The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-09-12

i Few women and children into Pat HiE-
gins biz adobe bouse. where they could
] be- wen cared for while the men prepared
{ for siege. Ia due timc The indians came.
f Toe tourist iu this rcglon now hears the
. stage driver say such things as THESE
/ This is the Apache canon When the
/ Apaches came oIt here on that raid was
/ telling YOU about. they caught eleven
/ NeXicaus right over ON shat knoll trying
/ 70 get 10 shelter in yon 'dobe house. Ihey
/ killed them all
See that little fence over there
I That's around the graves Of a couple OF
men killed by the Apaches.'
it was q merciless band, and the little
/ party at Pat Higgins place knew IT, but
! they We're well protected and had very
little IL any. fear. Indeed, they were 50
well situated that the ApaChes would not
make an open attack, but contented them
selves with hiding behind blocks Of lava,
hoping 10 pick OF a careless or venture
some man or some belated individual com
ing for shelter.
While thus besieged the cowboys fire.
quently saw tie Apachcs walking about
out of rife range and now and then gather
in Knots TO discuss the situation. II was
aggravatinC 10 see the enemy so plainly
and yet not be able to down any Of them,
and when on the second afternoon big
Apache buck sat down in the shade of
pinon and coolly began smoking pipe,
Sweid said that the buck should have a
scare, II no more, although full three
fOUrtES of a mile away.
Now, Sweid had one of those long Rem
imgJOn rifles that were so popular among
target shooters some years ago, and, ad-
iusting his sight to the range, he told the
boys to watch the effect of a sighting
shot at a tiny black spot, presumably a
block of lava, beside bush in little
draw some fifteen or eighteen rods to the
right Of the Indian and in depression out
Of the Indians view. Then Sweid pulled
the trigger and a little cloud of dust and
a slight movement of the black spot show
ed that the range was exactly calculated
and the accuracy of the marksman mar
yeleous.
Showing in another cartridge, Sweid
turned his aim at the Indian in the shade
of the pinon, and at the shot the bucks
legs flew out into the air and over he
tumbled dead enough
A few minutes later the blast of a
bugle was heard away up the trail The
soldiers were coming. 1t makes the cow
bows grow profane when they tell how
the soldiers always went tearing across
the country with bugles blowing TO
warn the ApaChes 10 keep in out Of the
wet" that danger was at hand. But the
bUgle blast was welcomed by the people
in Pat Higgins place, even though the
ApacheS dld escape, Tor they were all
able to 20 home again. But before start
ing away several OF the men rode over to
the further side of the creek to take a
look at the Indian whom Sweid had
killed. They found MIN on his back with
his legs and arms drawn up in a way that
showed ne had died in much pain and
then they went over, out Of curiosity, TO
see where the sighting shot struck. Ben
Sexton was in the lead, and astonished
the rest by beginning to yell as soon as he
got into the draw.
There's a shirt under that bush
reckon it's yours, he said to Sweid, not
believing what he said.
you bet, said Sweid as he came up,
land the thief's in it that stole it, too"
And that was true. Well buried under
the sand behind a small bush and a block
of lava, after the manner of Apache
scouts, was the body of another Indian.
Sweid's sighting SHOT had really missed
the rock he aimed at but had hit the I'M
seen head of the Indian close beside, and
The brief death struggle that followed had
made the movement and raised the dust
that the watchers had seen. They bur-
led the bodies, but first stripped off
Sweid's stolen shirt to keep as reminder
of one of the curious incidents of from
tier war.