The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1901-04-23

orders were to return no prisoners
sWhat shall we do with the little dew
III" asked one Of the men, Shoot him
or throw him over the cliff after his IA
therY The little devil had regained
consciousness by this time and deliber-
ately set his teeth into the calf OF the
soldiers leg. Lieutenant Huyl wiped
his bloody nose and replied: "a baby
who fights this way ought not to be
killed in cold blood. By George, III
take him back to San Carlos II it costs
me my commission
A gag was put into the young ones
mouth to prevent any more biting, and,
with soldier holding each hand, he
was landed on the plain below. There
he was placed on horseback, lariat
tied to one foot, passed under the horse
and tied to the other, and thus the
troopers returned to the reservation.
Lieutenant Huyl was great favorite
with General Crook, but he had dis
obeyed orders and confidently expected
to be put under arrest But the general
had already heard something of the
stone throwing affair and had enjoyed
q hearty laugh over HuyPs broken
nose. When the lieutenant in making
his report reached the point where
Wahnemo was killed, the general in
terrupted him with, by the way,
think you had better not let me know
officially any more Of this scout than
you have already told" Then glancing
at the swollen nose he burst into roar
of laughter, in which all the other Off
GERS joined.
The young Indian was confined in
the armory until his first fright was
overcome. The soldiers Of Company A
named him Dick Huyl and, fitting him
out with a uniform fashioned from the
lieutenant's old clothes, regularly
adopted him into the service.
In less than q month the small re-
cruit learned to express himself tolera-
bly, in English and in very short time
had accumulated all the accomplish
ments of tobacco chewing and profani-
ty possessed by the soldiers. He also
picked up a wonderful knowledge of
bugle calls and evolutions, always turn
ing out at roll calls and taking his
place at the extreme left of the compa-
ny when in line.
When / first knew him, he had been
under the refining influences of the
United States service two years. If
that Indian had improved in that time,
1 am very glad did not know him be-
fore. He was not beautiful according
to classic standards.
The Apaches fatten the heads Of
their babies between boards, and this,
as much as anything else, served to
render Dick unattractive to us chill
dren. Then he had such prediction
for carrying snakes In his pocket The
soldiers spoiled him, of course, and up
held him in every villainy he chose to
perpetrate When he shot the mules in
an ambulance filed with women and
| children, causing a runaway and a
smash up, one soldier thrashed him
with barrel stave and a dozen more
gave him cent pieces to comfort him.
They alternately pounded and petted,
but it was all one to him. He seldom
laughed and never cried. He was an
Apache.
said he never cried. l will note an
exception. Every Saturday afternoon
the men took him out behind the quar-
tiers and gave him bath. This process
was very simple. They stripped off his
clothing and turned the hose on him.
On these occasions the shrieks of the
little savage could be heard all over the
post.
/ have not seen Dick since l was 9
years old, but like to think that he
grew up and regularly enlisted in the
old regiment and is now an honor to