Bisbee daily review., 1909-10-17

upon every house in the settlement.
followed by several huge bouldeTs
crashing down the hillside. One
struck the door of a dwelling, smash
ing it to bits. Then tie attack OF
the unseen foe was directed continu-
ously against this one dwelling, aud
the inhabitants were forced to seek
shelter from the flying missiles in an
other house nearby. This kept up
or several hours gradually ceaslng
as the small haurs of the morning ap-
preached.
Then, Tuesday night. appeared the
woman in white" who. according to
the Mexicans. stands out boldly upon
the top of the hill for q minute or two
each night surrounded by Just enough
radiance 10 make her figure distin-
guishable against the blaekness of the
night. She is said TO appear each
night, then suddenly vanish. She
only appears. it seems, when the ont
GERS are away. For night or two
one or more of them have gone up
there when the spectre is supposed TO
make its visitations. but. seemingly
seeming danger. it keeps away.
The poems are reduced to a state
of terror bordering on madness by the
recurrence of these spiritgambols.
and it is as much as ones life is
worth TO venture anywhere near the
settlement after nightfall. Anyone in
clined to do so IS liable TO receive
bullet between his ribs. for every one
;of the Mexieans is armed with some
sort of weapon.
Anyone going into the settlement
would be reminded of the mountain
retreat of the brigands of Europe.
Standing about are Mexicans with
terror written upon their countenan-
ces. waiting for some new spook de
yelopment. One has a Winchester
repeater, another a double-harreied
shotgun, one of two others revolvers
aud the rest have knives of every
description and dimension.
linen. bang, A shower of rocks
strikes one Of the houses. The Mex
leans strain their eyes up the hill
side. bring their guns to their should
er. ard watch to see something move.
Bang! Then it is the guns th2t
speak, but the only satisfaction deriv-
o. IS the sound of bullet and bird.
shot thudding against the rocks a5-
ovc. Should a human beipG be within
range. there's an extreme liabilit"
that his anatomy would be punctur1e.
Therefore the question arises: Who
throws the rocks Who is the spectral
woman in white who haunts the hill
top? Who is it that rattles huge
bonIders down into zacatecas2.
These are questions the Mexicans
have ccmr.etely passed up, but not the
lofficers. they are hanging on with
dv:gcd determination and hope to get
at the root of the mystery within :
day or 1.-TWO.
Ghosts? MOI emphatically declares
Constable Farley McRae There's a
ihalf-witted Mexican who lives up there
u.at VIC ell think is responsible or the
ws"ls business. He's a pretty clever
do1gcr hut Wen get him one of these
fine r:phts and see that he gets lit
tic trip tc Phoenix where he belongs.
iInz. ever, it is rather a staggerer
even to the officers that with all the
sroo' ing the Mexicans do to brighten
tire srook away, the perpetrator es,
capes r.rscathed.
1t may be the Mexican lunatic. Or
yet it might be a number of Yaqui
Indians. There are number of these
in town. employed as common labor
eTs.
As il is Il we'll known fact that there
lis ne iovn lost between the Mexicaa
ana the Yaqui, it may be a little job
lie Indians are putting up to harrass
their Mexican neighbors. as some OF
ltte Indians live ont that way. An
Irdians lodging propensities are well
lknowa. and it is possible that two