The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-02-15
CAPTIVE Apacnes.

at chihuahua, Mex. before there came
the sqnaws who had been taken. The
minute these bare.healed, dirty, home,
ly, hard.faced women were seen, the
cheering and the excitement increased,
while the boys in the street pressed
hard against the guards and tried tt
strike at the wives Of those who had
killed and tortured their parents, broth.
ers and sisters. Some of the prisoner:
held their nursing babes in their arm.
and needed only them. The bicses,
~nurselings, held as lovingly by their wiid
mothers as ever the women of civil
ization hold their young in times of dan
ger. cried with fear, and even the food
their mothers offered them so plteously
did not serve to comfort them. 1t was
enough to make the heart ache TO see
these ignorant mothers, hated and struck
at because born N a wilderness, and
wives of sayages, press their children to
their breasts and hold them away from
the cruel hands oG.stretched to strike.
And yet 81 hated is an Apache that
every wal! was hailed with joy by the
friends of the yictors. l saw not one
face among all the mothers there that
bad pity written on it. Women held
their children up to see the ragged
sguaws and laughed at the unhappy
wives and cursed them. Chihuahua for
go. lis Sunday and the people forgot
their religion The spectacle was as bar
harous as that which must have been the
accom- paniment of CeSars eR,rv INFO
Rome, with the bleeding captives firm
Gaal following his victorious chariot.
Did any of tho, e who looked upon these
poor women, who were doomed to live
hereafter in dreary prisons far away and
who marched now within nearing of the
bells which only a few hours ago had
called the people to mass, stop t o thi~k
what their religion taught, or did the
ciamor Of the Spanish brass up there in
the graceful towers only serve to drown
their reason and inflame their hate?
The cathedral stood near by, the air was
soft and beautiful, and still not one
mothers heart apparently pitied or
prayed for the unfortunate who marched
to a living death with the scalDs Of their
husbands swinging before the IL.
The spectacle was barbarous and in
human, and taught once more that vic.
tory knows no pity and unchecked
hatred rules the day in times OF war.
Later on, WI en- the procession had
reached the plaza, the Mayor meets the
ranchmen and welcomes them to the
city and co~ngratula.es them on their
victory. At the end of this speech the
band plays a march again; the bells are
RING louder than ever, the dust is raised
in perfect clouds. and after circling once
around the square the pageant passes
out of sight UP the street. An hour
later, when toe city was enjoying it's
Sunday evening quiet, l met the Consul
of the United States and asked h,m what
became of the captured women.
They are confined in the tort at Vera
Cruz for life" he said.
and the children"
They are given to whoever wants
them, and are brought up as Sc, rants"
Slaves, then, YOU mean?" / said.
Hardly that. They viii be pa d wages
when they earn them, and sYA lives
will be better for them, far better, than
i'rtley bad never been captured"
THE scalps-what is done With them"
I asked.
THE scalps? Why, the government
buy 8 them. Every one brings $500.
The Apache have long been the sceurga
of Northern Mexico
Lister still and | heard the bells calling
for prayers. Entering the dim'y-ligh,ed
church, where patches OF yellow light
fell upon the bare floor of the place, |
saw the Bonded forms ofthose who we're
lisping their prayers, and l wondered if
they, so quiet no. and SO 1evout, could
be the Same whom l had seen so short
a time ago shouting with delight at the
sight of a few bloody scalps and a dozen
footsore women, who had never seen a
church nor had been allowed to worship
ANYTHING but a crying baby.-Corres-
pondence San Francisco Chronicle.