ates Volunteer Cavalry. A
squadron of men for this regiment left Phoenix, Arizona, on their way
to the field of war. It was noticed that they had no flag. The women
of the Relief Corps attached to the Grand Army of the Republic took
the matter in hand, for if this was not a case where relief was
needed, where should one be found?

Night and day were the same to these energetic women. They bought silk
and they sewed, all day and all night. The stores of Phoenix did not
provide just the right sort of cord, so the staff of the battle-flag
was daintily adorned with a knot of satin ribbon, red, white, and
blue. Then the flag was carried to camp, and presented with all
courtesy and dignity to the two hundred men who were to form a part of
the First Regiment of the United States Volunteer Cavalry, better
known as the "Rough Riders."

The little silken flag came to glories that it had not dreamed of, for
the regular bunting flags were scarce, and therefore it held the most
prominent place in parades and was even set up as guest of honor
before the tent of Colonel Leonard Wood. In the attack on Santiago,
the little party that first landed at Daiquiri, a small town on the
coast a few miles from the city, carried the flag with them. On a
transport in the harbor an officer from Arizona, observing the troops
climb the hill, had seen the raising of the flag and discovered with a
glass what it was. As the story is told:--

He threw his hat to the deck, jumped to the top of the bulwark,
and yelled: "Howl, you Arizona men,--it's our flag up there!"

And the men howled as only Arizona cowboys could. Some one on
the hurricane deck grabbed the whistle cord and tied it down,
the band of the Second Infantry whisked up instruments and
played "A Hot Time" on the inspiration of the moment, and every
man who had a revolver emptied it over the side. Almost in an
instant every whistle of the fifty transports and supply vessels
in the harbor took up the note of rejoicing. Twenty thousand men
were cheering. A dozen bands increased the din. Then guns of the
warships on the flanks joined in a mighty salute to the flag of
the Nation. And the flag was the flag of the Arizona squadron.

The Arizona flag led the regiment in the fight of Las Guasimas,
where three thousand intrenched Spaniards were driven back by
nine hundred unmounted cavalry; it was at the front all through