The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1893-08-26
The BOG NEVER FoReErs.
curious Result OF an Adventure with ths
Apachcs in New Mexico.

Apachcs in New Mexico.
The pets on Harry Delgar's ranch al
Joseph, N. NJ, have been few in mum.
ber, but of rare quality. There is only
one here now, an aged little black
dog, who is so fat he does not care to
romp with the children except during
cool evenings and so old that his hair,
that was once black, is now turning
gray. This dog is remarkable in only
one respect. When he wants drink,
or when water or milk is placed fo1
him to drink, he goes to 1t with a paos
so slow that it takes him from fifteen
to thirty minutes to travel across
common country kitchen. When he
sees the water he turns toward it, and
then, with a deliberation that is aston
ishing to n stranger and very pitiful to
one who knows the story, lifts one foot
carefully in air, and after a look
around, as slowly and carefully puts IL
down a slight distance in advance.
Then another foot is put forward in
little fellow throughout his journey
being that of hunted beast in abject
terror of it's life.
Something like ten years ago when
Victoria and his savage band were
raiding the white settlers in southern
New Mexico, this dog was n frisky
youngster, the property of George
Doyle, prospector who was develop
ing a prospect near the mining camp OF
Cooney. While Doyle labored on his
claim that was up in a gulch some lit
tie distance from the camp, Victoria
surrounded the camp, stretching line
of pickets between Doyle's claim aud
the settlement. Victoria did not know
that Doyle was up the gulch, and that
was lucky circumstance for Doyle,
Neither did Doyle know of Victoria'a
presence for some time, but along to.
ward night he learned that trouble had
come by hearing shots fred in the
fighting.
When Doyle learned the true state
of affairs his food was gone and hi.
water canteen was empty. In all di
rections save one desert land stretched
away for ma ny miles, and it was dei
ert with which Doyle was unfamiliar.
The one direction in which food and
water could be found was along the
| short trail that led down into the
small but well-watered valley where
Cooney lay, but where, too, Victoris
and host of savages had surrounded
the whites.
Crouching in his prospect ,hole with
his dog beside him, Doyle considered
the matter until darkness came, and
then determined to try to work his way
through the Indian pickets into Cooney,
where his friends were. Fortune ia.
vored him and when daylight came he
found himself in a thick clump of will
lows few rods from the creek and
fairly safe from observation. He would,
indeed, have felt secure but for the dog.
1t was a lively, restless beast, and
Doyle was in constant terror lest ita
movements or an unexpected yelp be-
tray him. He was at the point of cut
ting its throat on several occasions
during the day, but refrained from a
feeling he should show the beast the
mercy he could not obtain should he
fall into the hands of the savages.
Meantime, the man as well as the
dog had suffered terribly from thirst
for it is an arid as we'll as hot region.
but Doyle scarce dared move even hi.
J hands while daylight lasted. And then
just as evening was coming on, two big
Apache boys chased a deer so close to
that clump Of willows that Doyle coult
see them between him and the stream
while their yells seemed to ring in the
air long after they were gone and all
such sounds had ceased. The scare
Doyle got by their advent was so grea
that in spite of his torment he lay still
all that night with his dog beside him
just how he got through the next
day with its heat and thirst Doyle does
not know. Nor can he explain how i
happened that the dog remained quictl,
by his side. He guesses, however, tina
he was delirious most of the day, ant
that the dog stayed with him becaus,
1t was its nature to stay with friend
in trouble. But when night came ant
its GOODNESS had somewhat revived him
Doyle could endure the thirst M
longer. 1t was better to get one goot
drink, he thought, and then risl
torture at the hands of the Apaches
than to die of the torture he then suf
fered. Thereupon, when the star.
showed that midnight had passed
Doyle and the dog started for the
stream whose ripping had for more
than two days sounded in their ears a.
the music of heaven might sound tc
souls in perdition.
With the utmost deliberation and
care, Doyle, on his hands and knees,
raised hand, looked cautiously
around, and eventually put it down
little way in advance. Then his Other
hand was put forward, after which
one knee was as slowly brought up
In his mouth he carried his knife t.
stab the dog to death did it make al
incautious movement, but the faithful
animal, keeping always at his side, ad
vanced paw only as Doyle moved
forward limb, looking around the
while with the same anxiety that was
manifested in his master.
Doyle says that through caution he
took more than an hour to cover two
or three rods, but at last he dipped his
face in stream and found relief.
With his thirst satisfied, Doyle re
gained his nerve, and by bold move
ments just before daybreak succeeded
in reach ing his friends. Victoria wa,
eventually driven away, and Cooney
prospered, as did Doyle. The adven
ture in the mind of the man became