Morning journal and courier., 1884-02-26
Juan. A Boy CantiHe.
Tho Adventures Of a Lad who was Car. Tted off by the Chirtcahua Apaches
 From tha nauvar Na-.1

The Adventures Of a Lad who was Car
 rted off by the Chtrtcnhua Apaches.
 From the Denver Nswll
 With J. u. Alden, who returned yesterday from the Mexican border, was youth of IS years named Juan. s'Juan," said MT. Alden, who has large ranch at Alma, ''is a real live character in an Indian romance. Six years ego the Araches raided my herds and carried great number of into the noun tains. As many others had suffered, I easily gathered troop of horss and followed the trail along the Gila. One evening, several days after we had crossed the border, our scouts rode back and notified us that we were almost upon the enemy, so, proceeding very cautiously, we kept on, stealing our way through the dense chapparal, when we sud denly came upon scene calculated to freeze the very blood in our veins.
 ''There in an open space was a small Mex joan settlement, consisting of one large square opening outward. but devoid of any other mode of egress or of obtaining light. The four sides of this structure faced large courty ard on the inside, into which opened the doors and windows of perhaps a score of separate dwellings forming a part of the whole edifce. The roof was of thatch, and when we came into full view this was burn ing. We charged ard killed many of the devils, but others escaped. Dividing our party into two ssctions, one aof whom staid back for q half hour or so to extinguish the fire and make an examination, the rest pushed on after the fugitivss. Several skirmishes were had and the Indians were driven hard but the fragment of then. eventually escaped into the mountain fastnesses, where it was impossible to pursue them further.
 'tI was leading the advance party, and, having a good horse, was some distance ahead of my men, when l. cams upon one of | the ApRches, who was urging his pony to his utmost speed. In front of him, held with | firm grasp, was boy oe perhaps 12 years of age, whose terror was made greater by the | tactics of the Apache, who held him up as 8 l shield te protect hiE1 from the shots of nay Winchester. My horse, however, carried me to his side, whsn I seized the bridls of his pony with one hand; I dealt him blow with the butt of my rife, felling him to the ground. The Mexican boy also fell with him. but picked him up and found that he was uninjursd, but terribly frightened. That boy was Juan, who, after recovering his senses and realizing that he had been saved from g terrible death, ovincsd his gratitude by every means in his power, clasping my knees and calling me in Mexican his 'preaerver' and 'savior.' Finding that the Indians had es- capped us, we retraced our course to the ruins of the village, where we rejoinsd our com rades and canped for the night, a few of the Mexicans who had run away returning to their devastated homes.
 t'EEery member of Juan's family had fall en victim to the fsrocity of the Apaehes, and the next morning when we started on our homeward course he manifested such strong desire to go with me that I yielded, and he accompanied me home. The Indians we had captured we turned over to the Msxi- can authorities. Juan, nov like son to me, has since been member of my household. One of the principal objects of my visit is to place him in 8 geod school, as I intend to educate him as 8 gentleman"