The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1898-07-17
IN ApAcHEs ENGLISH TALK.
Sent Out to Mako n Treaty, with tho Chorui
OF n Hymn for a Vocabulary.

Sent Out to Mako u Treaty, with tho Chorus
OF n Hymn for a Vocabulary.
From he Cincinnati Enquirer.
Just at present the men most talked about
in Cincinnati are the officers of the Sixth In
fantry who went down before the awful rain Of
Spanish bullets at Santiago. and to many Of
their friends who were accustomed to meet
them at the Gibson House. which was the head
quarters Of the officers when on this side OF the
river. 1t seems hard to realize that several Of
the best ones are dead. Lieut.. Ord's death has
occasioned particular regret. He was the son
Of Gen. Ord Of the regular army. and wished to
adopt the profession Of arms, but was unable to
get an appointment to West Point. He enlisted
in the ranks and won his commission in that
way. As q cavalryman he had q great many
adventures, serving in o number Of Indian
campaigns. ,
It was when he was a Sergeant and was with
Gen. Miles In the, campaign against Geronimo
that he was detailed to carry dispatches from
OF troops that had been stationed miles away to
head OF the Indians retreat. TIL assignment
meant that he must ride miles and miles across
the desert, and run q chance OF being caught by
Apaches. but he seemed delighted when he was
selected. Just as shutdown came he mounted
On. on. on he, rode until midnight over the
seemingly endless, arid track. Suddenly he
hear h what ,bO,I he thought + ugh u o was t : human C4nanb YOiee 81
the sand as his horses hoofs sank into It. Then
he rode on a little further, and still he thought
dismounted and listened.
Sure enough it was q voice. Taking OF the
It into strips. with which he wrapped the
hoofs. Of his horse in order that the sand
would not crunch when the animal walked
which was barely, audible and nearly, q mile
away. Leading his horse. and with his car
ahead. and as he came nearer he could
understand that the owner ot-the voice was
s sibals'nss e. SSis stinGGGls Re" tse s %ord hs"s Hnd ne fa Hss
q oh, how | love Jesus, Ont in the mid.
to him clear and strong, At drst he thought
they ride too, far without rest over the sand,
but there could be no mlstaktn& the song; II
pected some Apache ruse. and, hhtobSb5ilHHg his
horse, started to crawl toward the spot where
the song came from, Throwing himself nat on
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sias' nSt k familiar HE; oT WIKI X G tRe sS1asn!A iPf ts si99Ss Sc
sang were the few words Of the chorus. !, oh
how love Jesus continually repeating them EN-
came to where he could see. that the singer was
ar Apache, sitting in the middle Of SOM cactus
top q his voice. Oh. how I love Jesus
i fnddIibiy w SsG aion ne Ord 9edf' Covered ssti' Him With With iRaiss
carbine and rushed ut him, ordering him e
surrender. The Apache threw up both hands
and made the sign OF peace. continuing to sing
"Oh, how i love Jesus,
The Lieutenant took the Indian back to Gen
Interpreter that he he'd been sent out by one o
the Apache chiefs to say that the Indians wer'
ready TO treat for peace. He, was the only In
English and all that he could say was, o
how / love Jesus" which he had learned from
a missionary. Hence he was sent out to NEE
the white men. and sitting himself In tn,
desert growled forth the few words he knew
until Ord came along.