURN    OF   THE    ROUGH    RIDERS.       239 

ished,  and  even  tents  of  the  ordinary  type 
were  not  there  in  snfficient  number  to  give 
these  men  good  and  necessary  sheher  from 
the  weather.  Still  the  boys  were  glad  to  be 
on  Uncle  Sam's  soil  again,  and  right  well  did 
they  enjoy  it.  Those  who  were  able  to  make 
it  known  did  so,  and  those  too  weak  to  make 
any  demonstration  showed  in  their  pallid  and 
suffering  faces  their  delight  to  get  back  home 
once  more. 

In  marked  and  pleasing  contrast  to  the 
enfeebled  and  emaciated  troops  landed  from 
the  pestiferous  transports  at  Montauk  Point 
was  the  condition  presented  by  the  three  hun- 
dred men  of  the  Naval  Militia  of  New^  York 
and  Brooklyn  as  they  marched  u])  Broadway 
on  September  3d.  These  men  had  been  in 
service  since  April  24th,  when  they  embarked 
on  the  Yankee  (formerly  the  Morgan  liner  El 
Norte),  participating  in  the  bombardment  of 
Santiago  and  the  seizure  of  Guantanamo  Bay. 
On  June  13th  the  Yankee  chased  and  sunk 
the  Spanish  gunboat  Diego  Velasco,  and 
later  on  did  excellent  duty,  winning  honour  in 
nine  separate  engagements  in  Cuban  waters. 
The  Yankee  was  chosen  to  take  part  in  Com- 


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modore  Watson's  proposed  expedition  to 
Spain,  and  her  brave  sailors  were  much  disap- 
pointed when  the  peace  negotiations  rendered 
that  demonstration  unnecessary.  The  Yan- 
kee returned  to  New  York  on  August  28th 
with  a  clean  bill  of  health. 

The  sailors,  as  they  marched  through  the 
city  on  a  broiling  afternoon,  looked  in  the 
pink  of  condition,  healthy  and  hard  as  nails. 
Heads  erect,  eyes  bright,  faces  tanned,  ex- 
pressions animated,  every  movement  full  of 
vitality,  they  did  credit  to  the  navy  they 
served 

The  poor  soldiers  presented  another  and 
sadder  phase  of  the  campaign,  utterly  dis- 
creditable to  the  military  authorities  respon- 
sible, of  which  the  Se\enty-first  was  perhaps 
the  most  pitiable  and  forcible  example. 

Probably  the  return  of  the  Rough  Riders 
was  the  event  which  excited  more  popular  in- 
terest than  the  return  of  any  other  single  regi- 
ment. Part  of  the  First  Cavalry  which  had 
been  left  behind  at  Tampa  had  already  ar- 
rived at  Camp  Wikoff  and  had  selected  a 
camp  in  a  l)eautiful  location.  I  say  a  beauti- 
ful location  because  it  was  on  a  high  hill  sur- 


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rounded  by  a  nice  little  pond  where  there  was 
a  chance  for  the  men  to  take  a  bath  and  oth- 
erwise have  access  to  ocean  breezes  and 
other  health-producing  conditions.  Camp 
\\'ikoft'  is  not  an  ideal  camp,  for  an  ideal  camp 
would  have  possessed  some  large  shade  trees. 
If  a  man  wanted  shade  at  Camp  \\'ikoff  he 
had  to  remain  under  the  folds  of  his  tent,  for 
once  outside  he  was  in  the  rays  of  a  sim  as 
intense  as  those  he  met  at  Santiago. 

On  the  morning  of  the  arrival  of  the  trans- 
port Miami  at  ]\lontauk  Point  things  were 
in  a  state  of  intense  excitement.  Colonel 
Roosevelt  and  his  men  were/ on  board,  as  were 
also  General  Wheeler  and  part  of  his  stafif,  so 
that  the  landing  of  this  boat  and  its  comple- 
ment of  troops  was  quite  an  interesting  scene. 
The  Miami  came  alongside  the  dock  about 
1 1  o'clock.  Colonel  Edwards  had  charge  of 
the  dock,  and  he  formed  around  it  and  the 
shore  a  heavy  guard  of  the  regular  coloured 
troops.  It  was  impossible  to  induce  these 
troops  to  permit  me  to  gain  admittance  to  a 
much  coveted  position  on  the  dock.  A 
freight  train,  however,  had  backed  up  into  po- 
sition near  the  landing  place,  so  I  hastily  made 


242  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

for  the  lo])  of  a  freis^iit  car  and  secured  a  good 
position,  from  which  I  took  pictures  of  the 
troops  as  they  came  ashore.  A  large  crowd  of 
friends  of  the  Rough  Riders  and  soldiers  had 
gathered  at  the  dock,  some  coming  in  by  the 
morning  train,  as  the  reports  in  the  morning 
j)apers  had  made  known  that  they  were  ex- 
l^ected  to  arrive  at  this  time. 

Among  the  very  first  to  land  from  the  Mi- 
ami after  she  had  made  fast  were  General 
Wheeler  and  Colonel  Roosevelt.  General 
Wheeler  was  greeted  with  ])rotherlv  affection 
by  General  Young,  while  Colonel  Roosevelt 
was  met  by  his  brother-in-law,  and  thev 
hugged  each  other  like  schoolb(\vs.  Everv 
one  pressed  forward,  and  it  looked  as  though 
the  line  of  soldiers  would  l)e  Ijroken  bv  the 
surging  crowd.  Soon  Mrs.  John  A.  Logan, 
the  widow  of  "  Old  Black  Jack,"  was  seen 
making  her  way  through  the  lines,  and  with 
the  permission  of  the  general  in  charge  met 
General  Wheeler  and  Colonel  Roosevelt,  and 
congratulations  were  extended  to  both  by  this 
venerable  lady.  As  General  Wheeler  ap- 
proached, some  one  in  the  crowd  yelled, 
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Juan!"  This  was  taken  up  and  the  three 
cheers  were  given  lustily.  The  general 
doffed  his  little  white  helmet  in  due  apprecia- 
tion of  the  courtesy.  The  troops  as  they 
marched  off  the  transport  seemed  very  weary 
and  careworn  from  the  hardships  undergone. 
The  ranks  of  some  of  the  companies  were  sor- 
rowfully depleted  and  showed  the  sad  havoc 
of  the  fever,  exposure,  the  Mauser  bullets,  and 
the  terrible  warfare  they  had  passed  through. 
Some  of  the  worst  ailing,  who  were  not  able 
to  make  the  landing  unaided,  were  assisted  by 
their  comrades,  and  many  a  sorrowful  sight 
met  the  eyes  of  the  bystanders,  who  wanted  to 
go  in  and  take  on  their  shoulders  these  help- 
less heroes  who  so  well  deserved  it,  but  the 
guard  line  was  too  strong  to  permit  of  any 
such  breach  of  discipline.  Although  there 
was  no  fever  on  l^oard  the  troops  were 
marched  off  to  the  detention  camp  for  the 
time  being. 

When  the  men  arrived  in  camp  I  went  in 
and  around  and  visited  a  great  many  of  my 
old  friends  whom  I  had  known  for  years.  I 
first  came  upon  "  Yale  "  Greenway,  the  man 
who  had  been  so  prominent  in  Yale  athletics 


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for  years,  lie  had  Ijeen  the  mainstay  of  the 
baseball  and  football  teams — in  fact,  he  had 
been  a  leader  in  all  branches  of  athletics  in 
his  college.  He  also  distinguished  himself 
with  the  Rough  Riders  in  Cuba,  and  he 
looked  as  healthy  as  though  he  had  never  ex- 
})erience(l  a  hardship.  His  athletic  training 
and  his  physical  condition  induced  by  his  ath- 
letic exercises  carried  him  safely  throtigh 
this  trying  ordeal.  Lieutenant  \\'oodl)ury 
Kane  was  also  there,  and  welcomed  me  with 
a  glad  smile.  While  he  was  writing  a  tele- 
gram to  some  of  his  friends  to  a])prise  them 
of  his  safe  return  I  took  a  shot  at  him,  and  I 
am  now  the  proud  possessor  of  the  nega- 
tive. 

Among  the  others  I  saw  and  who  had  re- 
turned with  honours  were  Craig  Wadsworth, 
the  Knobloch  l)rothcrs.  Bull,  of  Harvard,  also 
those  sterling  athletes  Larned  and  W'renn. 
It  was  a  treat  to  see  these  m^n  anxiously  grab 
the  loaves  and  fishes  that  were  dished  out  for 
their  first  meal.  They  were  at  home  again, 
and  glad  of  it.  They  made  nuich  of  this  first 
afternoon.  Camp  was  l)eing  put  into  condi- 
tion, and  many  hampers  and  packages  of  deli- 


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cacies  were  received  by  these  the  most  popu- 
lar troops  of  the  army  for  the  invasion  of 
Cuba. 

