The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1891-03-11

his imagination could invent to agra
vate the discounted troopers, who
gnashed their several sets of teeth in
rage at the insults of the old heathen.
They were relieved at last by the arrival
of Lieut.. Huyl. who bore in his hand a
new target rife, received only the day
before the scouts started.
This wonderful gun was guaranteed
to carry-I forget, 100 yards with ac-
curacy, and the lieutenant, who was one
of the best fellows in the world in garri-
son, but quite cold hearted and blood
thirsty where Apaches were concerned.
announced that while he was doubtful
of his gun carrying near the Indian.
yet he was going to try. The Apache,
feeling secure against their carbines,
continued his taunts until Huyl, taking
deliberate aim, with sights raised for
], 500 yards, fired. His aim was true,
and the gun all that it was boasted.
The old savage plunged face forward
over the ledge, and crashed down the
rocky mountain side at the very feet of
his slayer.
The attention Of the soldiers was now
directed to the pappoose-the subject of
this sketch. That interesting infant
still calmly occupied the ledge and was
evidently turning the situation over in
his mind. The troopers, with Lieut.
Huyl at their head, slowly and painfully
clambered up the rocks and finally ap-
preached the orphan, who, instead of
squalling as a civilized Christian child
would have done, commenced throwing
stones at his pursuers, hitting Lieut..
Huyl squarely on the nose with a half
pound rock and drawing blood copiously.
He followed this success by other good
throws, causing as nearly panic as pos
sible. At last, by hanldng him, our
Apache was knocked down by blow
from saber and stunned. His capture
was now easy, but the heutenant's or
ders were to return no prisoners
''What shall we do with the little
devilT' asked one of the men. 'sShoot
him or throw him over the cliff after his
father The ''little devil" had re-
gained consciousness by this time, and
deliberately set his teeth into the calf of
the soldiers leg. Lieut.. Huyl wiped his
bloody nose and replied: ga baby who
fights this way ought not to be killed in
cold blood. By George, I'll take him
back to San Carlos if it costs me my
commission!"
A gag was put into the young ones
mouth to prevent any more biting, and
with soldier holding each hand he was
landed on the plain below. There he
was placed ON horseback, lariat tied to
one foot, passed under the horse and tied
to the other, and thus the troopers re-
turned to the reservation.
Lieut.. Huyl was great favorite with
Gen. Crook, but he had disobeyed or
ders and confidently expected to be put
under arrest. But the general had al
ready heard something of the stone
throwing affair, and had enjoyed a
hearty laugh over Huyls broken nose
When the lieutenant in making his re-
port reached the point where Wahnemo
was killed the general interrupted with,
by the way, think you had better not
let me know officially any more of this
Then glancing at the swollen nose he
burst into a roar of laughter, in which
all the other officers Joined.
The young Indian was confined in the
armory until his first fright was over
come. The soldiers of Company A
named him Dick Huyl, and fitting him
heutenants' old clothes regularly adopted
him into the service.
In less than month the small recruit
learned to express himself tolerably in
English, and in very short time had
accumulated all the accomplishments of
tobacco chewing and profanity possessed
by the soldiers. He also picked up a
wonderful knowledge of bugle calls and
evolutions, always turning out at roll
calls and taking his place at the extreme
left of the company when in line.
+ When I first knew him he had been
under the refining influences of the
United States service two years. If that
Indian had improved in that time am
very glad did not know him before.
He was not beautiful according to classic
standards.
The Apaches fiatten the heads of their
babies between boards, and this, as much
as anything else, served to render Dick
unattractive to us children. Then he
had such a prediction for carrying
snakes in his pocket. The soldiers
spoiled him, of course, and upheld him
in every villainy he chose to perpetrate.
When he shot the mules IN an ambu.
lance filed with women and children,
causing runaway and smashup, one
soldier thraseed him with barrel stave
and a dozen more gave him five cent
pieces to comfort him. They alternate
ly pounded and petted, but it was al
one to him. He seldom laughed and
never cried; he was an Apache
l said he never cried. will note al
exception. Every Saturday afternoon
the men took him out behind the quar-
ters and gave him a bath. This process
was very simple. They stripped off hii
clothing and turned the hose ON him
On these occasions the shrieks of the lit
tie savage could be heard all over the
post.
1 have not seen Dick since was .
years old, but like to think that hs