The weekly Arizona miner., 1872-06-22
THE SAVAGE INDIANS.
They Murder One White Man--Wound
 Three Others, &c.


 Vincent Colyer's destroying angels, or. rather, devils, have been pettcd, coaxed and fooled with, by the Administration and its misguided peace agents, until they have come to think that they are masters of the situa- tion, and feel disposed to treat Americans as they have been used to treating cowed down Mexicans. This Apache land is filled with mourning. The savages, in week, in one locality, have murdered a poor farmer, at tempted to take the lives of seven or eight more men, and to run off herd of sheep. The sayages feel as though they are licensed to do as they see fit, for, did mt the vicious Colyer encourage them to do so, and hasn't Government fooled many of them by not having provided for them, on reservations also, by going back on its threats to punish all Indians who might be found off the res erys:ions, after a certain day.
 But, to the sad, depressing details of the late raids:
 Our paper had gone to press, Friday last, with its usual batch of Indian barbarities, when word woe brought to town that Adam Ricsbeck an industrious man, who, for sev- ersl years past, had owned and cultivated farm near Prescott, was just then being con- yeyed 10 'he Hospital at Fort Whipple, for treatment for wounds inflicted upon his per son by savage Indians. We inserted q short item to this effect the preas moved on and so did we, having no time, then, to think of tue poor, suffering fellow mortal. Not so, however, dear friends, who, unlike us, were not forced to work, work. They went down to the hospital and returned sadly disap- pointed, in that the Doctors had assured them there was no hope for poor Adam Riesbeck, nor was there, for despite the eff forts of physicians and nurses, Death claimed him and life deserted him on Sunday morn ing, June 1Gth. On the afternoon of that day, friends and acquaintances followed his body to, and deposited it in, its last resting place in the Citizens Cemetery.
 The murdered man was a native of Ba- yaria, Germany; a citizen of the United States, and aged about 5 years.
 Previous to his death he informed Louis Wortman and others that, while working in his corn-field, about six o'clock on the after noon of the 18th inst, his horses, which were grazing near by, acted as if they were frightened he went towards them, and while leading them across a ravine, towards the house, was fired on by about four lndi- ans, who lay hidden in the willows. Feeling that he was wounded, he hastened to the house, to which the savages did not follow him. The horses were placed in the stable two buckets of water were procured, and preparations were made by him to repel ar attack, should one be made. Night soon came, and night of suffering was it for the wounded man, who lay there, suffering from fear and fever.
 Morning dawned and his water was all gone. He gathered his strength and pro. cured another bucketful, but the effort was almost too much, for he grew worse soon after it, and was almost dead from loss ol blood, thirst and suffering when, about noon on Friday, the 14th, Dr. Ensign and others came along, from Camp Date Creek, in a Government ambulance, into which poor Riesbeck was lifted and conveyed to Fort Whipple, where, as we have before stated, he died on the following Sunday morning.
 An, me to be thus cut off in early life by skulking savages, is something to fear Yet, how many Arizonans have been murder dered in this way! Hundreds. Yes, nearly 1000 in the last 10 years. And still Govern ment and people talk of "treating" with tho unrepentant authors of those horrible crimes Attack on George Brower.
 On Wednesday, May 22d, Indians killed Theodore Putz, as he was watching herd of 2,ooO sheep, near Fort Whipple, and got away with the sheep, but, being closely pursued, had to abandon the flock and save themselves by flight from pursuing soldiers and citizens.
 About 10 o'clock, on Saturday, June Is, as George Brewer was in the position of the murdered Putz-herding the sheep-he notic S>A S~A~ "s'eaotS uocoiuS Saoociy eoScthSis anu thinking that coyotes might be threatening them, he walked pretty rapidly towards the flock. While doing so, his eye rested upon a dark object, distant about so yards. Quick as thought, Georges Spencer was reached out in the direction of the red demon, who next moment sprang into the air, fell over and was a good Indian. This occurred in the foothills, about two miles west from tho ranch of L. A. Stevens; about two mile. from Fort Whipple; two miles from Head quarters. Military Department of Arizon, and three miles from Prescott.
 No sooner had Brewer shot than up spran, several Indians, who opened upon him wit bullets and arrows. Turn where he would m Indian or Indians confronted him. Tn savages appeared tc be everywhere to b silent and resolute. He tried to brea through their lines and reach the ranch, tn iearest safe place. They vetoed this. II
 ied to run towards Fort Whipple. The.