The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1893-11-11
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F ..Esc:H-laoslEs FROM cERoNlMo.s
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= HEoWs a5sGreaserys Owed His Life to a
Wretched Old Misunderstanding Muslxet
81 "A White Woman Went BACK to Save
81 Aer Chickens and Narrowly Escaped.

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OF a. shock to the mind of an Eastern
man when he hears the stories told
BY NewsMexican cow boys and sheep
herders about the Apaches. One
reads Indian stories in the East, but
they areEstories afar off, or of people
who Lived long ago. Here the story
is told By the side of a fresh grave,
So to speak, and s'So-and-So, who
lives right over there" was one of
the principal characters.
i While driving down the valley of
fIulerosa creek, Blunt Armstrong,
the stage driver, said, pointing to
the steepsside of a hat-topped noun
tain on the right:
During, the last raid of the
Apaches akband of them came across
the top OF the mountain on their
way to destroy the improvements
be ow here. It happened that a
couple OF Mexicans were herding q
flock of sheep right up there that
day. and neither herders nor Indians
knew of the approach of the other.
Well, as the Indians came 10 the brow
OF that little precipice they saw the
herders and popped over the nigh
one at the first shot. The other one
started to run, and the Indians, a
dozen strong, clamb bered down the
bluff and took after him, and made
three jumps to his two. AS soon as
they began to get close in, say with
IN twenty rods or so, the Mexican
turned round and tried to shoot at
them with an .old-fashioned, muzzle-
loading nusket he had carried to
shoot coyotes and panthers. But
something was wrong with the
blamed thing, and it wouldn't go off.
#S''That made the Apaches laugh,
and with much noise they determined
to. take him alive and torture him.
But the Mexican was game, and kept
running and working away with his
old musket until at last bang she
went and over went the war chief of
the band with a bullet in his head.
As luck would have it, the, chief had
stopped chasing the Mexican-the
capture of a single fugitive was too
small a gamesfor him.. maybe. and
he rest were ahead 81 ni1n-and SO So.
although he was hit by chance, the
Indians concluded that all the mo-
tions and monkeyshines the Mexican
had been making with the gun were
but preliminary to the magical de-
struction of their chief With many
cries and exclamations they at once
stopped the chase, and with the body
of their dead chief made hc;ste to
leave the valley.
"As this incident was enlivening
the upper part of the valley another
party of Apaches was hurrying down
Apache canyon on their way to the
Tulerosa" The white people had
good warning of their coming, and
all escaped, though eleven Mexicans
were caught in one bunch and shot
down. One white woman with her
husband had a close call, however,
owing to her regard for her chickens.
She had recently come from the
East, and was so much of a tender
foot as not to understand the re al
danger.
1.-The Indians were reported to be
in place that seemed to her to be q
long way off. On hearing the report
she, with her husband, started for
the rendezvous of Pat Higgins ranch,
but when we'll on her way she
thought Of her chickens that, had
been left at home. Nothing would
do but to return and get them: Tho
husband said the danger was rapidly
increasing, but she was determined
the Apaches should not have the
chickens, and back the couple drove
and got them. Then they drove up
the trail again.
They had just passed the mouth
of Apache canyon when Gcronimo's
band came out and started in chase.
1t was about three miles from the
canyon to the Higgins ranch. The
ranchman heard them coming. but
he had a farm wagon and less than q
mile the start. OF all the scenes in
the Tulerosa valley few were ever
more thrilling than that, when
turn in the road revealed to the poo
pie at the Higgins ranch the ranch
man leaning out over the front of
his wagon plying a blacksnake whip
to the galloping team while the
wagon leaped and swayed from side
to side, a long cloud of dust rolled
smoking into the air, and scattered
gang of ill-favored savages came gal
Looping behind, shooting their rifles
and gaining at every jump. It was u
hard race, but the ranchman won, his
foolish wife lying in a dead faint in
the bottom of the wagon box beside
the coop OF chickens" ~*~ i. &.G..,
e A grave is pointed out as that of
an unknown white man, says the
New York Sun. After the raid was
over q skeleton was found across a
big red aunt hill. A man had been
captured and then, by means of
stakes and cords. bound alive across
the home of q colony of red ants.
There he lay helpless while the ants
by slow degree stripped away his
living flesh. E .s ...z