Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1896-11-29

from the saddle as they reached the
entrance to the canyon, he rapidly I'M
fastened Jacks cartridge belt, threw
his rifle 10 the ground and wound his
lariat with q few quick turns around
the almost unconscious man, fastening
him securely to the saddle.
Jack, dear Old chap, you 60 on.
I'll hold them here.
No, no. Jack struggled feebly, his
tone was agonized. With me, Tori
or-die-tOgether
I've always been the boss and I'm
so still. Ride for Dolores and send
back for me- He threw his arms once
around his friend in a tight embrace.
and with one sharp cut Of the rope
started the horse of like a shot.
waking days afterward in Dolores
from the stupor Of Inconsistencies,
Jack found himself tenderly cared for
by some Of the townspeople who knew
him, but unable even then to explain
what had occurred. Fever set in, and
for several weeks he lowered between
life and death, instantly raving In the
delirum Of Tom, calling for him, be-
seeching him not 90 stay behind.
"The Apachees had been driven back,
but were not completely sUbdued But
as soon as Jack was able to tell his
terrible story a rescuing party was
organized and hurried TO Seven Mile
Canyon with all the speed which was
prudent.
at first no trace of Tom could be
found. Then behind o rock was dis
covered a pile of cartridge shells, and
finally down i'm little gully the skel-
eton of a man lying face downward up
on the ground one end OF o rope tied
about the neck, the other attached to
a stake driven deep into the ground
Alongside was a iaiy like skeleton
fastened by thong of raWhide to the
same stake.
From these mute Witnesses those
familiar with Apachee methods were
able to imagine the awful fate which
had overtaken poor Tom.
This is what must have happened:
Taking cover behind O. rock Tom had
held the Indians ia check as long as
possible by peggiEg away every time
a redskin gave him the opportunity
to make one of his dead shots AS his
ammunition ran low ,hoy gathered
closer about him.
ITO Tom-braye. heroic Tom-that
mattered little; his aim was accom-
plished. Jack was safe on the road 10
Dolores.
"He must have been surprised and
oVerpOWered at the end, for he would
certainly have reserved q last shot for
himself rather than brave Indian tor
ture. Howtncy took him prisoner ono
does not know, but having suffered
such severe loss a- the ranch and in
the canyon it is natural to suppose that
the Apachees were wild with rage.
Nothing could De 700 deyilish a torture
to infict upon Tom.
They tied his hands behind him.
tied his feet, and taking him down into
sandy gully laid him on his face upon
The ground, fastening him by rope
around his neck TO O. stake.
In this part OF Arizona rattlesnakes
are more than numlrOus-they simply
swarm. il was the work Of a moment
to catch q big snake by means OF
loon of cord at the end of pole and 10
tie him by a piece of rawhide through
the tail to the same stake which inn
prisoned Tom.
The snake, thinking itself free, tried
to crawl away, found itself held by
the rawhide. and, savage with anger
struck at the nearest thing-poor
Toms face.
"But-mark the fendishness Of the
torture-the snake could not quite
reach Tom.
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