The Clifton clarion., 1885-11-18
------------- INDIAN MASSACRE.

INDIAN MASSACRE.
 The first word of the late Indian
 outrages near Deming was brought
 by a soldier who, with a Navajo,
 was stationed as a patrol in that
 vicinity. The Navajo was killed,
 and-the soldier. having lost horse
 and arms, could scarcely crawl
 back to the Missouri ranch and
 give the alarm. The herders had
 started to warn the Yater and Shy
 families, when they saw the houses
 in flames. -Hastening to Deming
 at full speed, the alarm was given
 and parties of soldiers under Col.
 Blake and citizens under Captain
 Laird set ont in hot haste. They
 had not gone far before they found
 Mrs. Shy nearly exhausted with
 fatigue and terror. Refusing the
 use of a buggy which she wished to be saved for her boy who she feared was wounded, she mounted a horse and rode back to town. Proceeding little farther, the party came to blackboard wagon standing across the road, and on each side of it lay the dead bodies of Mir. and Mrs. Yater. Mir. Yater was lying upon his face just as he had fallen from the blackboard, with three wounds, two through the body and one pistol shot wound in the head at the base of the left ear. What Mrs. Yater suffered may be imagined, but will never be told. As no gun-shot wounds appear upon the body, it is probable the Indians sought to take her alive, but the of the ground for thirty feet about the blackboard showed she had fought and strug- gled until the baff1ed devils became enraged and crushed her skull with their guns. The body was completely stripped of clothing, excepting a corset The skull upon the right side was crushed in and shattered, but excepting bruised place on the right side, there were no evidences of further brutality. The bodies were placed upon the blackboard and sent with a detail of citizens to town, and the balance of the party hurried on.
 The citizens reached the vicinity of the ranch houses in two detach- ments some time after dark. The first coming in sight of the still smoldering ruins dismounted, and a few crawled up cautiously watch ing for Indians and searching for Shy and his child. Soon the other arrived. and Tn signal ing each other gave evidence of their presence to Mir Shy, who was concealed in the rocks high up on the side of the mountain safe and unharmed.
 MT. Shy's story as told In the Deming Tribune is dramatic in the extreme: Tt was about l o'clock in the afternoon, and MT. John T. Shy. his wife and 11-year old son had just seated themselves at the dinner table, when Mir. Shy's attention was attracted by noise outside of the house as though something had struck an empty box or can, and turning his eyes to the window he beheld an Indian with his gun leveled ready for shooting and right at the win dow. Mir. Shy yelled ''Indlansl Indians~ and dropping from his chair crawled across the room for his Winchester, turned to the win dow and fired, the Indian firing at the same time, so that the two shots sounded almost together. Immediately the shots began to crash through the blanks of the house on all sides, the Indians firing at random, not daring to take chances before the windows of the house long enough to take aim, as Shy was watching all the windows at once, and sending a bullet at every dusky form that came Tn sight. The firing lasted probably fifteen or twenty minutes, and then suddenly ceased, and a voice on the outside, Tn good En glish, said: "Come out, John; we DO hurt you; we good Indians; we scouts" Mir. Shy made no reply. 1 The Indians setting fire to the | house, he was forced to run for