each other, which they did not do then or at any other time. Later
we examined the relative position of the trail which Capron held, and
the position of G Troop, and they were at right angles to one
another.

Capron could not possibly have fired into us at any time, unless he
had turned directly around in his tracks and aimed up the very trail
he had just descended. Advancing, he could no more have hit us than
he could have seen us out of the back of his head. When we found
many hundred spent cartridges of the Spaniards a hundred yards in
front of G Troop's position, the question as to who had fired on us
was answered.

It was an exceedingly hot corner. The whole troop was gathered in
the little open place blocked by the network of grape-vines and
tangled bushes before it. They could not see twenty feet on three
sides of them, but on the right hand lay the valley, and across it
came the sound of Young's brigade, who were apparently heavily
engaged. The enemy's fire was so close that the men could not hear
the word of command, and Captain Llewellyn and Lieutenant Greenway,
unable to get their attention, ran among them, batting them with
their sombreros to make them cease firing. Lieutenant-Colonel
Roosevelt ran up just then, bringing with him Lieutenant Woodbury
Kane and ten troopers from K Troop. Roosevelt lay down in the grass
beside Llewellyn and consulted with him eagerly. Kane was smiling
with the charming content of a perfectly happy man. When Captain
Llewellyn told him his men were not needed, and to rejoin his troop,
he led his detail over the edge of the hill on which we lay. As he
disappeared below the crest he did not stoop to avoid the bullets,
but walked erect, still smiling. Roosevelt pointed out that it was