Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-04-26

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7 ton in no wise dependent on the tempera-
| ture of the vital fluid or dscoverable by the
| clinical thermometer. Pelham's people
| would have given half their worldly pos
| sessions to capture Solalay. 1t would cap
| the climax of their brilliant exploits.
They had tried time and again without
| success. 1t had remained for him, Spigots,
| the weak brother. the inert. to secure the
| richest prize and therefore to expect the
! chief reward of the entire campaign as the
| virtual captor of the most dreaded Indian
| in the game, and Spigots almost shouted
| aloud in the joy that possessed him when
| he reflected that, through Pelham himself,
! the announcement must reach department
| headquarters.
| BY swift and oft-tried runner his dis
| patch should go forthwith Toyah, who
| knew every trail of the Tonic basin ana
| the Black mesa-Toyah, to whom Hard
| scrabble and the deep gorges of the East
| fork and Granite creek were but crevices in
| the face of the land-Toyah who had guided
| Gen. Crook, the Gray Fox, all over the ter
| ritory east of the Hassayampa and had
| borne his messages at tireless dogtrot sixty
miles a day-Toyah could be counted on TO
place that dispatch in Pelhams hands be-
| fore the setting of the second sun. Pelham
would send his courier, Looping by night
| through Cherry creek and the Aqua F'ria,
landing the precious missive at crook
headquarters by sunrise, SO that WITHIN
forty-eight hours the glad tdings should be
| trumpeted about Prescott and Whlpple
Barracks, and he, Spigots, be hailed as the
| man of the hour, the successful general OF
! the long campaign.
And that document was almost as Hooesl
as it was misleading:
| Adjutant General,
| Headquarters Department of Arizona:
| Sir: | have the honor to report that on
| the 9th instant l received notification that
hostile Indians were raidng to the west
| of Danger canon: that they had murdered
] several prospectors and the occupants OF
| Hogan's ranch. Although Camp Mcdowell
| iS much nearer the of THESE out
| RACES. l deemed it my duty to send cavalry
| in that direction for the purpose OF inter-
| cepting and arresting participants, VINO. IN
fear of meeting strong force from NC
DOWell, would probably seek refuge IN the
Sierra Ancha. The fact that Solalay had
been reported in the Verde valley was an
| other incentive, and it is with qualification
| that l am able TO report that, through the
| energy of the cavalry commands acting
under my orders, So!alay himself, with
several members of his family, has been
captured alive, after a sharp engagement
| in Danger canon, and is now on the way to
| this post under secure guard The 1nforma-
| ton comes through the agency itself where
| intense excitement has prevailed for TWEEN
ty-four hours past. Captain Turner is stlll
afield with his entire command, but VIII
be recalled, as the Indian agent thinks 1t
| possible that an attack in force may follow
! IN the hone of releasing this hitherto in
| tractable chief and leader. / am sending
! this by runner via Camp Sandy, and will
add further particulars as soon as 1t is
| possible to do so.
Very respectfully, your obedient servant,
JOHN S. PIGGOTT.
Major, -th Cavalry commanding.
There" said Spigots to his silent adj
iutant as the clerk finished the copies,
that will forestall any story about the
stampede from the reservation! Let Toyah
start at once, with orders to make Sandy
before sunset tomorrow" The dispatch was
folded in oiled silk, tagged Commanding
officer, Camp Sandy, please read and for
ward" Spigots chuckled over the chagrin
Pelha must feel that all his efforts to
nail Solalay had proved abortive, while
he, Spigots, had succeeded. And now,
said he, we will send over to the pass
for Turner, and tell him to bring in Fame
and the prisoners"
That was about noon on the twelfth day
of the month. Then came the thirteenth,
the ill-omened date in the eyes of many,
especially when it came, as it did this
thirteenth, on a Friday. The new day was
barely ten minutes old the sentries had
barely ceased the midnight call, when the
sergeant of the guard, escorting a nearly
exhausted n-commissioned officer of cav
airy, stirred up the post adjutant, who
listened to Corporal Lafferty's tale while
tugging at his boot straps. Then they went
and knocked at the majors, whereupon
Spigots himself appeared at frst-floor
window there was no second, and listened,
impa tent.
But they hung onto the prisoners
they've got Solalay?" he burst in, all anxi-
ETY. that point at least.
They had 'em up to the time I left. sir"
said Laferty, though l didn't get to hear
the names of 'enl-but unless help could
come mighty quick they couldn't hold EN-,
or anything"
well, you met Captain Turner of course
and warned him. He went by road direct"
And with one leg in his trousers and the
other poised, Spigots breathlessly awaited
the answer.
Il couldn't come by road sir There
was Patches everywhere. l skirted round
north O SombrerO an didn't seem to see
anything but Injuns an signal fires till
the sentinel held me up at the haystacks."
Major Piggott leaned his arms against
the window frame and buried his head
upon his arms Go for the officer-of-the-
day, sergeant he moaned, desparingly.
My Cod mani" he added, for Lafferty's
benefit, his own, lit isn't twelve hours
since l sent off a dispatch to say we'd got
Solalay and his people, and now, like as
not, they've got us"
To this sentiment the trooper made no re-
ply. He worn, weary and hungry.
Thirst, thanks to the trimming olas at
the guardhouse, had already been assuaged,
but there still room for a comforting
nip, and the major had ever a well-f
demijohn from which the bearer of good
news went seldom unrewardeH Tonight,
however, the commander was in anything
but benevolent mood. He nervously fin
ished his hurried toilet, thinking far less
Of Fanes peril than of his own plight.
If, after all, Fame and his little party
| Should have been compelled to release
| their captives would not he be blamed for
having sent him forth with so small so
| ptiably small, a command? And If Turner
should not have succeeded in reaching the
besieged in time-and they should be an
| nihilated-what wouldn't the general say?
| In sore perturbation Piggott came forth
| into the moonlight and, never noting the
| weary messenger took his signal glasses
and long look at the densely wooded
| heights far away to the northwest as
though in search of tidngs
| Go be continued tomorrow
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