The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1886-10-01

another to flnd yourself in the heart of
q wild country, with two score of paint
ed savages creeping upon you. 1t was
not death alone that Apachos might
inflict but torture and mutilation too
horrible to mention.
1t is doubtful if there exists people
more devoid Of human feeling, moro
cruel and fiendish, than these Apache
Indians. Formerly, in their long
marches across the country, they would
kill the old and intirm when they began
to impede their progress; and on one
occasion, when squaw could carry no
more of her husbands trappings on ac-
count of the pappoose in her arms, the
father took the child from her, and
swinging it about him by the heels
dashed its head against the ground;
then pointing to his luggage, moved on.
While the young men were watching
the approaching Indians, some one sud-
denly remembered that two white
women and an infant were in the house
outside the town, and in the direction
of the savages. They were wholly un-
conscious of impending danger, and
unless warned, would surely fall into
the hands of the Apaches.
But how were they to be informed of
it? AT that distance they could not
heara call, and pistol-shot would not
attract their notice.
The house stood in the level plain,
about mile from the village, and
thousand yards or more from detile
in the rocks through which the ap-
proaching Indians would have to enter
the valley. Already the sayages had
disappeared behind the rocks and stunt
ed shrubbery beyond the pass, and in
few minutes more they would be in the
valley.
While they hesitated, Stonewall
W sprang up, and declaring that
he would see no woman murdered
without making an effort to save her,
threw the ladder over the wall and be-
gan to descend, rifle in hand, for it was
he who had retained his rifle. His
companions called to him to come back,
that it was too late to reach the women
and return before the Indians would be
upon him.
But they might as well have called to
whirlwind. Every spark of chivalry
was aroused in the young man, and had
he known the Apaches would capture
him, it is doubtful if he would have re-
turned then.
In another moment he was upon his
horse, flying across the plain towards
the solitary house As his companions
watched him from the housetop, they
broke into a hearty cheer 1t was truly
a gallant deed. A soldier may charge
the cannon's mouth without tiinching
when two armies are watching, and he
knows his gallantry will be blazoned to
the world; but to dare such fiends as
these, almost alone in the great wilder
ness, for the sake of two unknown
women, was truly heroic.
These women were the wife and
daughter of q man named Dan Dubois.
This man had come from Wheeling.
West Virginia, a number of years be-
fore, and having married q Mexican
woman, settled here upon. the Zuni
river.
Throughout the frontier country Du-
bois had made such name for bravery
and daring that his presence carried
Mexicans than whole regiment of sol
diers. Many marvellous feats are ac-
credited to him, but certain it is that
he could draw his revolver and shoot so
quickly that the eye could not detect
the movement of his hand. He rarely
missed his aim, and fear was unknown
to him.
The Mexican woman whom he mar
ried was of family that for genera
tions had suffered from the Apaches.
Her ancestors as far back as the records
show had been killed by them, and the
natural timidity of the Mexican had
been so intensified in her that the sight
of an Apache was sufficient to throw
her into terror.
Stonewall's companions watched him
till he had ridden scross the interven-
ing plain to Dubois's house; they saw
him spring from his horse and enter
the house, and as yet the Apaches had
not appeared in the pass.
81 found the Mexican woman engag-
in some. household work." said Stone
wall afterwards, while the baby was
drumming on the floor. Her daughter,
handsome girl of sixteen years, was
seated by the door drumming guitar.
"'Run for your livesn l said; the
Apaches are coming'
''Snatching the baby in her arms. the
woman dashed out of the door, never
| pausing for question nor once look
ing back for the girl.
II turned to follow her, for each mo.
ment | was expecting to hear the yells
| of the Indians about the house, but
| glancing back, observed the girl cast
ing. after her mother such look of
scorn as have never seen on any other
| face, and instead of following, she
| quickly took down a rifle from the wall
and fastened q belt of cartridges about
her waist.
'Run! I called to her m Spanish,
thinking she had not understood; the
Apaches are in the pass!
81 will not rum she replied in
Spanish; 1 will fight them here!'
frightened as was, / almost forgot
the danger in admiration for the girl.
| Born of Mexican woman, she was
atire with her Virginia fathers blood.
| A moment before had been thoroughly
scared. but her spirit was contagious,
and now l was heartily ashamed Of my
fears.
II remember now to. have heard oi
this girl at the fort, and that she was 9
fine shot with the rifle.
"I'll remain with yon, l said, for
no man could have left so brave girl
to fight alone. No time was to be lost,
and we quickly barricaded the heavy
door.
| Nothing further was said, but he,
quick, nervous movements showed her
alive for the fray, and do not believe
thought of fear had crossed her mind
''The door securely fastened, We
climbed out upon the top of the house.
which like those of Zuni, was. flat and
had stone parapet for defense. AZ
we came ont above. the leaders of the