The colonel was soon on
hand, and it was found that the brave spy was not seriously wounded,
and would recover soon under proper treatment.
When the insurgent wounded were cared for, it was discovered that the
two companies sent out to reconnoitre had also suffered losses, and
when they marched back along the line of their retreat no less than
five dead and about twenty wounded were found. This sad news threw a
gloom over the entire regiment, and when they started back to Manila
they marched in quiet, and without rejoicing over their victory, which
had proved so costly.
Poor Archie, when they started to march, found, to his great disgust,
that he was so weak he couldn't walk far, and he thought this must be
due to the fright he had received. He was very angry with himself,
until the surgeon examined him and announced that he had a bullet in
his arm. And then Archie confessed that he had felt a stinging
sensation at one time during the firing, but had thought nothing of
it. Now his disgust was turned to great delight, for the idea of being
wounded in battle was glorious to his mind. "I'll bet I wounded more
than one insurgent," he told the surgeon, "for I discharged every
barrel of my revolver." The wound was not at all serious, but he was
told to be quiet for a few days. He was given one of the rebel horses
to ride back to Manila, and he felt like a real hero in many ways.
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