They had two Henry rifles, and the 'rookie' kept them both hot.

He got some of the bucks, too, but of course, we never knew how many.

There were twenty in the party, and they charged twice, riding their ponies almost to the edge of the wallow, but Hamlin had fourteen shots without reloading, and they could n't quite make it.

Dugan said there were nine dead ponies within a radius of thirty feet.

Anyhow it was five hours before 'D' troop came up, and that's what they found when they got there--Dugan laid out, as good as dead, and Hamlin shot twice, and only ten cartridges left.
Hell," he added disgustedly, "and you never even heard of it east of the Missouri." There was a flush of color on the Sergeant's cheeks, but he never moved.
"There was nothing else to do but what I did," he explained simply.
"Any of the fellows would have done the same if they had been up against it the way I was.