First, a Minié ball passed through his calf.

The other shot passed through my left calf without much damage.

A spear had taken him through his left calf during the fight at the holdfast.

He could see the splintered bone poking through his calf.

A splinter as long as sword blade had run through a middle-aged woman's right calf.

Minis had put a round through a little boy's calf, maybe by accident.

He had no right to complain, with only a bullet through his calf.

He ran too, he said, and felt the "shock" of a bullet passing through his right calf.

He was shot through both thighs and his left calf.

Luckily, the bullet that had gone through his calf missed the bone; the wound was healing.