Adventure Magazine Cover — page 78: what you’re looking at

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one man who left the house to make the charge had been killed, albeit five were badly wounded. ‘These five were shot through bodies, legs, or arms and moved with intense physical pain. The uninjured herded around them and assisted them as they marched. In this manner they left the city behind and headed toward the coast. Back in Rivas pandemonium reigned. Two hundred of the Serviles had fallen when the white men made the charge from the house. Others had been slain in the fierce previous onslaught up the hill of Santa Ursala. The plaza and streets were - littered with dead and dying men. Vengeance was being had upon the wounded soldiers Walker had been forced to leave. Piles of fagots had been gathered, and the white men were chained and dragged upon them when they were blazing. The screams of the five men were terrible | as the flames wrapped about them. A mile | away the band of filibusters turned and started back. Walker halted them and ex- plained that it was impossible to do any- thing. He took off his hat and bared his head and the others followed his example. Thus they stood until the screams of their former comrades had died away, and they turned with grim faces and headed toward the coast. Darkness fell suddenly. It began to rain in a steady downpour which soon flooded the trail until they were floundering through mud and water to their knees. The injured men raved with fever. Doubleday muttered insanely from the throb of his shattered temple. It seemed that the night would never end. On and on they floundered. It was almost sundown of the next. day when they reeled and limped into the little port of San Juan del Sur. Walker had ordered the Vesta to cruise off this port against the time of their return. She was nowhere in sight. Down the street to the rickety little wharf the caravan proceeded. Walker was at the head. His hat had been lost, and his towy hair matted upon his head. His shirt was in ribbons, and he was minus’a goodly portion of his trousers. His boot-tops had settled limply around his ankles in an unseemly bunch. Yet his head --was highy'and he limped proudly, and his face was*terribly earnest and serious with high resolve and purpose. The shoulders of his followers eee stened as they gazed upon him. Adventure Two transients were in the port waiting for a ship for San Francisco. They followed behind the tattered army, and, overhauling it at the wharf, asked for the details of the fight. Upon being told they went up to “HONDURAS ave R (souncany’) co we REPUBLIG OF NICARAGUA -REALEYO , CHINANDEGA® A eLlEQC MANAGUA 2. A MANAGUA GRANADA LAKE NICARAGUA Bive Prurcen BAY N JUAN DEL SUR. 74, wy SEA CARIBBEAN "AN “any SAN JUAN BR DEL NOR Colonel Walker and declared their willing- ness to join. He shook hands with them and accepted them upon the spot. The “army” of thirty-five lifted their voices in a hoarse cheer at the nerve of these two strangers who would join a party in the predicament they were in at that time. Peter Burns and Henry McLeod, two names of history. Although the Vesta was not in sight there was a Costa Rican schooner lying at anchor in the bay. Walker sent two men out ina rowboat to seize her. The schooner had arrived that morning with ammunition and supplies for the Serviles and besides had brought a band of Costa Ricans to assist them. The captain yielded easily to the persuasions of the two armed men who came aboard, and he readily assented at pistol’s point to being locked up in his own cabin. Walker and his army came aboard in other rowboats. Too tired to eat, the soldiers flung themselves upon the deck and sprawled asleep. All night long they slept; and all night long Walker, Doubleday, and Dr. EO LPMICOOOKS (C (C@ im