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Gulf of Mexico (search for this): chapter 3
ter the usual leave of three months following graduation from the Military Academy I was assigned to temporary duty at Newport Barracks, a recruiting station and rendezvous for the assignment of young officers preparatory to joining their regiments. Here I remained from September, 1853, to March, 1854, when I was ordered to join my company at Fort Duncan. To comply with this order I proceeded by steamboat down the Ohio and Mississippi rivers to New Orleans, thence by steamer across the Gulf of Mexico to Indianola, Tex., and after landing at that place, continued in a small schooner through what is called the inside channel on the Gulf coast to Corpus Christi, the headquarters of Brigadier-General Persifer F. Smith, who was commanding the Department of Texas. Here I met some of my old friends from the Military Academy, among them Lieutenant Alfred Gibbs, who in the last year of the rebellion commanded under me a brigade of cavalry, and Lieutenant Jerome Napoleon Bonaparte, of the Mou
United States (United States) (search for this): chapter 3
Fort Duncan, Texas Northers scouting duty hunting nearly caught by the Indians a primitive habitation a brave drummer boy's death a Mexican ball. On the 1st day of July, 1853, I was commissioned a brevet second lieutenant in the First Regiment of United States Infantry, then stationed in Texas. The company to which I was attached was quartered at Fort Duncan, a military post on the Rio Grande opposite the little town of Piedras Negras, on the boundary line between the United States and the Republic of Mexico. After the usual leave of three months following graduation from the Military Academy I was assigned to temporary duty at Newport Barracks, a recruiting station and rendezvous for the assignment of young officers preparatory to joining their regiments. Here I remained from September, 1853, to March, 1854, when I was ordered to join my company at Fort Duncan. To comply with this order I proceeded by steamboat down the Ohio and Mississippi rivers to New Orl
Mexico (Mexico, Mexico) (search for this): chapter 3
ittle town of Piedras Negras, on the boundary line between the United States and the Republic of Mexico. After the usual leave of three months following graduation from the Military Academy I was ng from Indian raids the road running from San Antonio to Fort Duncan, and on to the interior of Mexico. In those days this road was the great line of travel, and Mexican caravans were frequently pasgetting near they headed for the Rio Grande, made the crossing to the opposite bank, and were in Mexico before we could overtake them. When on the other side of the boundary they grew very brave, darin softening the rough edges in a half-breed population. The inhabitants of this frontier of Mexico were strongly marked with Indian characteristics, particularly with those of the Comanche type, any one had been killed; and as the Comanche Indians, strong and warlike, had devastated northeastern Mexico in past years, all along the border, on both sides of the Rio Grande, the murderous effec
Clark (North Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
near the water's edge, and realizing in an instant that the camp we were approaching might possibly be one of hostile Indians--all Indians in that country at that time were hostile — Frankman and I backed out silently, and made eager strides for La Pena, where we had scarcely arrived when Captain M. E. Van Buren, of the Mounted Rifle regiment, came in with a small command, and reported that he was out in pursuit of a band of Comanche Indians, which had been committing depredations up about Fort Clark, but that he had lost the trail. I immediately informed him of what had occurred to me during the morning, and that I could put him on the trail of the Indians he was desirous of punishing. We hurriedly supplied with rations his small command of thirteen men, and I then conducted him to the point where I had seen the smoke, and there we found signs indicating it to be the recently abandoned camp of the Indians he was pursuing, and we also noticed that prairie rats had formed the principa
Van Buren, Ark. (Arkansas, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
d just completed. As they had gone, I could do no more than put him on the trail made in their departure, which was well marked; for Indians, when in small parties, and unless pressed, usually follow each other in single file. Captain Van Buren followed the trail by Fort Ewell, and well down toward Corpus Christi, day and night, until the Indians, exhausted and used up, halted on an open plain, unsaddled their horses, mounted bareback, and offered battle. Their number was double that of Van Buren's detachment, but he attacked them fearlessly, and in the fight was mortally wounded by an arrow which entered his body in front, just above the sword belt, and came through the belt behind. The principal chief of the Indians was killed, and the rest fled. Captain Van Buren's men carried him to Corpus Christi, where in a few days he died. After our removal to La Pendencia a similar pursuit of savages occurred, but with more fortunate results. Colonel John H. King, now on the retired
Eagle Pass (Texas, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
ny to which I was attached was quartered at Fort Duncan, a military post on the Rio Grande opposite4, when I was ordered to join my company at Fort Duncan. To comply with this order I proceeded by aredo, a small town on the Rio Grande below Fort Duncan. There being no other means of reaching my soon as convenient, with transportation to Fort Duncan, the station of my company. In the cour a quantity of quartermaster's property for Fort Duncan, I managed to obtain room enough for my bedrom Corpus Christi to Laredo. I reached Fort Duncan in March, 1854, and was kindly received by Pena, about sixty or seventy miles east of Fort Duncan, in a section of country that had for some miliar with the region between our camp and Fort Duncan, the headquarters of the regiment, that I weces River, on the road from San Antonio to Fort Duncan, and I was required to join the company. Hged in. So during all the period I lived at Fort Duncan and its sub-camps, nearly sixteen months, f[3 more...]
