Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1894-04-02
A BRAGGART IN LOVE.

The women had gone to the drawing
room, and we had finished first cigars
when the conversation struck on matri-
mony. We were all married men, cx-
planning how it happened. The other
guests had told in turn their little story
in tho free confidence one easily feels att
the end of a perfect dinner. | had re-
lated my romance, and we now turned
to our host.
Marlin. how did you win your wife,
It's long story-began on hunting
pass in the Arizona desert, crossed the
water and ended in Colorado. Light
fresh cigars. No, I'll take Mexican.
Butler, bring the chartrense green for
me, if you please. -
| think it was the summer of 1886.
Geronimo was not yet taken, and We
had been chasing in our turn until, for
lack of backs and feet, our horses were
tagging in the race, and we were set to
watch water holes in the San Simon, SO
polluted with alkali and arsenic a SEN
sible savage would have Stunned it, as
my dyspepsia. which dates from that
campaign, tells mo l failed to do
Somehow the Geronimo campaign
reminded me of fox chase-the Indian
scout; keeping their noses close to the
scent, like dogs. too slow to force the
bush into the open. while the various
troops, like hunters in different wind,
held and lost the place which promised
first at the finish. If you know Arizona
at all, you will recall how sharp and
rocky are tho crests of the divides. Be
ing lines of most resistance in this land
of deep erosion, they retain tho sharp.
jagged profile often seen in the snow
ice of mountain drifts as it disappears
in early summer. Below these scoops
lie colony of rounded foothills reced-
ing and growing less until they end in
broken bOwlder mesa, which, with
numerous arroyos, fades into the soft,
level adobe plain and blends as unsus-
pected as the canvas walls of a CYCLIC
rama Join the rocks and logs in the pit
below you.
The Indians preferred these sharp
crests, which were for them both watch
towers and impregnable bastiOns. Oc-
casionally they would strike across the
valley, kill a rancher and steal fresh
ponies, and some troop would cut in
and crowd them in the open till they
took the next divide and met some bar
rier that baked the pursuers and forced
on them IL detour, while some other
troop, through accident of locality,
would tack and take the chosen place
on the trail, giving for few days its
dust to the other pursuing columns. 1t
was a weary stern chase, performed I'M
L. g II III
thirsty land of heat intolerable. And it
was best expressed by our lieutenant,
who on being informed by certain
captain of "Nubian Horse" that he was
after Geronimo replied, Yes, captain,
a long way after" 1t was like cutting
cards for an ace or calling the turn ut
roulette or faro to tell which one of
some 25 troops would be in at the death.
We had had our little squirt, had
brushed them off the divide and for
three days led in the open across the
valley to the Sierra Madre. where fresh
er horsefesh cut in from our right and
took from us the place of honor and left
us, foot sore and back sore and winded,
at the base of the mountains, where we
were ordered Il days march back into
the valley near the border to guard wa
ter holes of the San Simon in the 'sullen
month of August. The nights were get
ting bearable, but the day heat still held
on with the stubborn insistance of
southern summer. Our camp was not
happy-the water was bad, our shelter
halves, but little thicker than cheese
cloth, proved leaky sunshades, and we
REINFORCED them with our saddle
blankets. We had no amusement except
to growl, wish we were in the chase
and wonder whose blooming intellect
had squatted us down upon ella mon
sters and sand flies to watch water SO
foul neither soil nor sun would drink it.
The local sports of the cantonment
were disguised. A week before they
were giving odds, 10 to 3, on us in
the race and now used pool checks to
light cigarettes from the candles about
the cook fire. There was not drop OF
anything in camp. The tobacco was
running low. The only pack of cards
was monte layout" our packer had
scraped from horse hide with piece of
broken glass.
Something was going to happen, for
the strain was telling on mems nerves.
The weather was too hot for camp idle
less, and we were near the line
WAS first sergeant of L troop then, and
ext to coward or a thief l think l
joathed deserter. We were near the
poroer or Mexico where one must not
cross, but where smuggling is permit
ted and vice posi- BILE.
The men were getting irritable-I
lypoxxr bn on tho tnncinY, TnoNh-
ing swapping point. l had been think
ing of it all day. That evening John
Leighton and l were working under the
orderly fly at the records were post
ing Vaugn and Murray's finals in
the clothing and descriptive books.
Vaugn was a corporal and Murray our
blacksmith, who had been killed the
week before on the day we pushed the
Apaches off the divide. We were crowd
ing them too closely in the lower pass,
when few bucks slipped off into the
canyon and nipped our pack train in
rear. We had to quit pressing in front
to save our train. 1t was clever bit
of work, and five bucks did it, killing
two men for us. losing rs our game
Just as we wero bagging it.
Leighton was company clerk, tai
ented, handsome fellow-had served
out in India. He had cheering fresh
ness apd facility of expression and spoke
with the quick, falling infection and
directness of the English in speech one
so quickly learns to love. He was me-
chemically ruling double red ink lines
in book where a life's account of sew
ices had been credited and closed, much
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