The weekly miner. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1878-1881, 1881-07-05
A Texans Revenge.

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Col. Albert e.. Pelton, whose beautiful %
00-acre r.nch is out toward the Rio Grande.
near Laredo, has been the Peter the Hermit
Of the Texans for years. He has believe
that he has held a Divine commission to k...
Apache Indians. Col. Pelton came to TeXa
in 1913, a common soldier. by talent and
courage he gradually arose to the rank of
Colonel, and finally in 1856, commanded
Fort Macrae. That year he fell in love with
q beautiful Spanish girl at Abequin, New
Mexico. Her parents were wealthy and
would not consent to their daughters going
away from all her friends 10 live in a garri-
son. The admiration of the young people
was mutual, and parental objections only in
tensltied the affection of the lovers. The ma
ture of the Spanish girl is such that once in
love she never changes. Finally, after two
years of e~ntreaty and devotion, Col. Pelton
won the consent of the parents of The beau
tiful Spanish girl and they were married.
Then commenced a honeymoon such as only
lovers shut up in a beautiful, aforementioned
fort can have. The lovely character OF the
beautiful bride won the hearts of all the SOL
diers at the fort, and she reigned a queen
among these rough frontiersmen. One day
when the love of the soldier and his lovely
wife was at its %seyerest, the two. accompanied
by the Young wife's mother and twenty SOL
diers, rode out 10 the hot springs, six miles
from the fort, to take a bath. While in the
bath, which IS near the Rio Grande, an In
dams arrow passed over their heads. Then a
shower of arrows fell around them, and a
band of wild Apache Indians rushed down
upon them, whoop;ng and yelling like a
band of demons. Several of the soldiers fell
dead, pierced with poisoned arrows. This
frightened the rest, who fed. Another
shower of arrows and the beautiful bride
md her mother dropped in the water pierced
by the cruel weapons of the Apaches. with
his wife dying before his eyes, Col. Pelton
leaped up the bank, grabbed his rifle, and
killed the leader of the Apaciles. But the
Apaches were too much for the colonel,
Pierced with two poisoned arrows, he swan
into the river and hid under an o%verhanging
rock. After the savages had left the colonel
swan the river ard made his way back to
Macrae. Here his wounds were dressed, and
he finally recovered, only t. live a blasted
life-without love, without hope-with a Wis
ion of his wife, pierced with poisoned arrows,
dying, perpetlally, before his eyes.
After the death Of his wife a change came
TO Col. Pelton. He seemed to think that he
had a sacred mission from heaven to avenge
his young wife's death. He secured the
most unerring rifles, surrounded himself
with brave companions and consecrated him
self to the work Of revenge. He was always
anxious to lead any and all expeditions
against the Apaches. Whenever any Of the
the other Indians We're a. war with the
Apaches, Col. Pelton would soon be at the
head of the former. One day he would be
at the head of his own soldiers and the next
day at the head of a band of MeXicans.
Nothing gave him pleasure but the sight of
dead -Apaches.
He defied Indian arrows and ,courted death.
Once. with a band of the widest desperadoes,
l. -...4ol l,,J,ol- ,n,1ap iptn flo
Apache country. The Apaches never dreamed
that anything but an entire regiment would
dare to follow them to their camp in the
mountains. So when Col. Ptlton swooped
down into their camp with ten trusty follow
ers, firing their Henry rifles at the rate of
twenty times a minute, the Apaches fled in
CONSERVATION, leaving their women and chill
dren behind. 1t was then that there darted
out of the lodge a white woman.
ssSpare the women!' she cried, and then
she tainted to the ground.
When the Colonel jumped from his saddle
to lift the woman up he found thai she was
blind.
SLOW came you here, woman, with these
damned Apaches:?" he asked.
81 was wounded and captured" she said,
''ten years ago. Take, oh, take me back
gain?"
"Have you any relatives in Texas askedg
the Colonel.
"No, my father lives IN Abequln. My his
band, Col. Pelton, and my mother were killed
by the Indians"
"Great God, Bella! is it you-my wife,"
'.Oh, Albert, / knew you would GOMEZ"
exclaimed the poor wife, blindly reaching her
hands to clasp her husband.
Of course there was joy in the old ranch
when Col. Pelton got back with his wife.
The Apaches had carried the woman away
with them. The poisoned arrow caused in
fiamation, which finally destroyed her eye
sight.
When l saw the Colonel he was reading a
newspaper to his blind wife, while in her
hand she held a boquet of fragrant cape jessa-
mines, which he had gathered for her. 1t
was a picture of absolute happinesS.-[San
Antonio correspondence Chicago Tribune.