Laredo (Texas, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
agons, loaded with subsistence stores and quartermaster's supplies, started for Laredo, a small town on the Rio Grande below Fort Duncan. There being no other means tion had been at my command. It took our lumbering train many days to reach Laredo, a distance of about one hundred and sixty miles from Corpus Christi. Each maravy manes, and flowing tails which almost touched the ground. We arrived at Laredo during one of those severe storms incident to that section, which are termed Nofficient violence to greatly injure the harbors on the coast. The post near Laredo was called Fort McIntosh, and at this period the troops stationed there consist of the ditches, but as the parapet was built of sand — the only material about Laredo which could be obtained for its construction — the severity of the winds was toon the ground under the wagon, as I had done on the road from Corpus Christi to Laredo. I reached Fort Duncan in March, 1854, and was kindly received by the comma
Corpus Christi (Texas, United States) (search for this): chapter 3
all schooner through what is called the inside channel on the Gulf coast to Corpus Christi, the headquarters of Brigadier-General Persifer F. Smith, who was commandinrated between us a lasting friendship. A day or two after my arrival at Corpus Christi a train of Government wagons, loaded with subsistence stores and quartermas days to reach Laredo, a distance of about one hundred and sixty miles from Corpus Christi. Each march was but a repetition of the first day's journey, its monotony d of sleeping on the ground under the wagon, as I had done on the road from Corpus Christi to Laredo. I reached Fort Duncan in March, 1854, and was kindly receive. Captain Van Buren followed the trail by Fort Ewell, and well down toward Corpus Christi, day and night, until the Indians, exhausted and used up, halted on an openians was killed, and the rest fled. Captain Van Buren's men carried him to Corpus Christi, where in a few days he died. After our removal to La Pendencia a simil
J. G. Walker (search for this): chapter 3
ies at a distance from the fort; but few thought the savages would come near, so many risks were doubtless run by various officers, who carried the familiar six-shooter as their only weapon while out horseback riding, until suddenly we were awakened to the dangers we had been incurring. About mid-winter a party of hostile Lipans made a swoop around and skirting the garrison, killing a herder-a discharged drummer boyin sight of the flag-staff. Of course great excitement followed. Captain J. G. Walker, of the Mounted Rifles, immediately started with his company in pursuit of the Indians, and I was directed to accompany the command. Not far away we found the body of the boy filled with arrows, and near him the body of a fine looking young Indian, whom the lad had undoubtedly killed before he was himself overpowered. We were not a great distance behind the Indians when the boy's body was discovered, and having good trailers we gained on them rapidly, with the prospect of overhauli
John H. King (search for this): chapter 3
number was double that of Van Buren's detachment, but he attacked them fearlessly, and in the fight was mortally wounded by an arrow which entered his body in front, just above the sword belt, and came through the belt behind. The principal chief of the Indians was killed, and the rest fled. Captain Van Buren's men carried him to Corpus Christi, where in a few days he died. After our removal to La Pendencia a similar pursuit of savages occurred, but with more fortunate results. Colonel John H. King, now on the retired list, then a captain in the First Infantry, came to our camp in pursuit of a marauding band of hostile Indians, and I was enabled to put him also on the trail. He soon overtook them, and killing two without loss to himself, the band dispersed like a flock of quail and left him nothing to follow. He returned to our camp shortly after, and the few friendly Indian scouts he had with him held a grand pow-wow and dance over the scalps of the fallen braves. Around
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