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border. Here. Custer, In command of the M Division, his men all with gay redscarfs around their necks, was greeted with vociferous cheers. This boyish,fair-haired leader, destined to die hero-tcaly midst the butte* of the Little Big Horn, already had won the love of a Nation.As he neared- the Treasury Building occurred an incident which has erer been remembered by those privileged to see it. A fair admirer, stepping forward from her place, hurled at Custer a large w reath of flowers. The powerful animal which ° the General rode, though used to shot • and shell, was not inured to such bombardments as this. Already nervous, he a shied, took sudden fright, and then broke’* into a frenzied gallop Custer, mean-« while, had caught the wreath on nis arm. Women screamed and men shouted warnings as the infuriated amnia! dashed it madly down the open lane. For a moment it seemed that the rider would be dashed to death. His cap was swept off, and his long light hair streamed in thewind. His scabbard, too, became de~rs§ tached, and dropped clanking on thepavement.But Custer was too sood a horsemanto lose in such a battle. As he swept past the White House he iinaily got bis steed in command, brought it to a standstill,and calmly rode back to his place in the line.
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Boston Evening Globe
Boston, Massachusetts, US
Thu, May 29, 1919
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