The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1901-01-09

StOp! Calieu Peur0. who had learn
ed something of the Navajo tongue
from the Indians who were constantly
coming to San Mateo. "Stop, or l will
shoot! These sheep are Of Don Ramon,
and must keep them"
The Indians, yelling scornfully, pre-
pared to mount the wall Cne, aneei-
Ing upon his saddle. took smother ul on
his back and thus lifted him high
enough to reach the top OF the wall
where 1t was lowest. The Indian pull
ed himself up lightly, but Just as lie
got Ills knees upon the top he fell
back upon his companion, with q groau.
The shepherd boy had aimed well.
The Navajoes ut once began firing.
but Pedro kent well hidden in the big
tower. peeping only through the loop
holes. through which the besieged
Pueblos had shot their quartz tipped
arrows ages before. and waited pa
tlently his chance to shoot. for ney the
ter afforded by the wall and showed
themselves but little.
Suddenly four swnrthv heads ncnne!
above the wall. Four Indians leapcd
into the inclosure and made a rush ior
the tower while several more were
climbing the wall. 1t was trying
moment, but Pedro kept his head Not
till they were within 20 feet did his
loophole spit its blast of smoke. Two
! ce the Navajues were in line, and the
heavy bail, passing clear through the
| foremost, gave the second mortal
| wound. The other two hesltatea Sec
ond, and it gave Pedro time to throw
another cartridge and drop the third
Indian at the very entrance to the
tower. The fourth ran and jumped
| down outside, and his companions has
| tily dropped back
Pedro felt that he had made q good
beginning, and 1t gave him confidence
With sufficient watchfulness he believ-
ed he could keep the Indians mt bay TIL
the arrival of the help. which he now
| felt sure would come. He crawled with
| painful care to the pack, mixed little
! flour and water and ate it raw, Cor
there was no wood to make fire.
The Indians had evidently learned to
respect his metal and made no more
] assaults, though the sharp pi-anng OF
! q bullet close to his head when he ex-
| posed 1t Mt all reminded him that they
| were watching him closely.
| So the day wore on, and at last the
dreaded darkness began to close In up.
on him. Pedro knew that now was the
time of his utmost danger and, with.
out thought Of sleeping, watched like
q cat, creeping softly around to peer
and listen. In this way he was on
hand to stop one attempt to scale the
| wall and pushed down big rocks unon
the Indians below.
About midnight he heard strange,
grating noise which puzzled him.
Creeping around, he found that the In.
dians were quietly removing the stones
with which he had flied the gap where
the sheep came in. The tower had q
loophole on that side. and. aiming alonG
the house walls and about foot out,
he fired at guess. a yell OF pain told
! that he had guessed we'll, and directly
| he heard the Indians moving of into
I the plain. There was no further mol.
| cstation that night, nnd when morning
! came Pedro felt reasonably secure The
| Indians had cainped just over n low
| ridge, whence they could see without
being seen, and there they stnid oil
| day, doubtless planning new strategy
| for the night.
| But Just as the sun was setting to.
ward the Chaco mesa Pedro saw a
body Of horsemen riding hard from tho
east. AS they drew near he recognized
In the lead Colonel Manuel Chaves, the
| terror of every hostile tribe in the ter
ritory for generation. and with him
| were AEsquipulo aad score Of well
| armed neighbors. Away Mt the rear
1 toiled poor Borracho, worn out with
| his journey Of more than 100 miles, but
| still unwilling to desert his master.
The Indians were already in flight,
! md, us they were on the reservation,
no pursuit was made. All patted Pc
| dro's shaggy head, and when the I'm.
nous Colonel Chayes said to him: "Pe-
drito. thou art brave boy. wish |
had m army like thec!' his cup of hap
| pincss was full.
| The flock was escorted safely to San
J Mateo. and Don Ramon was so we'll
| pleased with Pedro's pluck that he
| gave him 90 sheep foi his own. Pedro
| Is grown man now, and the so sheep
| have increased to many thousand. Bor.
/ racho is still alive and is made much
!: of, though he ceased to be useful years
| ago. He has lost all his teeth and can
barely limp for rheumatism, but when
unmannerly dogs would impose on hfs
age there is not man or child In San
Mateo but will stone them off with:
/ "Ill bred ours! Would you tear the
brave dog that brought the message
| from the Pueblo Alto and saved Pedro
| and the flock Y"-St Louis Post Dis
/. patch.