Many  and  varied  were  the  wants  of  these 
brave  fellows.  The  most  urgent  need  was  to 
fill  out  various  aching  cavities  about  the  waist 
line;  next  was  the  anxiety  to  inform  their 
friends  and  relatives  of  their  safe  arrival  and 
the  condition  of  health  which  the  close  of  the 
campaign  found  them  in.  The  telegraph 
companies  had  instituted  no  regular  service 
at  this  point  sufficient  to  the  needs  and  re- 
quirements of  tlie  place,  as  they  should  have 
done.  The  regular  telegraph  station  was 
several  miles  away  from  the  detention  camp; 
therefore,  when  I  made  known  my  willing- 
ness to  take  any  telegrams  for  delivery  that 
they  desired  to  send  I  w'as  surrounded  by  a 
lot  of  anxious  soldiers.  They  came  from 
every  troop.  The  first  I  had  occasion  to  be 
of  service  to  was  Lieutenant  Woodbury 
Kane.  As  soon  as  he  had  written  his  tele- 
gram, "  Yale  "  Greenway  got  in  his  little 
work,  and  so  it  kept  on  for  an  hour  or  so. 

The  sentiments  expressed  were  as  varied 

and  characteristic  as  the  troops  themselves, 
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246  CANNON   AND    CAMERA. 

aii-1  tliev  went  in  all  directions  over  the 
Ignited  States — some  to  the  iiiansioiis  of  the 
rich  at  Xewport,  others  to  the  prairie  home 
of  the  cowboy.  One  of  the  most  original  of 
these  telegrams  I  will  quote,  omitting,  of 
course,  the  sender's  name,  in  order  to  show 
how  a  gallant  Rough  Rider  telegraphed  his 
sentiments  to  his  sweetheart.  It  was  as  fol- 
lows: "  Darling  Kate:  Stopped  no  bullets; 
caught  no  fe\er.     Jim." 

One  of  the  Rough  Riders  who  would  have 
been  as  anxious  as  any  of  the  others  to  send 
a  message  to  his  home  folks  was  the  late  la- 
mented Rough  Rider  Sergeant  William  Tif- 
fany. After  the  battle  of  San  Juan  he  was 
detailed  to  j^roceed  to  Siboney  to  ])itrchase  a 
few  luxuries  for  his  troojx  It  was  my  ])leas- 
ure  on  my  way  in  from  Playa  to  overtake  this 
gallant  Rough  Rider,  and  we  came  along  the 
last  ])art  of  the  journey  together.  He  wanted 
to  know  where  he  could  obtain  something  in 
the  way  of  refreshmeiits,  and  I  told  him  that 
I  should  be  pleased  to  take  him  to  our  head- 
quarters and  let  him  share  what  we  had  there, 
lie  was  overjoyed  at  the  pr()S])ect  of  once 
more  sitting-  with  his  leo's  under  a  table,  and 


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as  he  sat  down  to  the  bacon,  eggs,  and  fried 
potatoes  which  comprised  our  meal  that 
night  he  remarked  on  the  strangeness  he  felt 
in  once  more  handling  a  knife  and  fork. 
Porridge  never  tasted  so  good  to  him  before, 
and  bacon  and  eggs  never  so  palatable;  his 
appreciation  of  this  meal  was  greater,  he  said, 
than  any  he  had  ever  had.  This  was  because 
he  was  hungry.  After  apologizing  for  call- 
ing for  a  second  plate,  he  said  that  on  his  re- 
turn to  Xew  York  he  should  be  pleased  to 
reciprocate  by  playing  host  for  the  crowd  at 
any  restaurant  we  chose  to  name. 

He  was  then  anxious  to  i:)urchase  some 
tobacco,  cigarettes  or  cigars,  or  whatever 
could  be  obtained  in  this  line.  After  scout- 
ing around  the  camp  and  the  many  different 
places  where  we  were  likely  to  get  such 
things,  I  obtained  a  small  quantity,  for  which 
he  was  very  thankful.  Brummell,  who  was 
the  boy  of  all  work  around  the  Journal  head- 
quarters, made  himself  quite  handy  and  of 
service  to  Sergeant  Tift'any  at  this  time.  He 
helped  him  to  get  a  few  of  the  necessaries  he 
was  in  search  of,  and  after  feeing  this  boy  with 
a  tip  that  would  make  the  head  of  a  Delmoni- 


248  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

CO  waiter  swim  with  dizziness,  Sergeant  Tif- 
fany returned  to  his  troojj  with  a  better  feel- 
ing at  his  heart.  This  occurred  on  July  8th, 
and  after  enjoying  the  repast  which  to  him  at 
that  time  was  a  sumptuous  meal,  he  strolled 
out  from  the  Journal  headcjuartcrs.  I  oti'ered 
him  a  cigar,  which  he  accepted  with  the 
thanks  of  a  gentleman.  It  seemed  to  me  at 
the  time  that  he  had  suffered  much  from  the 
rigours  of  this  campaign,  for  he  was  not  the 
same  man  1  had  seen  about  fashionable  re- 
sorts in  New  York.  His  face  seemed  pinched 
and  drawn,  and  it  had  that  sallow  appearance 
which  IS  the  forerunner  of  fever  in  this  cli- 
mate. His  step  was  not  sprightly  and 
springy  as  of  yore,  but  he  was  in  fair  spirits 
and  was  thankful  for  any  courtesies. 

The  treatment  of  the  men  of  the  Seventy- 
first  Regiment  Xew  York  \"olunteers  on 
their  return  from  Cuba  was  not  the  same 
as  that  which  they  experienced  when  they 
first  occupied  their  little  tents  at  Camp  lilack 
before  the  war  commenced.  It  was  now 
(juite  a  dilYerent  life.  Many  (^f  those  who  had 
been  exultant  in  their  anxiety  to  carr\-  a  rille 
and  to  revenue  themselxes  for  the  dastardlv 


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deed  which  had  been  perpetrated  on  our  brave 
and  gallant  sailors  who  went  down  with  the 
Maine,  were  now  helpless  and  unable  to  show 
any  signs  of  that  spirit  with  which  they  were 
imbued  when  they  sailed  for  Cuba.  They  re- 
turned to  find  that  liberty  was  not  theirs;  to 
find  themselves  in  a  position  scarcely  toler- 
able to  men  who  had  done  so  gallantly  for 
their  country.  ^lany  a  man  returned  to  the 
States  without  his  "bunkie";  many  of  the 
companies  returned  with  ranks  depleted  to 
such  an  extent  that  they  formed  but  the  skele- 
tons of  companies  and  regiments.  This  de- 
I)letion  was  not  caused  by  our  real  enemies, 
the  Spanish  forces  in  Cuija,  but  by  army 
contractors,  political  thievery  and  incompe- 
tence on  the  part  of  those  having  the  medical 
and  commissary  departments  in  their  care. 
Not  to  the  Mauser  bullets,  not  to  the  shriek- 
ing shrapnel  from  the  enemies"  batteries,  but 
to  starvation  which  brought  on  sickness,  not 
to  say  the  neglect  and  willful  cruelty  where 
incompetence  was  not  the  only  fault  of  the 
medical  ofticers.  Even  had  the  provisions 
been  rushed  to  the  front  by  the  commissary 
branches  of  the  corps  then  in  Cuba,  what  phy- 


2  50  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

sician — nay.  what  schoolboy  of  fifteen  years — 
does  not  know  that  fihhy  greasy  pork  which 
has  been  salted  down  for  so  many  years  that 
the  stench  escaping  when  the  barrels  are 
opened  is  sufficient  to  act  as  a  strong  emetic 
on  the  average  individual's  stomach,  is  not 
onlv  not  proper  food  in  the  tropics,  but  is  ab- 
solutely poisonous  under  such  circumstances? 
The  crime  perpetrated  on  the  American  vol- 
unteers by  a  tribe  of  military  contractors  who 
received  from  the  Administration  awards  of 
large  contracts  should  be  avenged.  The 
conduct  of  the  so-called  physicians  and  sur- 
geons who  have  but  a  kitchen  interest  in 
their  art  and  profession  will  react,  I  fear, 
in  future  responses  for  volunteers.  Let  us 
hope  not. 

The  men  l)rought  to  Camp  WikotY  re- 
ceived none  of  the  attention  and  care  which 
they  would  have  received  had  they  been  per- 
mitted to  join  their  families  and  be  under  the 
affection,  love,  and  nursing  of  mothers, 
brothers,  fathers,  sisters,  and  friends,  instead 
of  being  left  to  the  mercy  and  ])()llution  of 
the  vultures  who  would  have  made  less  money 
had    tliev    been    mustered    out    promptly    or 


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given  sixty  or  even  thirty  days'  furlough,  dur- 
ing which  time  the  men  \voul<l  have  received 
a  money  equivalent  for  their  rations,  and  the 
poor  contractors  would  have  been  deprived 
of  this  golden  opportunity  of  making  an 
"  honest  dollar." 

