Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1890-12-05
MISS NOBODY OF NOWHERE.

Lordsburg. We give below an extract
in which is given an account Of the
cOrOner's inquest held over the bodies
of Captain and Mrs Willoughby, who
were killed at Mike Commings ranch
on the San Francisco by Nana's band
of Apaches. Pete, Willoughby's ranch
foreman manages to escape, although
bodily wounded and saves Willoughdy's
daughter, little girl, and are dis
covered on the banks Of the Gila box
canyon, by sheriff Garvey Of Silver
City:
"By the the etarnaln cries Garyey,
iii Il amt Peter
Ina moment they are all about the
prostrate cowboy, who is just breath
ing. One of them, local practitioner
from Silver City, who Bas volunteered
to come rs doctor with the party,
makes hurried examination.
wal Doc, what's the chances?"
asks the sheriff anxioGsly.
The young medical man shakes his
head.
"Has he passed in his chips?" queries
the leader.
mot yet-but he's going to-"
mot if ] can help it, young saw
bones" cries Garyey. Put the
divine fluid inside him. Whiskey's
the best antidote for shake pizens,
Tniin bullets, and all other kinds of
disease. Fillhim with whlskcy, bullet
holes and all.r
The qioctor does as he-is told, and
Pete after time partially reyiyes,
though still delirous and incapable of
giving any account Of the affair.
Meantime others OF the band. in
thier homely but kindly Western way,
have attended to the little girls
wants; and comfortad by something
to.eat, Flossie gives them her childish
version Of what had taken place.
adding their experience to the
child's information, they all become
Impressed with the fight that Pete has
made TO save the little girl, and Gar
vey, who is proud CT his Eastern pro-
tegc, remarks, gazing with eyes that
are s,lspiciously moist at the form Of
the young man who is writing in de-
i;rium upon pile Of blankets hastily
thrown on the ground, Pete war the
Er,,ticst tcndcrloot | ever seed. Ifhc
pulls through I'll make Il man Of him,
oven though he comes from Mass'chu-
sits, place whar I'm told they breed
philanthropodists."
"What are they?" asks the young
doctor, with a sneer aon his face at
Garyey's y0cabultTy.
"Philanthropodists, young man. re-
marks GarVcy oracularly, "are cusses
that love Injuns. And, hy the soul of
Sam Houston! when ] think Of ycster-
days diyimcnts, feel like scalplng
every philanthropodist in the coun-
try"
"There's lot of them down at
now, says one Of the party.
Raymond excursioncrs going to
California. heard 'em in theft Pull
man car talking about the outrage Of
sending troops after the poor Apa
ches."
"The diyil, you say"
Yes they were expressing their
ideas on the cruelty of numbering
Injins."
"Murderlng Iniinsm cried Garyey
next thing we'll hear Of assassinsting
Them philanthropodists
are al Lord>durg now"
"Yes; they'll hardly git away from
thar for another day or two-the
tracks been washed out by cloud
bursts ahead of en-"
At this news Mr.. Garyey rolls his
eyes IN meditation, but a moment af-
ter astounds his followefs by giving
tremendous ''Hoopl Ili-Yim
What's struck you, Cap?" says his
lieutenant
'Nothln but an idea,' returns the
sheriff. Then he orders them to take
the bodies to Lordsburg to have them
inquested there.
Some of his followers rather demur
to this, saying chat Commings ranch
is in Arizona, and ltll be against the
law.
"Agin the law?H cries Garvey
True, we found them ar bodies in
Arizona, but 'tain't far to the line, and |
what's to prove they weren't shot in
our territory? Besides, Tn Btecken-
ridge Garyeg, the sheriff OF Grant |
county, New Mexico, and I'm going
to have in, in the town Of Lordsburg, |
In my Jurisdiction, an inquest that will |
make philanthropodists shake in their
boots and be writ about in big type by |
the newspapers"
No one answers Mr.. Garyey, for
there is a very wild look in his steel
grey eyes and p very earnest tone in
his hearty western voice.
Ills orders are obeyed, and Some TAX
ing charge Of Pete and the little girl,
who clings to her erstwhile protector
anu begs not to be taken from dear
NE D.t..