Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1898-04-30
FRosTBURG, Md, SATURDAY, APRIL 80, 1898.

Good enough! Well make things
warm for them"
He had, in fact, "stood off" l3 alone
ON one occasion. On another he had
whipped nine Utes single handed and
miles, so much did his new breechload-
er overmatch their bows and arrows and
inferior guns.
AS our Indians were going north we
were confident they would camp on
Grow creek, and we logged easily after
them. They evidently had no fear of
pursuit, as they were travelling in a
squad and going leisurely. In fa> t. such
isolated outrages as the one they. had
just committed usually went unpunish.
ed in those days, and they probably
thought their crime would not soos.De
discovered, as they had assailed the
Rosamonds on an old trail that was lit
tie used.
At 4 O'Clock that afternoon we We're
cautiously trailing within canyon
which led through the breaks or bluffs
south of Grow creek valley. After we
had ridden for some two hours down the
arroyo, which deepened and became
quite rough as we advanced, Bow Legs
pronounced the trail very fresh. At last
he halted just as he was Oh the turn Of
sharp corner and motioned for us to
gallop up.
AS we joined him he gave a wild yell
and dashed the spurs into his horses
flanks. Following close in his wake, 1
had the valley of Crow creek burst sud-
denly upon my view, and saw that the
Indians had picketed their ponies and
pitched couple of teepees on the banks
of the stream, some 800 yards away.
Straight at their camp we charged.
When l first saw them they were
We dug spurs into our animals and flew
at them like rockets. Each of US carried
revolver and winchester carbine
with 10 shots in it's magazine.
The evident CONSERVATION of the In
dians and their rush for their horses
took all notion of fear out of us. We
went straight for them and began firing
before half of them had cut their ponies
loose and mounted them. Those who
first reached their beasts slashed the
picket ropes, mounted bareback and gal
loped down the creek at their best pace.
Some of the others, however, were too
late, and we were fairly upon half
dozen of them when they had no more
than got to their horses.
1t was not fight, but rout, for the
Indians thought only of escape, and
nine of them succeeded in getting away.
We did not follow them, for our ponies
were worn with travel, and it seemed
better that Mrs. Rosamond should be
taken to her scalped husband as soon as
possible.
She was unframed and had been un-
bound in one of the teepees when our
firing began. Now she came hurrying
toward us. | shall never forget the poor
woman 5 wonder when we told her that
her husband was alive
"Why, l saw Them" And she shud-
dered and put her hands up as if to hide
the horrible memory from her eyes.
eyes, they did," said. but he
will live and be just as we'll as ever"
The expression Of JOY on her face was
beautiful to see.
Besides recovering Rosamond's horses
we captured seven ponies, three spring
field carbines, one winchester and five
good saddles.
After few hours of rest we set out
for the ranch, which we reached about
10 o'clock the next morning. We found
Rosamond in a high fever and danger.
ously i'll. But, thanks to his wife's
nursing, he finally recovered, and for
two years afterward the couple cooked
for us at the ranch, which always seemed
to me most prosaic occupation for peo-
pie who had come through an adventure
so extraordinary as theirs. s.-Youth 8
Companion.