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Of course he graduated, and was thus entitled to write another title
after his name--that of Bachelor of Arts. About this time, also, he
was promoted to a first lieutenancy, the first official recognition for
his many long months of work. Then he was sent back to the field
again, to join the Tenth Cavalry at Fort Assiniboine, Montana.
Next came a welcome command to take the position of Assistant
Instructor of Tactics, at West Point. It was almost like getting back
home, to see these loved hills, the mighty river, and the familiar
barracks again.
But after a few months here, the Spanish War broke out. Eager to get
into the action, he resigned his position at the Military Academy, and
was transferred to his former regiment, the Tenth Cavalry. This
regiment was sent immediately to Santiago, and took part in the short
but spirited fighting at El Caney and San Juan hill--where a certain
Colonel of the Rough Riders was in evidence. Side by side these two
crack regiments charged up the slope, dominated by the Spanish fort,
and here Roosevelt and Pershing first met.
We would like to fancy these two intrepid soldiers as recognizing each
other here in the din of battle. But the truth is sometimes more
prosaic than fiction; and the truth compels us to reprint this little
anecdote from _The World's Work_.
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