ran straight on without making a atop, and afterwards said as I was informed, that his horse was running away with him
We had scarcely time to face about, when the front man of our pursuers, who afterwards proved to be an orderly on Halisey
's staff, by the name of Edwards
, dashed around the corner, and though he endeavored at once to check his horse, he did not succeed in doing so until he had run squarely up to Tribble
, who was then facing him. A pistol shot was exchanged between them, but neither touched the other.
, who had fired first, attempted to shoot the second time, being so near that the muzzle of his pistol was against Edwards
's body, but this time his pistol snapped, and left him apparently at the mercy of his antagonist.
With the quickness of a tiger, however, he grappled with Edwards
before the latter could fire again, and being a powerful man, and a magnificent horseman, succeeded in dragging him backwards from his horse, and landed him sprawling in the water.
Each man dropped his pistol in this struggle, but Edwards
being down in the water with Tribble
over him, surrendered and announced himself Tribble
In the meantime, and not a horse's length behind Edwards
, Colonel Halisey
came around the corner, and reining in his horse more success-fully than Edwards
had done, turned into the open space spoken of above within perhaps ten paces of me I at once fired at him and demanded his surrender.
He returned my fire, and urging my horse a little nearer to him, I fired again, and saw the dust fly from the shoulder of his overcoat, though, as I afterwards discovered, the shot did not wound him. He then fired again; and spurring my horse towards him, I was within perhaps ten feet of him, and having my pistol levelled on him, was about to fire again, when he threw up his hand and surrendered to me, saying twice, “I am your prisoner, sir; I am your prisoner!”
In getting within reach of him, my horse being very restive, had faced around in the other direction, thus bringing us side by side, with our horses' heads in the same direction, and he being on my left side.
While in this position, and with my left leg touching his right leg, I extended my hand and demanded his pistols.
Instead, however, of giving them up, he dropped his bridle rein, and reaching over with his left hand, grabbed me in the collar, and, at the same time, without taking special aim, firing under his left arm, because of our being so near together, and with the muzzle of his pistol almost touching my cheek, fired at me again.
The discharge burned and blackened my face, and the flash for an instant blinded me, but