The  wounded  and  sick  were  rushed  into 
tents  and  improvised  hospitals,  where  they 
were  under  the  care  of  the  regimental  sur- 
geons, instead  of  wives,  and  mothers,  and  sis- 
ters, and  their  food  was  hard-tack  and  putrid 
pork — until  the  bounty  of  private  charity 
came  to  their  aid.  It  was  then  that  the  Ad- 
ministration papers  took  the  opportunity  of 
trying  to  show  that  the  Government  was  fa- 
vouring the  soldiers  with  kind  treatment, 
when  it  was  the  kind-hearted  American  men 
and  w^omen  who  happened  to  visit  the  camp 
for  the  purpose  of  aiding,  be  it  ever  so  little. 
Many  cases  of  individual  suffering  have 
reached  the  ears  of  the  American  public,  but 
many  more  are  recitals  of  the  trials  and  suffer- 
ings of  those  who  were  crushed  under  them 
and  are  now  unable  to  speak  since  death 
robbed  them  of  an  opportunity  to  tell  their 
woes. 


252  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

After  the  press  had  come  to  the  aid  of  the 
soldiers  it  was  deemed  advisaljle  bv  the  au- 
thorities to  muster  the  men  out  at  this  i)oint. 
This  was  made  known  in  and  about  the  camp 
for  some  days  previous  to  their  departure. 
Preparations  were  made  to  convey  the  Sev- 
enty-first Xew  York  Regiment  down  to  the 
Battery,  New  York,  from  which  point  they 
were  to  march  up  Broadway  to  their  armory, 
there  to  be  dispersed  and  permitted  to  go  to 
their  homes,  where  they  were  sought.  Their 
arrival  at  Long  Island  City  upon  the  oc- 
casion of  their  trip  to  Xew  York  city  for 
mustering  out  was  in  marked  contrast  to  their 
departure  from  this  place  for  the  front.  When 
they  arrived  at  this  terminus,  the  l)oat  was  in 
readiness.  There  was  no  twenty-two  hours' 
wait  in  a  railroad  yard,  amid  the  noise  and 
dirt  of  the  engines  and  under  the  direct  ravs 
of  the  sun.  The  boat,  I  say,  was  there,  but 
the  meal  was  provided  not  by  a  thankful  na- 
tion through  its  ( iovernment,  Init  by  the 
spontaneous  muniticence  of  ])rivate  charity. 
Think  of  it,  heroes!  Charity  is  your  re- 
ward! Charity  the  return  lo  _\'()u  for  Nour 
free    offering    of    life    and    your    rclin(|uish- 


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ment  of  all  the  comforts  and  advantages  en- 
joyed by  you  in  your  social  sphere  in  civil 
life.  When  they  arrived  at  Long  Island  City 
the  soldiers  were  met  by  some  of  the  brave 
veterans  of  the  civil  war.  Glad  hands  were 
extended  and  grasped  on  all  sides.  Al others, 
sisters,  brothers,  fathers,  and  friends  from  all 
quarters  were  there  to  welcome  the  men. 

The  trip  on  the  ferryboat  Flushing  from 
the  landing  at  the  Long  Island  depot  to  the 
Battery  was  as  triumphal  a  sail  along  the 
East  River  as  has  been  witnessed  in  the  past 
decade.  The  pilots  on  the  river,  from  those 
having  charge  of  a  saucy  little  tug  to  those 
piloting  the  large  Fall  River  steamers,  knew 
the  character  of  the  "  freight  "  on  board  this 
ferryl^oat,  and  they  showed  their  feelings  by 
continuous  tooting  of  whistles.  They  knew 
what  these  men  had  suffered  and  performed, 
and  they  acknowledged  the  claim  on  their 
gfratitude.  Salutes  were  given  to  this  craft 
on  all  sides.  The  river  shores  were  lined, 
and  cheer  after  cheer,  veritable  volleys  of 
joyful  sound,  went  ringing  out  from  both 
shores  of  the  river. 

Arrived  at  the  Battery,  they  found  such  a 
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throng  as  can  gather  in  Xew  \'()rk  city  only. 
No  other  people  would  have  tolerated  the 
banging,  pushing,  and  shoving  which  this  cos- 
mopolitan crowd  withstood  in  this  city  on 
this  occasion.  They  had  waited  hour  after 
hour  on  the  streets  to  welcome  these  men,  and 
a  right  good  welcome  they  gave  the  soldiers. 
The  veterans  who  stayed  at  home  were  gath- 
ered at  the  Battery  and  drawn  up  in  double 
line.  Cars  were  provided  to  transport  the 
men  along  the  streets,  so  as  not  to  tire  them 
bv  a  long  walk  from  the  Battery  to  W'averley 
Place:  ambulances  were  filled  with  the  sick 
and  wounded  and  those  unable  to  march  in 
the  ranks,  in  order  that  these  men  might  re- 
ceive the  same  reccj^tion  as  was  accorded  to 
their  fellow-soldiers  who  had  been  more  for- 
tunate in  the  matter  of  wounds  and  illness 
than  they  had. 

As  thcv  ])roceeded  u])  Broadway  there 
was  a  great  disi)lay  of  bunting  froiu  every 
business  house.  Men.  women,  and  children 
waved  the  Stars  and  Stripes  with  tender  feel- 
ing for  these  men,  coupled  with  pride  in  them. 
wliicli  was  fnll\'  warranted  and  justified. 
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Place,  then  to  Fifth  Avenue,  then  to  the 
armory  of  the  regiment.  This  trip,  with  the 
exception  of  the  charge  up  San  Juan  hill,  was 
possi])l_v  the  protidest  moment  in  Colonel 
Downs's  life.  It  was  manifestly  a  reception 
most  hearty  and  generous,  a  reception  that  a 
hero  alone  is  worthy  of.  His  presence  in  the 
front  of  the  regiment,  followed  by  the  regi- 
mental chaplain  looking  little  the  worse  for 
wear,  in  deep  contrast  to  his  colonel,  was 
loudly  cheered.  The  greeting  encouraged 
him  so  that  he  looked  readv  and  fit  to  go 
through  another  such  campaign.  Let  the 
critics  and  those  who  ])en  the  history  of  this 
campaign  say  what  they  may;  let  them  talk 
as  they  like;  let  their  opinions  be  put  in  black 
and  white,  it  still  remains  a  fact  that  the  rank 
and  file  of  the  Seventy-first  Regiment,  New 
York  \'olunteers,  for  whom  I  can  speak  per- 
sonally, were  as  brave  a  lot  of  fellows  as  ever 
shouldered  a  rifie.  These  men  returned  to 
their  armory  in  a  sorry  condition.  Many 
were  social  lights  and  many  such  had  died 
fighting  for  their  country,  and  had  gone  to 
meet  the  Great  Conmiander.  It  is  a  most 
significant    fact    that    while    these    men    had 


256  CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 

sliowii  such  fortiliulc  and  ^allantr}-  under 
the  liar(lshi])s  whicli  they  enchn^ed  during 
their  last  (hiys  at  Santiago,  the  percentage 
of  the  sick  was  enormous.  Mad  this  cam- 
paign at  Santiago  been  conducted  in  a  sol- 
dierl\-  manner  the^e  men  would  not  have 
l)een  ])ermitted  to  lie  so  long  in  those  pits 
of  disease,  the  trenches.  Something  certain- 
ly could  have  been  done  to  alleviate  the  suf- 
ferings, hardships,  and  inconveniences,  to 
which  not  only  the  men  of  the  Seventy-first 
Regiment  were  sul)iected,  hut  the  entire 
Fifth   Army   C'orjis. 

The  following  letter  from  my  friend  the 
late  luigene  Cjoff  is  worthy  of  record.  It  tells 
in  a  plain  lunarnished  way  of  the  sufferings 
of  the  Seventv-ilrst.  It  was  written  with  no 
view  to  ])ul)licati()n.  and  to  one  who  reads 
between  the  lines  it  means  a  good  deal. 

"  In  niK  Field  .m:.\r  Santi.\(;o  dk  Cub.\, 
"  August  4,  iSgS. 
"  Friend  Sam:  1  wrote  \ou  a  letter  some 
time  ago.  about  the  9th  or  loth  of  July,  1 
think,  antf  ha\e  received  no  answer  as  yet. 
Still,  as  I  know  the  mails  are  \ery  uncertain.  I 
surmise  \(iu  miuiu  not  ha\e  recei\ed  it. 


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"  My  primary  motive  in  writing-  this  is  to 
inform  you  of  the  sad  death  of  poor  Billy 
Cheevers.  He  died  on  August  ist,  at  abotit 
9.30  p.  M.,  after  an  illness  lasting  off  and  on 
about  twenty-two  days.  The  disease  was 
fever.  He  makes  the  third  one  in  the  regi- 
ment to  go  within  the  last  week. 

Billy  was  brave  and  merry  right  up  to 
the  last,  so  much  so  that  we  all  thought  he 
would  pull  through.  Gaffney  was  the  man 
on  watch  with  him  at  the  last,  and  Billy's  mind 
was  on  military  matters  almost  entirely.  He 
imagined  he  was  going  through  the  battle 
again,  and  furthermore,  for  some  unaccount- 
able reason,  thought  he  was  in  the  old 
Twenty-second. 

"  I  tell  you,  Sam,  we  have  put  in  a  terrible 
cam|)aign  since  the  ist.  2n(l,  and  3rd  of  July. 
I  doubt  if  there  is  a  man  in  the  outfit  who 
would  not  rather  go  through  the  din  and  roar 
of  actual  battle  than  undergo  again  the  hard- 
ships of  the  last  month. 

