Ken Campbell
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601 appearances
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first heard Jul 2026
last heard 21 Jul
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In all the regiment, no man was loved by the rank and file as was Billy Ray.
Brilliant soldiers, gifted officers, sterling men were many of his comrades, but ever since he first joined on the heels of the Civil War, more than anyone of its commission list, Ray had been identified with every stirring scout and campaign fight or incident in regimented history.
Truscott, Blake, Hunter, and Greg, among the junior captains, had all had their tours of detached duty, instructing at West.
at this point recruiting in the big eastern cities, serving as aide de camp to some general officer, but of Ray it could be said he had hardly been east of the Missouri from the day he joined until his wedding day, and only rarely and briefly since that time.
More than any officer had he been prominent in scout after scout.
Arizona, Mexico, Texas, the Indian Territory, Kansas, Columbus,
Colorado, Nebraska, Wyoming, the Dakotas, Montana, even parts of Idaho and Utah, he knew as he used to know the roads and runways of the blue grass region of his native state.
From the British line to the Gulfs of Mexico and California he had studied the West.
The regiment was his home, his intense pride, and its men had been his comrades and brothers.
The veterans trusted and swore by.
The younger troopers looked up to and well nigh worshipped him.
And now, as the story that the Sioux had probably surrounded the Sorrel troop went like wildfire through the garrison.
Even the sick in hospital begged to be allowed to go, and one poor lad, frantic through fever and enforced confinement, broke from the hold of the half-hearted attendant, tore over to K troop barracks, demanded his kit of Sergeant Schreiber, and finding the quarters deserted, the men all gone to the stables, dared to bust into the magnet's own room in search of his arms and clothing.
and thereby roused a heavy sleeping soldier who damned him savagely until through wild raving
He gathered that some grave danger menaced Captain Ray, and
Even his befuddled senses could fathom that, and while guards and nurses bore the patient, shrieking and struggling back to the hospital, Kennedy soused his hot head in the cooling waters of their frontier laboratory, and was off like a shot to the stables.
It was long before he found his horse, for the guard had taken Kilmaine to F troop stables, and Kennedy had been housed by K.
It was longer still before he could persuade the guard that he had a right, as he put it, to ride after the major.
Not until Captain Dade had been consulted would they let him go, and
Not indeed until in person Kennedy had pleaded his case with that cool headed commander.
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