Arizona weekly enterprise., 1890-09-06
AN OLD LAND MARK.
The Life and History of One of Arizona's
 Pioneers.
Phenix Gazette.

Phenix Gazette.
 Probably in no other section of the American union, can be found so many men whose lives and histories are so re- plete with adventure and romance, as in this frontier land Fremont's record as a path finder, his wonderful feats in as cending the Rockies, and planting high on their impregnable summits the starry flag of our country, which sent trIl1 of sentiment through the heart of many an eastern youth and nothing but sighting the shore of the Pacific coast could bring calm to their restless minds.
 Away to the west, to the land where the sun sinks to rest, was their gladsOme refrain. as they started on their perilous journey. 1t Is we'll for us, who are now enjoying the blessings of an advanced civilization and prosperity, to sometimes let our thoughts wander back to the early days of Arizona to the men who battled that white men might find home within its silver ribbed boundaries.
 Modern enterprise with its never fail ing strides, it's energy, push and success, rarely ever pauses its line of march, to note the fading trail of olden days. Yet to those men who pushed their way across the Colorado river, on and on across the deserts, their only guide a lonely cacti, ever alert to the willy savages, much of our prosperity is due Phenix has one of those old sentinels in the person of MT. W. N Osborn, who is a familiar figure in our streets. Mr. Osborn is siyty-eight years old, a native of Tennessee and served two years in the Mexican wars, under Col. Doniphau of the 1st Regt. of Missouri. The life of the old man has been an eventful one, he sailed in the first steamboat that ever ploughed it's way up the Mississippi river sixty years ago, the old boat bearing the name of Phenix. MT. Osborn informs us that he 1 crossed the Colorado into Yuma forty-one years ago.
 Captain Jaeger now a resident Of Yuma ferried him across that time, says the narrator, Captain Moorhead, gallant soldier, was stationed at Yuma, but few ii any people lived in the vicinity The Yuma Indians that year were trouble some, having killed many travellers and soldiers. Captain Moorhead conducted vigorous warfare upon the tribe and soou brought them to subiection.
 A party of Texan explorers under John Glanton, one of the most noted In dian fighters of that period, were am DuSlIt4 hlliCI OIl ullC dcSEIb miles east of Yuma that season and fol several months perfect reign of terror | resulted. Moorhead never rested till ht had whipped the tribe into peace ana 1 auietness. Our old friend was also il | San Francisco during the exciting days of 1850 56, when the YigiIantes held sway these were the days, says the old man | that tested mems nerves,
 From Sar EropoisoO o11r frio,,I i,, 1 ther search of adventure went to Ceutra l America under the famous chieftain Walker; was appointed State Marsha of Nicaragua, which position he retained during Walkers reign, when he once more retraced his st6pa to the west; dur. ing his voyage on the old George Law the vessel went down with 526 passengars l 502 of whom went to the bottom forever | Mr. Osborn was clinging to a hatch covel | for two days tossed about by an angry sea | but a Norwegian bark passing that way picked him up, nearly in dying con ditiOn.
 MT. Osborn has been prospecting an( mining ill Arizona and Utah for 2S years and like all men following this oalIin! 1 has had his days of prosperity and hi seasons of poverty, but to-day he is tn owner of the Osborn Copper Mines twelvt miles from the Vulture, which are sail to be among the most promising prop critics in Arizona, and our old friend i
 liable at any day to become wealthy.
 Like all old miners he is a generous whole souled man, and we sincerely hop that fortune will come to him, as h. travels down life's incline.
 Forty years of frontier life has left it imprint on the face and form, but hi heart is as young and free, as the day h left his Tennessee home away back il the twilight history of this republi0 o | ours.