The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1895-12-04

Mrs. Cullen gave little shivor and
drew closer to her soldier husbands
side, but said no word. She knew that
what he conceived to be the soldiers
duty would rule.
"Then you and Randall will go with
Cap. Thorp to mothers, he gently said,
after moments thought, ''and l will
take the boat"
But when the Meritana sailed that
night the majors family went with
him. Mrs. Cullen calmly announced
her intention of going back to Arizona
with her husband, and accepting the
warmly proffered hospitality Of the
generals wife until their new quarters
should be in readiness. The mail buck
board went on across the California
desert within an hour Of the Maritana's
arrival, and while Mrs. Cullen was
cordially welcomed by the little colony
of army wives and mothers at Whining
ton, her husband and her only son
hurried on to overtake the chief. 1t
was with infinite misgivings that she
let Randall go, but the boy pleaded
with all his heart and soul, and the
father decided. II promised him that
he should cross the desert with me-" he
said, instead of going round by sea,
as he has, both ways thus far, and he
will be as safe at Prescott or Camp
Sandy or Retribution as he is herc-and
Mrs. C.'s house is crowded now. he is
wild to meet Leon again, and the two
boys can remain together at the post
while I'm in the field. I'm only afraid
the fun will be all over before we get
there"
And so it was settled.
Many time before the boy had been
his fathers companion in mountain
hunt or scout, but never when the
Apaches were swarming as at this mo-
ment. 1--WE shall find none of them
east of Date creek" said Cullen, land
east of there our escort will be too for
1nidable for them to jump. Have no
fear for him." But what mother could
Danish fear for the safety of her only
boy? No one saw her parting with the
brave, eager, blue-eyed little fellow.
Devotedly though he loved her, he was
soldier all over, like his father, and
eager to act the soldiers part-eager to
go with him to the seat of war, over
mountain pass and desert and treach-
erous stream bed, regretting, if any
thing, that there was no likelihood of
encountering Indians on the way.
Her heart was wrung-yet like many
another army mother Of the old army
days, she simply had to face the in
evitable. She was to follow with
in the fortnight with the generals
wife and their party Of ladies, children
and servants by steamer around Old
California and up the gulf to the Colo
RADIO. By the time they reached Fort
Yuma the outbreak would probably be
all over and the Indians back in their
mountain homes-the troops in qarri-
son. 1t was one of those temporary
separations mothers elsewhere mar
veled at and declared impossible, but
that army mothers wept over, yet
bowed to. Night and day for forty.
eight hours while she prayed for them
within sound of the Pacific surges,
father and son whirled rapidly east
ward, across the turpid Colorado, rest
ing only an hour at Ehrenbcrg where
they changed blackboard, mules and
driver, then on again by starlight
| gradually rising from billow to billov
Of the long leagues Of desolation to the
wild and picturesque scenery of the
Sierras, then through resinous forests
of pine, through rocky canyon and
winding gorge, until they were landed
stiff and sore, dusty, hungry ant
thirsty, among the log huts of the littlt
garrison at old Fort Whipple, catching
the department commander just twC