"  At  least  fifty  per  cent  of  the  regiment 
have  been  down  with  the  fever,  some  with 
mild  attacks,  others  with  severe.  It  was  my 
fortune    to    get    it    quite    severely.     It    com- 


238  CANXUX    AND   CAMERA. 

mciiced  on  the  i^tli  of  last  month,  and  I  have 
not  fully  recoxered  yet — in  fact,  don't  expect 
to  until  1  reach  the  Xorlh  (if  1  ever  do).  For 
three  alternate  days  I  lay  grovelling  on  the 
ground  hour  after  hour,  just  j^raying^  God  to 
let  nie  die.  My  feelings  were  something  ter- 
rible. It  was  as  if  1  were  put  in  a  crematc^ry 
while  alive  and  the  heat  turned  on.  in  conjunc- 
tion with  which  my  head  was  s])litting  o])en, 
and  it  appeared  as  if  ni)'  spine  had  been 
broken.      1  tell  yoti  it  was  terrible. 

"  We  are  all  eagerly  awaiting  orders  to 
move  awa}-  from  here,  and  expect  to  go  inside 
of  another  week.  1  tell  you.  we  are  all 
pretty  well  broken  up  around  here.  It  is 
only  recently  that  we  have  been  able  to  get 
anything  to  eat  except  the  regulation  hard- 
tack, pork,  and  cofifec. 

"  I  realize  now  that  if  I  had  stayed  with 
the  old  organization  my  lines  would  ha\'e 
been  more  ])leasant,  but  personally  1  do  not 
regret  the  step  as  }et,  except  in  so  far  as  it 
])erhaps  led  to  Billy's  death,  lie  was  hardly 
in  a  physical  condition  to  withstand  the  hard- 
shi])s  ;ni(l  xicissitudes  of  this  campaign.  He 
was    \'ery    sick    at    Lakeland.    Ma.,    but    ap- 


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259 


parently  recovered.  Poor  Bill!  He  is 
buried  right  in  front  of  the  American  en- 
trenchments on  the  slope  of  the  hill  facing 
Santiago.  Right  back  of  him  are  the  inden- 
tations made  by  Captain  Capron's  battery. 
We  acted  as  their  support  during  the  last 
bombardment. 

"  Billy  proved  himself  a  brave  and  fearless 
soldier  all  the  way  through.  He  was  acting 
corporal  on  July  ist,  and  brought  his  squad 
up  on  the  hill  together.  He  was  right  with 
me  when  we  arrived  on  the  extreme  top,  and 
if  I  hadn't  jumped  in  front  of  him  at  the  last 
moment  would  have  been  the  first  man  in  the 
regiment  to  reach  the  blockhouse.  We 
were  right  together  throughout,  and  I  really 
think  that  he,  Chalfin  (an  old  regular-army 
man),  and  myself  fired  more  deliberate  shots 
at  actual  moving  Spaniards  than  all  the  rest 
of  the  Seventy-first  Regiment  put  together. 
I  don't  say  all  this  boastfully,  but  to  try  and 
give  you  some  idea  of  Billy's  sterling  quali- 
ties. 

"  Decker,  of  our  company,  was  killed  right 
alongside  of  Billy,  but  he  was  so  intent  on  his 
work  that  he  hardlv  knew  it.     It  is  all  too 


26o  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

had.      i  can  hardly  realize  it  as  yet.      Well,  1 
trust  to  get  North  and  see  you  some  day. 
"  Good-hye. 

"  From  Gene  Goff." 

But  to  come  hack  to  Canij)  W'ikoff:  Its 
unsanitar}-  condition  soon  hegan  to  foster 
fever,  and  the  neglect  of  the  soldiers  in  the 
hospitals,  where  they  were  literally  starving — 
for  they  could  not  eat  the  coarse  fare  pro- 
vided— raised  a  storm  of  indignation  through- 
out the  country.  Some  of  the  most  outra- 
geous evils  were  rectified,  hut  Camp  W'ikoff, 
which  was  evacuated  1)\  all  the  Nolnnteer 
regiments  hy  September  _'4tli,  ])ro\ed  the 
deathplace  of  hundreds  of  hraxe  men  who 
might  have  been  alive  to-day  had  proper  care 
been  given   them. 

And  now  my  task  is  hnished.  My  en- 
deavour has  been  to  describe  scenes  in  the 
war  which  I  myself  witnessed.  1  ha\e  not 
attem])ted  to  give  a  histor\-  of  the  campaign, 
but  have  simply  dealt  with  na\  al  and  military 
events  which  came  within  m\-  own  personal 
obscr\-ation.  I  lia\e  felt  it  ni\-  dut\-  at  times 
to  criticise  quite  freely  the  gross  mismanage- 


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meat  which  characterized  the  war  from  be- 
ginning to  end,  bnt  in  no  case  have  I  l)lamed 
withont  cause.  It  is  hard  to  lose  dear  friends 
by  the  bullets  of  the  enemy,  but  it  is  far  hard- 
er to  realize  that  hundreds  perished  in  our 
own  camps  and  transports  of  starvation  and 
disease,  caused  by  the  criminal  negligence 
and  incompetence  of  those  in  charge. 

Where  is  there  an  American  who  can  read 
without  righteous  indignation  the  report  of 
General  Sir  Herbert  Kitchener,  the  victor  of 
the  campaign  in  the  Soudan  just  brought  to 
a  triumphal  close?  The  sirdar  writes  in  cor- 
dial commendation  of  the  commissarv,  medi- 
cal, and  transport  departments  and  the  "  ex- 
cellent rations  which  were  always  provided 
and  kept  the  men  strong,  healthy,  and  fit  to 
endure  all  the  hardships  of  an  arduous  cam- 
paign, enabling  them  at  a  critical  moment 
to  support  exceptional  fatigue,  continuous 
marching,  and  fighting  for  fourteen  hours 
during  the  height  of  a  Soudan  summer.'' 

What  a  shameful  contrast  is  presented  by 
the  ])itiable  results  of  our  own  campaign! 


31 


APPENDIX 


Hints  to  Amateur  and  Professional  Photographers. 

To  the  professional  and  amateur  photog- 
rapher I  wish  to  say  a  few  words  in  concluding 
my  narrative  of  the  events  I  witnessed  in  the 
war  between  the  United  States  and  Spain.  I 
wish  to  say  something  that  every  photographer 
may  derive  benefit  from.  My  experience  in  this 
campaign  has  been  quite  varied  and  interesting 
from  the  view  point  of  the  photographer.  It 
was  mv  first  experience  of  this  character,  but  I 
trust  it  will  not  be  my  last.  Practical  experi- 
ence, as  all  know,  is  one  of  the  best  teachers, 
and  it  is  something  which  a  man  can  not  ac- 
quire from  books.  Not  only  does  it  give  the 
method,  but  it  also  gives  the  skill  and  efficiency. 
I  do  not  mean  to  state  that  the  few  suggestions 
I  am  about  to  give  will  make  a  photographer  of 
one  unskilled  in  the  art.     A  photographer  must 

necessarily  experience  these  things  in  order  to 

263 


264 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


bccijinc  proficient;  l)Ul  1  do  want  tu  impart  to 
my  fellow-workers  some  hints  which  may  pos- 
sihlv  help  them  sIkjuM  the_\-  undertake  anything 
of  this  kind.  There  are  man\-  older  heads  in 
the  profession  than  mine,  and  those  who  have 
rendered  greater  service  to  the  art  than  I  have ; 
but,  as  the  old  saying  goes,  there  is  something 
to  be  learned  from  every  fool  and  every  child, 
so  possibly  there  may  be  something  learned 
from  me. 

1  wish  to  state  that,  while  it  is  necessary  to 
have  good  lenses,  good  cameras,  good  plates, 
and,  in  fact,  everything  good  in  the  line  of  tools 
and  imi)lements  incidental  to  the  proper  practice 
of  the  profession,  still  there  must  be  something 
more  than  this.  The  camera  is  like  the  gun  of 
tlie  war  slii]) :  while  the  gun  c  11  d)  the  deadly- 
execution,  while  slujt  and  shell  are  brought  to  a 
state  of  ])erfection  by  our  skilled  artisans,  the 
man  unist  be  behind  the  gmi.  So  it  is  with  the 
camera.  1  do  not  wish  to  give  the  impression 
that  I  am  iJic  only  ])hotogra])her:  my  desire  is 
sim])l\-  to  state  that  1  consider  myself  fortunate 
in  being  one  of  the  few  ])hotograi)hers  who  have 
had  the  privilege  and  opportunity  to  re])ro(luce 
the  stirring  and  spk'udid  pictures  of  this  exciting 


APPENDIX.  265 

time  and  its  incidents  which  I  am  proud  to  have 
been  a  spectator  of.  I  shall  recall  these  scenes 
in  future  and  associate  them  with  all  ideas  of 
the  life  and  dash  in  a  man's  composition — scenes 
which  have  called  a  man  to  his  senses  in  more 
than  one  instance. 

