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THE MASSACRE ON THE NUECES RIVER
us, more especially as he loudly declared he would take his
turn at the bearer work with the rest of us.
That night the doctor arrived and was promptly at work;
but several of the cases were very serious, and would not, he
said, live to see the fort.
Betimes next morning, the litters, of long cedar poles with
blankets laced to them, were ready with their sad loads and
the horses packed with plunder. Four bearers were allotted to
each litter, or thirty-two in all; sixteen of whom, being all that
were left for duty, were taken from our detachment. The
mounted men marched ahead with the guide, carrying our
rifles, water-kegs, blankets, and everything except our water-
canteens that we took for the immediate use of the sick. The
first stage was to be about five miles; there the mounted party
were to halt till we came up, and we were to be relieved by
fresh bearers. Louis Oge and I, with two other men, carried
our comrade and friend Mont Woodward, who was desperately
Wagons and ambulances had been sent out from the fort to
meet us, or rather would be sent, as the nature of the country
would not let them go much more than five or six miles in our
direction Hardly had we started when one of the horses, load-
ed with rifles not very securely packed, got scared, or didn't
like his load, and away he went, kicking and plunging and fol-
lowed by three others. Down the steep hillside and through
the thick brush they went, shedding rifles at every stride; and
may be going still for aught I know, for we never saw them'
again, nor the forty rifles they carried with them.
Soon the mounted men disappeared down the trail ahead of
us, and we plodded on, consoling ourselves with the thought
that, though the load was heavy and galled our shoulders badly
we would get a rest and plenty of water at the end of five miles.
The sun was terribly hot, but we kept on, with occasional short
rests to give the sufferers water to quench their burning thirst.
For ourselves, as I have said, there was none.
For nearly three hours we tramped, and climbed, and slid
over that awful country, before it dawned on us we were deserted
Here’s what’s next.
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Williams, R. H. & Sansom, John W. Massacre on the Nueces River; story of a Civil War tragedy., book, Date Unknown; Grand Prairie, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth2409/m1/24/: accessed March 18, 2018), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; .