Philippines -- History -- Philippine American War, 1899-1902 -- Fiction
The long train, except that recruit car, was now emptied. The throng of
passengers had gone on through the waiting-rooms and up the stairway to
the saloon deck of the huge ferry-boat. If he purposed going, no time
was to be lost, and the porter bearing his hand-luggage ventured a word
to that effect.
Stuyvesant looked back. There were protruding heads at many of the
windows of the recruit car, but, obedient to the instructions given by
Connelly, no man, apparently, had left his place, and Connelly, though
suffering, had evidently resumed control, much benefited by the services
of another physician who had boarded the train in the late afternoon and
renewed the bandages and dressings of the injured men. Then Stuyvesant
became suddenly aware of a messenger-boy with a telegram. It was
addressed to "Lieutenant Stuyvesant, A. D. C., Train No. 2, Oakland."
Tearing it open, he read as follows:
"Report by wire condition of Recruit Foster. If serious, have him
conveyed to St. Paul's Hospital. Commission as lieutenant and signal
officer awaits him here."
It was signed by the adjutant-general at department head-quarters, San
Francisco.
But the boy had still another. This too he held forth to Stuyvesant, and
the latter, not noticing that it was addressed "Commanding Officer U. S.
Troops, Train No. 2," mechanically opened and read and made a spring for
the car.
The message was from Port Costa, barely thirty miles away, and briefly
said: "Any your men missing? Soldier left car here believed jumped
overboard return trip ferry-boat."
One man was missing. Recruit Foster, for whom a commission as lieutenant
and signal officer was waiting at department head-quarters, could not be
found.
CHAPTER IV.
In the busy week that followed Lieutenant Stuyvesant had his full share
of work and no time for social distraction. Appointed to the staff of
General Vinton, with orders to sail without delay for Manila, the young
officer found his hours from morn till late at night almost too short
for the duties demanded of him.
The transports were almost ready. The troops had been designated for the
expedition. The supplies were being hurried aboard. The general had his
men all the livelong day at the rifle-ranges or drill-grounds, for most
of the brigade were raw volunteers who had been rushed to the point of
rendezvous with scant equipment and with less instruction. The camps
were thronged with men in all manner of motley as to dress and no little
variety as to dialect. Few of the newly appointed officers in the
Department of Supply were versed in their duties, and the young regulars
of the staff of the commanding general were working sixteen hours out of
the twenty-four, coaching their comrades of the volunteers.
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