To  go  through  a  war  and  depict  the  scenes 
with  which  one  momentarily  comes  in  contact 
is  to  do  something  for  which  I  can  hardly  find  a 
fitting  comparison.  The  life  there  depicted  is 
full  of  trials  and  tortures,  experiences  which 
would  almost  rend  a  man's  heart  asunder.  A 
man  Ijecomes  callous  after  witnessing  the 
wonderful  exhibitions  of  exalted  courage  and 
action  which  mortal  man  can  endure  in  mo- 
ments of  martial  inspiration.  NTo  man  can  go 
on  a  field  of  battle  and  witness  such  things  with- 
out becoming  callous.  I  do  not  mean  to  say 
that  a  man  loses  all  his  sympathy,  but  he  tem- 
porarily parts  with  his  nicer  feelings  in  the  ter- 
rible realities  that  he  passes  through. 

As  I  have  said,  it  is  absolutely  necessary  to 
have  good  tools  with  which  to  do  one's  work. 
When  you  have  these,  then  you  can  go  ahead 
with  might  and  will.  Tn  the  first  place,  the 
kind  of  climate  one  finds  in  Cuba  is  not  at  all 


266  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

favourahlc  to  the  photo.ij^raijluT  in  the  prosecu- 
tion of  his  caUinij.  While  1  a(hnit  tlie  Hi^ht  is 
ahiiost  ])erfect.  yet  there  are  drawljacks  almost 
impossible  to  overcome.  In  the  earl\-  morning 
there  is  a  (lam])ness  in  the  atmosphere,  which  is 
apt  to  make  your  jilates  or  films,  whichever  you 
use,  useless,  and  sometimes  to  render  them  ab- 
solutely worthless.  The  greatest  care  nuist  be 
taken  to  protect  your  i)lates  and  films  from  this 
damp  atmosj^here.  While  I  should  not  advise 
everv  one  to  do  as  I  have  done  (because  I  have 
since  seen  where  my  experience  taught  me  some- 
thing by  which  I  could  in  future  profit),  I  would 
say  that  the  future  photographing  of  war  scenes 
will  be  done  with  cameras  (|uite  difTerent  from 
those  I  used  in  this  campaign.  T  have  already 
laid  m\-  ])lans  and  ordered  new  cameras  in  an- 
tici]:)ation  of  what  history  may  l)ring  forth. 

All  through  this  war  T  carried  glass  plates  in 
large  c|uantities,  and  in  travelling  from  i)lace  to 
])lace  1  found  them  a  very  heavy  l)urden.  They 
could  not  be  stowed  away  in  small  places  or  with 
the  convenience  of  films,  therefore  I  should  ad- 
vise that  films  be  used  wherever  a  long  journey 
is  ex])ecte(l.  No  doul)t  glass  plates  have  some 
advantages    in    their    genuine    lasting    (jualities 


APPENDIX.  267 

which  the  fihiis  do  not  possess.  The  support 
of  the  fihii — the  ceUuloid — has  something  very 
defective  in  its  composition  which  has  not  up  to 
this  time  been  eradicated,  and  it  afTects  the  sen- 
sitiveness of  the  fihii,  but  this,  I  hope,  chem- 
ical experts  may  control  or  entirely  overcome, 
in  the  near  future. 

To  the  professional  photographer  who  goes 
to  the  front  to  depict  anything  and  everything 
that  may  occur  I  would  give  the  advice  to  use  as 
small  a  camera  as  possible  to  render  his  pic- 
ture properly  discernible.  To  go  more  minutely 
into  details,  I  would  advise  the  use  of  a  rapid- 
working  lens,  no  matter  whose  make  it  may  be. 
as  long  as  it  has  that  necessary  and  requisite 
property  of  dealing  with  a  large,  plain  field,  good 
depth  of  focus,  and  plenty  of  brilliancy.  A  lens 
that  is  not  exactly  a  landscape  lens,  but  one  be- 
tween the  two.  a  lens  more  on  the  portrait  style, 
seems  to  be  more  adaptable,  as  it  works  with  a 
larger  aperture,  and  is  applicable  to  all  kinds  of 
work,  and  we  know  that  portraits  and  figures 
are  the  most  important  parts  in  photographing 
such  a  subject  as  I  have  here  before  me. 

A  camera  not  larger  than  five  by  seven  is 
the  most  convenient  to  use.     If  it  is  adapted  for 


268  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

films  as  well  as  plates  so  much  the  better.  A 
camera  C(jnverti])le,  tu  use  with  either  lihiis  or 
plates,  in  my  opinion  is  the  ideal  camera.  If 
you  are  j^oinj^  on  a  short  journey  I  say  take 
plates  and  use  them,  iov  the  results  i;ained  will 
repay  you  for  the  extra  labour  ycju  may  perform 
in  carryini^"  them  with  y<ni.  if  vou  are  going  on 
a  long  journey,  not  knowing  when  you  ma}' 
return,  not  knowing  where  you  may  go,  I  should 
say  the  daylight  film  is  the  most  convenient  and 
the  most  popular  of  the  i)resent-day  creations. 
It  is  sometimes  necessary  in  going  on  extended 
trips  to  take  a  developer  along,  with  which  you 
can  test  your  film  and  know  what  you  are  work- 
ing at ;  therefore  1  should  advise  taking  along 
a  developer  made  up  in  j)owder  form,  by  which 
you  can  make  a  test  of  each  film  as  you  progress. 
There  is  always  some  ])lace  w  here  this  work  can 
be  done. 

There  may  be  such  a  word  as  "  can't."  but  1 
shall  never  use  it  if  1  can  ])ossibl\-  help.  The 
old  saying,  that  where  there  is  a  will  there  is  a 
way,  came  to  me  with  vivid  force  during  this 
campaign.  The  pictures  made  nowadays  do  not 
convey  to  the  reader  the  same  romantic  s])ecta- 
cle  that   one  is  accustomed   to  seek   and   find   in 


APPENDIX. 


269 


past  war  pictures,  for  the  use  of  smokeless  pow- 
der has  taken  away  the  effect  of  clouds  of  dense 
smoke,  through  portions  of  which  were  to  be 
seen,  dimly  outlined,  the  opposing  forces  and 
all  the  attendant  incidents.  I  imagine  that  if  a 
shutter  can  be  made  fast  enough  to  take  the  bul- 
lets as  they  whiz  through  the  air,  then  war  scenes 
mav  again  become  very  vivid,  picturesqtte,  and 
romantic.  lUit  can  we  ever  expect  this? 
Think,  you  photographers.  Just  think  for  a 
moment.  Think  of  the  rate  at  which  these  little 
missives  of  death  can  travel.  This  is.  of  course, 
but  a  dream,  as  we  know  it  will  never  happen, 
but  we  know  there  must  be  something  that  will 
give  that  vividness  and  reality  which  the  ab- 
sence of  smoke  now  deprives.  I  found  that 
while  I  was  exposed  to  the  dangers  of  the  bul- 
lets and  the  breaking  of  shells  around  me  my 
work  kept  me  preocctipied ;  that  I  reallv  forgot 
in  a  great  many  instances  that  I  was  on  the 
field  of  battle. 

It  has  been  said  of  the  gallant  men  who  fight 
on  the  line  that  they  forget  the  danger  when 
they  once  commence  their  work,  and  I  positively 
believe  such  is  the  case.  A  man  gets  to  work, 
and  if  he  is  in  earnest  I  reallv  think  he  forgets 


270  CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 

ever}tliin,<4"  around  liini  and  is  \vrap]jcd  up  in 
the  results  wliicli  he  has  taken  sucli  chances  to 
gain.  While  every  picture  a  man  should  take 
under  these  circumstances  mii^ht  not  he  a  work 
of  art,  still  it  is  possible  to  change  position  and 
get  a  variety  of  pictures.  It  is  one's  duty  to 
depict  that  which  seems  to  he  the  best.  There- 
fore a  selection  of  sul)jects  will  cause  you  less 
annoyance  when  you  come  to  develop,  and 
find  you  have  no  repetitions.  If  you  study  your 
pictures  you  will  find  that  you  can  ])ortray  many 
more  scenes  and  incidents  with  half  as  much 
work  than  if  you  went  into  the  field  without  any 
certain    plan. 

While  I  can  not  say  that  I  long  to  see  an- 
other war,  yet  I  have  a  craving  to  go  and  do 
again  what  I  think  T  could  now  do  better. 
Should  a  chance  present  itself  in  future  for  me  to 
do  what  I  have  done  in  the  past,  I  think  I  could 
do  myself,  and  the  profession  in  general,  more 
credit  than  T  have  hitherto. 

