The Flagstaff sun-democrat., 1897-11-11

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 ..He was mounted on rising ground. He had been watching US, hut when detected he wheeled to run for cover.
 "rhree Winchesters spoke at once.
 .'By no prearrangement our guns had clicked within \ fraction of second. The Indian fell back in his saddle, but his foot caught in the slirrup. The horse dartrd down the mountain. dragging the corpse with him.
 I've scrambled over the rocks where he fell. picked up his knife and rifle and followed to where the horse and rider had gone down the moun- tain side. Half way down the hill lay the Indian, while the frightened horse plunged on ipto the valley.
 "We made our way back to our horses cautiously, for we knew the red devils were not far off. We were not mistaken. for in moment we saw gun barrels gleaming across the rocks above and on all sides of us.
 ..We scrambled to cover in a hot peppering from their Winchesters. Robinson and got behind adjoining rocks and Bridger found safety bit above us.
 ..Then followed three hours siege and waste of ammunition. Every time anything bobbed up above a r,ck a rife cracked. lighted my pipe, and the smoke as it curled up- ward was shot through by the red skins. :.
 '.Despite our watchfulness, they kept crawling closer and closer. Our greatest danger lay from those who were upon the hills above us.
 1.-The first intimation that the end was near came with bullet that whisked the pipe from between my teeth. I crouched back to the ground.
 ..Robinson. who had been chatting gally all the morning. grew grave and silent. He never took his eyes from the rocks above.
 .'There was another shot. Bfidger, who had been whistling softly. stopped suddenly. He did not answer our cry.
 ..Robinson struck his hat on his gum. and held it above the rock. It was riddleG by bullets from three sides. He shifted his position. lean ing back against the rock and facing me.
 "Right overhead it seemed rifle cracked, saw the ball plow through Robinson's nose and come out behind his ear.
 "He put his hand to his face and rolled over dead.
 Fl knew I had to move or follow suit. so I crawled out on my stomach to Jack Bridger's shelter.
 He was sitting with his gun resting between his legs. His head was back against a rock, and there was smile upon his face. Over h's left eye there was black hole and drop of blood. lifted his head and saw where the blood and brains had o'zcd out behind In the bullets wake.
 II wasn'L in comfortable fix, one mau against eleven. There was noth- ing for me but to get through the ring aud make dash through the rocks for life.
 Fl knew the Indians were poor shots aud trusted to rattling them If they bad to shoot quick. Fl took long breath and made my run. My hair was loug then. and l lost good bit of it. One bullet stung my ear as it wbizzed by. Il had to run fully eighty yards before got out of their range. They were afraid to jump and follow, not realizing at first that my companions were dead.
 ..when they followed me it was too late. for l struck water course and made my way up the mopntaip side to get into Halls place. where l arrived more dead than alive kte at night,
 Hall left me alone in the place and drove over to John Slangbter's Sau Bernadino rancl, and rounded np . squad of cowboys.
 "Next day we went out and got the