The herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1893-1900, 1898-07-21

ly a leader, he goes first, and the more
difficult or desperate the undertaking the
faster he goes. Upon the gray granite slab
which covers the moldering bones Of q
Confederate officer who sleeps on the mag
nolia' petaled uplands Of Louisiana is an
inscriptions: He never told his men to go
on" That will do for Lawton when he
dies.
He is 6 feet inches high. He weighs 210
pounds, and nearly every ounce Of It Is
bone and blood and tendon and muscle.
He is IS years old and as springy as a
youth. His capacity to go without food,
drink or sleep is seemingly unlimited.
.Macumaxahn," the Zulus called Quater-
main-"the one who has his eyes open"
Macumazahn Lawton will keep them open
for a week at a stretch. when necessary.
and then, walk, talk. eat, drink or fight
dozen men to a standstill' He has lived a
life Of peril and hardship. His only rule Of
hygiene is tub in the morning. He has
taken no sort Of care Of himself. Yet so
splendidly was he endowed by nature that
there Is no perceptible weakening OF his
forces. Apparently he is as powerful and
enduring as when saw him first. That
was more than ten years ago. He had
completed one of the most remarkable feats
Of strength and perseverance chronicled
in the long annals Of the Anglo-Saxon race.
but he was as fresh as rose in the morn
ing.
He stood on the government reservation
at San Antonio, surrounded by the tawny,
savage band of Chiricahua Apaches, whom
he had hunted of their feet. Near him,
taciturn. but of Kindly visage, stood young
Chief Naches, almost as tall as he In
tent close by lay Geronimo. the medicine
man, groaning from = surplusage Of fresh
| beef, eaten raw. The squat figures of the
hereditary enemies of the whites grouped
about him came only to his shoulder. He
lowered among them, stern. powerful,
dominant-an incarnation Of the spirit Of
the White Man, whose war drum has beat
around the world. Clad in q faded, dirty
fatigue jacket, greasy flannel shirt Of
| gray, trousers 10 soiled that the stripe
down the leg was barely visible. broken
boots and a disreputable sombrero that
| shaded the harsh features, burned almost to
blackness, he was every inch q soldier and
a man To the other officers at the post
the Indians paid no sort of attention. To
them Gen. Stanley and his stan were %
many well-dressed lay figures. standing
about as part Of a picture done for theil
amusement; but The huge, massive man
with the stubble on his chin, had showr
them that he was their superior on hunt.
ing grounds that were theirs by birth.
right. and they hung upon his lightest word
For the tenth time Geronimos band hat
Jumped the San Carlos reservation. Tn,
spring grass was two inches high and thu
Indian lust for blood was awake. AZ usual
troops were started upon . perflous chase
For days they followed the trail over {
country that God Almighty made in wrath
Farther and farther into the vast solitudea
they toiled. Volcanic crests reared abou
them Lava tore the leather from theil
feet. They drank from springs tina
tgushed Thousands Of feet above the wi
leys. They wandered in canons 20 dsep az<
tdark that through the narrow ribbon O
white far above them the stars wsrs seq
ct midday. They lived upon animals =
WILDER than the mon thy were pursuing
ane scqxpe,y: - ~ - thsH. Nh