1  lie  camera  of  which  T  think  a  great  deal 
will  be  heard  in  future  in  i)hotographing  battle 
scenes  and  stirring  pictures  of  troops  in  action 
will  be  a  camera  likened  luito  the  moving-lens 
camera,   a  camera  of  which   one   might  sav   it 


APPENDIX.  271 

looks  behind  you.  It  is  a  camera  which  will 
take  in  a  field  of  from  one  hundred  and  fifty  to 
one  hundred  and  sixty  degrees.  These  cameras 
will  be  so  made  and  adapted  in  time  to  come 
that  they  will  be  used  in  the  hand,  as  my  own 
camera  is  now,  and  will  portray  from  one  side  to 
the  other,  including-,  as  I  said  before,  a  large 
and  extensive  angle.  I  can  not  go  into  details, 
as  I  have  not  fully  developed  the  idea.  This 
will  I)e  the  camera  I  shall  use  in  the  future 
should  I  ever  have  the  opportunity. 

I  trust  in  these  few  suggestions  that  some- 
thing may  be  found  to  help  my  brothers  and  sis- 
ters— for  has  not  this  glorious  art  been  taken 
up  bv  women  with  all  the  enthusiasm  and  pride 
which  they  infuse  into  all  their  undertakings? 
It  is  not  the  professional  who  does  so  much 
for  the  art,  or  who  has  done  so  much  in  the 
past  for  photography,  for  the  professional  looks 
to  but  the  dollar-and-cents  end.  It  is  the  ama- 
teur to  whom  we  must  look  for  improvements; 
his  aim  is  to  do  something  which  has  not  yet 
been  done,  for  he  has  time  to  do  it.  Therefore 
we  have  to  thank  the  amateur  for  several  praise- 
worthy improvements. 

I  trust  this  little  work  may  be  of  some  value 


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to  the  rccuki"  iiitcrcstcd  in  lliis  branch  of  pho- 
tography, and  thai  the  ilhistrations  herein  will 
be  judged  from  the  conditions  under  which  they 
were  made. 

J.  C.  He.m.ment. 


INDEX 


Adams,  W.  Lincoln,  intioduc- 
tion  by. 

Almirante  Oquendo,  Spanish 
war  ship,  210,  218. 

Ambushes  of  Cuban  and 
Spanish  pickets,  122. 

Appendix,  hints  to  amateur 
and  professional  photogra- 
phers, 262  et  seq. 

Arkell,  W.  J.,  10. 

Arrolas.  General.  29. 

Art  under  difficulties,  gS  et 
seq. 

Asarradero,  214. 

Baiquiri,  80. 
Balloon,  war,   135,  145. 
Barb-wire  fences,  120. 
Barton,  Miss  Clara,  79. 
Birds,  calls  of,  use  1  as  signals 

by  Spaniards,  120. 
Blockading       squadron 

105. 
Blue,  Lieutenant,  218. 
Board  of  inquiry,  25. 
Bombardment  of  Morro  Cas 

tie,  Santiago,  107  et  seq. 


70. 


Brooklyn,  flagship  of  Admi- 
ral Schley,  208,  212. 

Brummell,  247. 

Bull,  of  Harvard,  Rough  Rid- 
er, 244. 

Bullets,  stray,  execution  by, 
179. 

Bullfights,  27,  2g. 

Cabaiia,  4. 

Cabarellos,  20. 

Camei-a,  62,  65,  200. 

Camp  Black,  41-44  ;  drills  of 
recruits  at,  47  ;  discipline 
at,  51  ;  unsanitary  condi- 
tion of,  52. 

Camp  Wikoff,  Montauk  Point, 
237  ;  landing  of  troops  at, 
23S  ;  insufficient  shelter  for 
sick  and  wounded  at,  239; 
Rough  Riders  arrive  at, 
241  ;  arrival  of  Seventy-first 
at,  250  ;  neglect  and  suffer- 
ing at,  251  ;  unsanitary  con- 
dition of,  260  ;  evacuation 
of,  by  volunteers,  260. 

Cape  de  Verde  fleet,  destruc- 
273 


274 


CANNON    AND    CAMERA. 


lion   of,  by   American   fleet, 

212. 
Capron,  Captain,  87,  259. 
Caribbean    Sea,  roughness  of, 

71- 

Cartridge  pudding,  131. 
Cervcra,    Admiral,     39,     109, 

206,  20g  ;  destruction  of  his 

fleet,  206  et  seq. 
Chadwick,  Captain,  24. 
"Chang"  pie,  131. 
Cheevers,     Private      William, 

48  ;     deatli    of,  from    fever, 

257- 
Chickamauga,    camp    at,    53, 

57  ;  departure  of  transports 
from,  60. 

Chidwick,  Father,  chaplain  of 
the  Maine,  25,  29. 

Chills  and  fever,  175. 

Cristobal  Colon,  Spanish  war 
ship,  212. 

Clark,  Captain,  in  command 
of  Sylvia,  69. 

Clothing,  list  of,  taken  by  au- 
thor, 64. 

Cocoanuts,  132. 

Colon  Cemetery,  Havana,  26. 

Coloured    troops,    jollity    of, 

58  ;  bravery  of,  165  ;  bold 
attack  on  .Spanish  trenches, 
i6g. 

Converse,  Captain,  in  com- 
mand of    Montgomery,   21, 


Cowardice,  Spanish  sailors 
shot    Ijy    their    officers    for, 

Creedmoor,  rifle  ranges  at,  48. 

Creelman,  James,  correspond- 
ent, 112,  113  ;  bravery  and 
wound  of,  at  El  Caney,  171, 
225. 

Crowninshield,  Captain,  com- 
mander of  Maine,  succeed- 
by  Captain  Sigsbee,  3. 

Crystal  Spring  Hotel,  Kings- 
ton, Jamaica,  67. 

Cuban  soldiers,  30  ;  sickness 
and  starvation  of,  31  ;  sad 
condition  of,  at  Siboney, 
80,  84  ;  Spanish  sympa- 
thizers among,  174;  Span- 
ish sailors  in  sea  >hot  by, 
214. 

Custom  house,  Havana,  6; 
spies  from,  36;  bribery  of 
ofhcials  of,  37. 

Dark  room,  35,  100. 

Decker,  Private,  killed  before 
.Santiago,  259. 

Disguises  of  Spanish  and  Cu- 
ban pickets,  115,  122. 

Divers  on  wreck  of  Maine, 
23  ;  body  of  Lieutenant 
Jenkins  recovered  by,  24. 

Downs,  Colonel,  of  Seventy- 
first  Regiment,  255. 


Corsair,  yacht.     See  (;U)uces-  j  Edwards,  Colonel,  241. 

ter.  I  El  Caney,  charge  at,  164  (-/j-fV/.; 


INDEX. 


275 


capture  of,  165  ;  bravery  of 
Spanish  officer  at,  167  ;  suf- 
fering and  starvation  of  Cu- 
ban refugees  at,  176  ;  sur- 
render of  blockhouse  near, 
200. 
El  Pozo,  violent  storm  at, 
92,   144 ;    old    fort  at,   146, 

153- 
Engineer   Corps,    good    work 

of,  at  Siboney,  TJ^ 
Eulate,  Captain,  in  command 

of  Viscaya,  208,  209,  211. 

First  Cavalry,  237. 

Fish,  Hamilton,  224. 

Flag,    American.     See     Stars 

and  Stripes. 
Flag,    Cuban,    presented    by 

General      Garcia     to     Mr. 

Hearst,  83. 
Flag,   Spanish,  7  ;    shot    from 

ramparts  of  Morro,  109. 
Flushing,  ferryboat,  253. 
Follaiisbee,    J.,    member     of 

expedition,    66,    13S,    144, 

146,  172  ;  captures  Spanish 

soldiers,  173. 
Forty-seventh  Regiment,  New- 
York  Volunteers,  44. 
Fourteenth    Regiment,    New 

York  Volunteers,  44. 
Furor,  Spanish  torpedo  boat, 

210,  211. 

Gadalia,  Seilor,  30. 

Garcia,  General,  arrival  of,  at 


Siboney,  80  ;  visit  to,  80  ; 
co-operates  with  General 
Shafter's  forces,  81  ;  pre- 
sents Cuban  flag  to  Mr. 
Hearst,  83  ;  photographed 
in  group  with  Mr.  Creel - 
man,  83  ;  departure  of,  from 
Siboney,  85. 

Gloucester,  formerly  yacht 
Corsair,  chases  Pluton  and 
Terror  ashore,  211. 

GoiT,  Sergeant  Eugene  W., 
48,  50  ;  letter  from,  256. 

Gonzalez,  Senor,  30. 

Government,  United  States, 
instructions  fro.-n,  to  photo- 
graph Maine,  3. 

(heenway,  "Yale,"  Rough 
Rider,  243. 

Grimes,  battery  of,  95  ;  in  ac- 
tion, 148,  149. 

Guantanamo,  74,  114;  our 
troops  surprised  at,  117, 
130,  134. 

Guerilla  warfare  of  Cubans 
and  Spaniards,  118. 

Hard-tack  sandwiches,  131. 
Havana,  the    land    sharks  of. 

6  ;      making      photographs 

along    water    front    of,   11  ; 

rowdyism  at,  12  ;  departure 

from,  39. 
Hearst,  W.   R.,  proprietor   of 

New    York     Journal,    62  ; 

charters      Sylvia,     65,     66  ; 

visits  Admiral  Sampson,  71, 


76 


CANNON'    AND    CAMERA. 


