The Clifton clarion., 1886-07-14
With Crawford in 1fexIcO.

AuOW Iudt we were III d lOrelSn
 country, and that a not over friend
 ly one, with small force, in the
 company Of such utterly irrespon-
 sible beings; moreover, some of
 our savage allies had been raiding
 in this very country only a short
 tune before; and might be tempt
 ed to try it agiiin.
 Our march the next day led
 down valley by the side of a
 stream grown up with immense
 canebrakes, and abont ten o'clock
 in the morning we came out of the
 valley in front of Babispe, which our Apache friends were so anx-
 ious to avoid the day before. Ba-
 bisbe is a little Mexican town,
 built in the usual Mexican style,
 with a plaza in the centre, in which Is a church of apparently consid- erable antiquity. The town is sit tiated on the river of the same naihe, which here runs nearly due north along the western base of the Sierra Madre. It Is clear running mountain stream, and | there is considerable land under cultivation in the vicinity of the towns in the valley.
 We observed that all over th1s country there seems to be no at tempt to occupy ranches at any distance from towns; although tEe abandoned ranches all over the country indicate that at one time it was net so; and that insecurity of life and property at any dis tance from town has caused thls state of affairs. The Apaches have made their homes in tho Sierra Madre, and literally devastated the surrounding country.
 The Mexicans in the towns we passed recognized Captain Chatto, and asked after Captain Geroni- mo, not yet knowing that that noble chieftaln was among them with blood in his eye. Our infor nation on that subject created a visible coolness toward Capta1n Chatto and his followers. That brave, and in fact the majority of our braves, were very tired indeed, between Mexican whiskey inside and the Mexican sunshine outside. so we camped on the rlver opposite the town of Baseraca, village much resembling Babispe. The male inhabitants of these towns seemed to be largely in the minor ity, and we were unable to account for it until told that the majority of them had gone off to the Yaquis war, then going on.
 We kept travelling south until we reached the Tesero Babi Creek, where General Crook camped in 1883 before going into the Sierra Madre; and the Indians pointed out to us the dim outlines of a mountain far to the southwest, where they said the hostiles were to rendezvous. The Indians call ed it the ''Klee, " or Horse" noun tain, but we afterwards learned the MeXicans called 1t the Sierra de | Teres.
 Our march from here led over the toughest country that 1 have ! ever seen; although the Mexicans called the trail the Camino real, | and it was used as a highway be- tween towns, it was all but imprac- ticable for animals. We walked ! and led our half starved horses, for since leaving the eastern slope of the Sierra Madre, grass was but scarce and poor, and they had nothing else to live on.
 Down into interminable canyons, thousands of feet, under the brOil- ing sun, only to ind, wien we got to the bottom, we had to climb up another just as bad. The canyons seemed to be the bottom of some immense craters in some places, and had it been cool enough to ap- preciate the beauties of nature, I do not doubt we should have ad- mired the grand views that often burst upon us; but it was too hot for anything but rest, and we could not take rest then.
 The Indians had been making medicine" and singing their medicine songs every night since we started. After they had had supper, and had all smoked their cigarettes, they would start in to sing monotonous chant, in which all joined; and they would koep it up till the small hours, no matter how hard the days march had been. We were all lying ,bOut in O11r hIapL,a+S ono piorl,+