144,  146,  172  ;  tako  Sjiaiii>li 
sailors  prisoners,  220. 
Hemment,  j.  C,  arrives  at 
Havana,  4  ;  consults  Cap- 
tain Sigsbee  and  Consul- 
( Icneral  Lee,  9, 10  ;  insulted 
t)y  Spanish  volunteers,  12, 
14  ;  arrested  for  pholo- 
giaphing  Fort  I'unta,  18; 
escape  by  subterfuge,  19  ; 
boards  and  photographs 
cruisei'  Montgomery,  22  ; 
photographs  Maine  wreck, 
23  ;  visits  Colon  Cemetery, 
26  ;  photographs  bullfight, 
29 ;  investigates  reconcen- 
trados  with  .Senator  Proctor, 
30  ;  bribes  custom-house 
oflicial>,  37  ;  leaves  Havana, 
39  ;  visits  Camp  Black  and 
camp  at  Chickamauga,  40  c'/ 
sc(].  ;  packs  up  for  Cuban 
expedition,  62  ;  sails  on 
Sylvia,  66  ;  touches  at 
Kingston,  Jamaica,  67  ;  ar- 
rives off  Santiago  de  Cuba, 
70;  visits  Admiral  Sampson 
and  (leneral  Shafter,  73,  74  ; 
lands  at  Silioney,  76 ;  visits 
( "leneral  Garcia,  80  ;  follows 
on  General  Shafter's  trail, 
S7 ;  photographs  graves  of 
Rough  Riders,  88  ;  rings  a 
bell  at  fort  near  El  Pozo 
and  arouses  the  Cubans,  93  ; 
photographs  Santiago  from 
the   top  of  a  tall   tree,  95  ; 


ililticulties  in  Sylvia'>  dark 
room,  99 ;  sends  photo- 
graphs to  New  York  from 
Port  Antonio,  103  ;  witness- 
es bombardment  of  Morro, 
106  et  seq.  ;  visits  Edward 
Marshall  on  Olivette,  in  ; 
among  the  Cuban  pickets, 
114  ct  scq.;  studies  the 
campaign  mule,  124;  visits 
camps  of  regulars  and  vol- 
unteers, 130 ;  watches  siege 
of  Santiago,  149 ;  among 
the  killed  and  wounded, 
153  ;  bandages  a  wounded 
soldier,  159  ;  the  Seventy- 
first  in  action,  161  ;  wit- 
nesses attack  on  El  C"aney, 
164  ;  fierce  fight  in  the 
trenches,  169  ;  difficulty  in 
making  photographs,  171  : 
suffering  of  our  soldiers  at 
El  Caiiey,  175  ;  with  Roose- 
velt's Rough  Riders,  179; 
photographs  operating  tents, 
186;  sad  scenes  among  the 
wounded,  18S  ;  buries  and 
pravs  over  dead  -oldier,  192  ; 
fired  at  bv  sharpsliooters, 
197  ;  in  the  trenches  with 
the  troops,  203  ;  sees  the 
destruction  of  Cervera's 
fleet,  206  et  seq.  ;  photo- 
graphs stranded  vessels, 
218  ^/  seq.  ;  meets  Lieuten- 
ant Hobson,  228;  ]ihoto- 
graph>  return  of  the  Rough 


INDEX. 


277 


Riders,  242  ;  meets  old 
friends  at  Camp  WikofF, 
243  ;  a  few  last  words,  261  ; 
useful  hints  to  photogra- 
phers, 262  et  seq. 

Heroism  of  American  soldiers, 
178. 

Hill,  Bill,  famous  mule  packer, 
127. 

Hobson,  Lieutenant,  109,  202, 
206,  227,  228. 

Holzer,  Father  Chid  wick's 
assistant,  26,  27. 

Hospital,  First  Division,  164, 
175,  185 ;  operating  tents 
photographed,  186. 

Illinois  volunteers,  77. 
Indiana,    United    States    war 
ship,  107. 
Iowa,  United  States  war  ship, 
107. 

Jenkins,  Lieutenant,  officer  on 
Maine,  i,  2  ;  recovery  of  body 
of,  from  wreck,  24. 

Jersey  City,  inadequacy  of 
transportation  to,  58. 

Jim,  J.  C.  Hemment's  assist- 
ant, 136,  186;  grazed  by 
Mauser  bullet,  199. 

Jones,  Chaplain,  fired  at  while 
burying  soldiers,  118. 

Journal  headquarters  at  Sibo- 
ney,  136  ;  used  as  a  hos- 
pital, 137. 

32 


Kane,  Lieutenant  Woodbury, 
Rough  Rider,  48,  244. 

Key  West,  camp  at,  53  ;  mis 
management  at,  59. 

Kingston,  Jamaica,  66-68,  70. 

Kitchener,  General  Sir  Her- 
bert, 261. 

Knobloch,  the  brothers,  244. 

Land  crabs,  137. 

Larned,  Rough  Rider,  48,  244. 

Las  Guasimas,  where  Rough 
Riders  fought,  88,  120,  141, 
143- 

Lawton,  General,  battery  un- 
der, in  action,  i6g. 

Lee,  Fitzhugh,  American  con- 
sul general  at  Havana,  10, 
18,  41. 

Lesser,  Dr ,  of  the  Red  Cross 
Society,  79. 

Letter  writing  in  camp,  oddi- 
ties of,  133. 

Logan,  Mrs.  John  A.,  at  Camp 
Wikoff.  242. 

Long  Island  City,  suffering  of 
troops  at,  54. 

Long,  Secretary,  of  the  navy, 
3- 

Machina.     See  Custom  house. 

Maine,  United  States  warship, 
blown  up  in  Havana  har- 
bour, I,  4,  5,  24,  25,  35. 

Mangoes,  soldiers  forbidden 
to  eat,  132. 

Maria  Teresa,  Admiral  Cerve- 


278 


CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 


ra's  llag^^hip,  210,  211,  220  ; 
havoc  aboard,  221  ;  relics 
from,  222,  226  ;  floated  and 
towed  to  Guanlanaino  Bay, 
228. 

Marix,  Lieutenant-Command- 
er, judge  advocate  on  board 
of  inquiry,  24,  25. 

Marshall,  Edward,  corre- 
spondent, wounded  at  Las 
Guasimas,  iii,  112,  225. 

Massachusetts,  United  States 
war  ship,  107. 

Massachusetts,  volunteers 

from,  77. 

Matanzas,  30,  32. 

Mauser  bullets,  157,  175,  184. 

McKinley,  President,  calls  for 
volunteers,  41,  44. 

Medical  sup])lics,  list  of,  taken 
by  author,  63. 

Miami,  transport,  arrival  of,  at 
Montauk  Point  with  Rough 
Riders,  241. 

Mike,  interpreter  at  Havana, 
17,  18. 

Miles,  General,  229  ;  consults 
with  Shafter,  229  ;  demands 
surrender  of  Santiago  from 
General  Toral,  233  ;  gains 
surrender,  234. 

Miley,  Lieutenant,  90. 

Military  mismanagement,  237. 

Montauk  I'oint  as  acamp  site, 
236. 

Montgomery,  American  war 
ship,  16,  20,  21,  23. 


Morro  Castle,  Havana,  4,  16. 

Morro  Castle,  Santiago,  bom- 
bardment of,  107. 

Mosquitoes,  8,  137. 

Mule,  the,  in  the  campaign, 
1246'/^-^^,  125,  129,  138. 

Naval  Militia  of  New  York, 
return  and  parade  of,  239  ; 
splendid  condition  of,  240. 

New  Orleans,  United  States 
war  ship,  70. 

New  York,  Admiral  Samp- 
son's flagship,  72  ;  directs 
the  bombardment  of  Morro, 
loS. 

Ninth  Regiment,  142. 

"Old  Glor)'."  See  Stars  and 
Stripes. 

Olivette,  hospital  ship  of  Red 
Cross  Society,  79,  112. 

Operating  tents  photo- 
graphed, 1 86. 

Oquendo,  Spanish  war  ship. 
See  Almirante  Oquendo. 

Oregon,  United  States  war 
ship,  108,  213, 

Pancoast,  G.,  member  of  ex- 
pedition, 66. 

Pasaje  Hotel,  6-8,  34. 

Philip,  Captain,  of  Texas, 
107. 

Photographers,  hints  to  ama- 
teur and  professional,  262 
et  seq. 


INDEX. 


279 


Photographic  supplies,  3,  62, 
136. 

Photographs  of  Maine  wreck 
fix  the  blame  on  the  Span- 
ish, 25  ;  first  prints  of,  sent 
to  United  States,  103 ;  of 
operating  tents,  186  ;  diffi- 
culty of  making,  during  bat- 
tle, 171. 

Pickets,  Cuban,  among  the, 
114  et  seq.,  iig. 

Pickets,  Spanish,  disguises 
and  ambushes  of,  115  ;  imi- 
tate calls  of  birds  as  signals, 
120. 

Pifiar  del  Rio,  30. 

Playa,  headquarters  of  Gen. 
Shafter  at,  89,  91,  137,  143. 

Pluton,  Spanish  torpedo  boat, 
driven  ashore  by  the  Glou- 
cester, 211. 

Polo  ponies,  purchase  of,  at 
Kingston,  68. 

Port  Antonio,  Jamaica,  103, 
226. 

Potter,  Commander,  on  board 
of  inquiry,  at  Havana,  24. 

Powelson,  Ensign,  United 
States  Navy,  testifies  on 
Maine  explosion  before 
board  of  inquiiy  at  Havana, 
24. 

Printing  press  on  Sylvia,  66. 

Prisoners,  Spanish,  scared  by 
camera,  200  ;  arraigned  be- 
fore General  Shafter,  202  ; 
taken  by   Mr.   Hearst    and 


transferred  to  the  St.  Louis, 
220. 

Proctor,  Senator,  investiga- 
tion of  condition  of  recon- 
centrados  by,  30. 

Punta,  Fort,  in  Havana  har- 
bour, where  author  was  ar- 
rested, 16. 

Red  Cross  Society,  hospital 
ship  of,  79,  158  ;  aids  killed 
by  sharpshooters,  160  ;  great 
strain  on  capacity  of,  185. 

Refugees,  Cuban,  139  ;  apa- 
thy of,  140 ;  suffering  and 
starvation  of,  at  El  Caney, 
176,  177. 

Regulars,  American,  bravery 
of  Ninth  and  Twenty-third 
Regiments,  88 ;  assist  the 
author  to  take  photographs, 
89. 

Resolute,  naval  steamship,  for- 
merly Ward  liner  Vorktown, 
213. 

Rio  Tarquino,  212. 

Robustiano,  Spanish  boatman 
at  Havana,  21. 

Roe,  General,  in  command  at 
Camp  Black,  44. 

Roosevelt,  Colonel  Theodore, 
bravery  of,  1 79  ;  encourages 
his  Rough  Riders,  180  ;  in- 
cident at  Fort  Hamilton,  180; 
protest  by,  against  army  re- 
maining in  Cuba,  236  ;  arriv- 
al of,  at  Montauk  Point,  241. 


28o 


CANNON   AND   CAMERA. 


Rough  Riders,  graves  of,  141 
179  ;  splendid  organization 
of,  182;  return  home  of  the, 
236. 

Sailors,  Spanish,  shot  in  sea 
by  Cubans,  214  ;  taken  pris- 
oners by  Mr.  Hearst,  220; 
shot  by  tiieir  officers  for 
cowardice,  222. 

St.  Louis,  naval  despatch  boat, 
220. 

Sampson,  Admiral,  on  board 
of  inquiry  at  Havana,  24, 
72  ;  at  Siboney  when  Cer- 
vera's  fleet  dashed  out  of 
Santiago,  208. 

Sanitary  precautions,  neglect 
of,  176. 

San  Juan,  Cuban  outpost  near, 

93- 

Santiago  de  Cuba,  70;  photo- 
graph from  tree,  95  ;  siege 
of,  135  et  scq.  ;  surrender 
of,  229  et  seq. 

Schley,  Admiral,  directs  de- 
struction of  Cervera's  fleet 
from  flagshi])  IJrooklyn,  208. 

Seasickness,  3  ;  as  a  prevent- 
ive of  fever,  102. 

Seguranca,  steamship,  3  ;  (ien- 
eral  Shafter's  headquarters 
aboard,  73,  74. 

Seventy-first  Regiment,  New 
York  Volunteers,  arrival  of, 
at  Camp  Black,  42  ;  landing 
of,  at  Siboney,  77,  142  ;  in  a 


hot  engagement,  161  ;  gal- 
lantry of,  163  ;  arrival  of,  at 
Montauk  Point,  248  ;  bad 
treatment  of,  at  Camp 
Wikoff,  251  ;  departure  of, 
from  Camp  Wikoff,  254 ; 
warm  reception  and  parade 
in  New  York,  256. 

Shafter,  General,  aboard  Se- 
guranca, 73  ;  visit  to,  74  ; 
physi  ;al  unfitness  of,  for 
campaign,  75  ;  gives  per- 
mission to  enter  lines,  76 ; 
requests  co-operation  of 
General  Garcia,  81  ;  Hem- 
ment,  in  pursuit  of,  87 ;  re- 
connoissance  by,  90 ;  pho- 
tograph of,  while  halting  at 
stream,  91  ;  headquarters 
of,  144  ;  headquarters  of, 
fired  on  by  Spanish  sharp- 
shooters, 194  ;  indisposition 
of,  195  ;  Spanish  prisoners 
arraigned  before,  202  ;  con- 
sults with  General  Miles, 
229. 

Sharpshooters,  Spanish,  kill 
Red  Cross  aids,  160 ;  fire 
from  steeple,  166  ;  dislodged 
by  colored  troopers,  167  ;  in 
action,  194  ct  seq. ;  fire  on 
Shafter's  headquarters,  194 ; 
dislodged  by  Fifth  Artiller}', 

195. 
Shrapnel,    Spanish,   148,    153, 

158,  179. 
Siboney,  73  ;  landing  of  troops 


INDEX. 


281 


at,  76  ;  repulse  of  Spaniards 
at,  77  ;  hospital  headquar- 
ters at,  79,  143,  226. 

Sigsbee,  Captain,  succeeds 
Captain  Crowninshield  in 
command  of  Maine,  3,  y,  25. 

Simpson,  tug,  73. 

Sixteenth  Regiment,  142. 

Soldiers,  Spanish  regular, 
brutality  and  licentiousness 
of>  31  ;  ignorance  and  lack 
of  discipline  of,  32  ;  coward- 
ice of,  on  train,  33. 

Spanish  officer,  bravery  of,  at 
El  Caney,  167 

Stars  and  Stripes,  21,  39 ; 
Spanish  prisoners  cheer,  225. 

Sugar  house   near  San  Juan, 

1-45- 

Sunstroke,  wagon  driver  af- 
fected by,  186. 

Suwanee,  naval  vessel,  iii, 
21S. 

Sylvia,  ocean  steamsliip,  char- 
tered by  Mr.  Hearst,  65  ; 
touches  at  Kingston,  Jamai- 
ca, 66  ;  boarded  by  officer 
from  New  Orleans,  70 ; 
leaves  Siboney  for  Port  An- 
tonio, 99  ;  difficult  work  in 
dark  room  of,  100  ;  arrival 
of,  at  Port  Antonio,  103  ; 
zecil  of  crew  of,  104  ;  in 
thick  of  naval  attack  on 
Morro  Castle,  no  ;  ordered 
out  of  danger,  in  ;  wit- 
nesses   destruction   of   Cer- 


vera's  ileet,  209 ;  Spanish 
prisoners  transferred  from, 
to  the  St.  Louis,  220 ; 
wounded  correspondents 
Creelman  and  Marshall 
conveyed  on  board  of,  225. 

Tampa,  camp  at,  53. 
Telegram,  characteristic,  from 

Rough  Rider  to  his  girl,  246. 
Tenting,    Cuban    method   of, 

131- 
Texas,  United  States  war  ship, 

107,  213,  225. 
Thirty-second  Regiment 

(Michigan),  77. 
Tiffany,     Sergeant     William, 

Rough  Rider,  246. 
Transports,  abuses  on,  60. 
Trenches,  life  in,  203,  204. 
Twenty-fourth  Regiment,  142. 

Vesuvius,  United  States  war 
ship,  shelling  of  Morro 
Castle,  Santiago,  by,  108. 

Viscaya,  Spanish  war  ship, 
208,  211  ;  wreck  of,  photo- 
graphed, 215  ;  havoc 
wrought  on,  by  American 
shells,  216. 

Vixen,  United  States  steam- 
ship, III,  213. 

Volunteers,  American,  frater- 
nize with  regulars,  56. 

Volunteers,  Spanish,  8  ;  fe- 
rocity of,  12  ;  hated  by  Cu- 
bans, 13-15. 


282 


CANNON    AND   CAMERA. 


Vultures  prey  on  dead,  175, 
197,  214. 

Wadsworth,  Craig,  Rough 
Rider,  244. 

Wainwright,  Lieutenant-Com- 
mander, executive  officer  of 
Maine,  10. 

Water,  tested  for  poison,  13J. 

Watson,  Commodore,  pro- 
posed expedition  of,  to 
Spain,  240. 

Wheeler,  General,  241. 

Wikoff.     See  Camp  WikofF. 

Wingate,  General,  48. 

Wood,  Major,  185. 


Wounded,  American,  suffer- 
ing of,  at  EI  Caney,  176  ;  no 
stimulants  for,  187  ;  hard 
fare  of,  188  ;  neglect  of, 
near  San  Juan,  189 ;  shot 
by  comrades,  190  ;  heroism 
of,  192. 

Wrenn,  Rough  Rider,  48,  244. 

Yankee,  United  States  steam- 
er, formerly  Morgan  liner 
El  Norte,  239. 

Yorktown,  steamship.  See 
Resolute. 

\'oung.  General,  139,  242. 

Yucatan,  steamship,  39,  40. 


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