Weekly journal-miner., 1909-10-13
PIONEER IS SUMMONED
 BY THE GRIM REAPER
(From Thursdays EailYl


 unknown and is no more His death occurred at the old homestead on the outskirts of the city he has known so long and so well and attending the last moments he passed on this earth the end came peacefully and without any suffering whatever. The splendid physical machinery that this man was gifted with ran down and he submitted to the summons from over the range without the least con- cern and few days prior to the end informed his friends that he was ready to do.
 No death in recent years to take place among the pioneer people of this section will be received with more sincere expressions of regret or will the sorrow be as keenly felt as can be said of this veteran of all the Hassayampers. He has lived on the identical spot he breathed his . last for over 46 years and in that time what a thrilling tale of the past was stored in his memory. From the distant day of 1863, to the time of his. death, it had been a struggle to conquer and in the end he gave way to the inevitable that the human flesh is heir to-he was stricken with paralytic stroke and he fell be- fore it.
 It can be truthfully said that MT. Miller was a remarkable man in many ways. His adventurous and intrepid nature was exemplified when as a boy of but Is years of age he crossed figured in the long and tiresome jour ney to the Pacific coast, travelling the entire thousands of miles on foot, his father and mother being of the party. After a few years of a rough and rugged career and when the thrill of further exploration was being dis cussed to reclaim from the savage the then unknown land of Arizona the famous Walker party came into ex- istenee and with its creation so did this boy then but 21 years of age enlist in the good cause. He was the youngest of the party and in re- calling that vivid day when they were formed and ready to move, the older and hardier men of this remarkable expedition faltered at one so young and inexperienced, going along.
 This point was later reached and then the long anticipated field work for the north was put into action and the party reached Prescott in 1863 in March, the first white man that ever invaded this soil. The Lynx creek section was the permanent camp and it was here that the party was later dismembered and broken up, the organization going to pieces. They drifted away one by one and in a few months the organization lost its identity. MT. Miller related many thrilling deeds of the Indian day at that time and in which he figured prominently.
 Later when the country was swarm ing with the adventurous he went into the freighting business and had the biggest string of mule teams of any man in the southwest. While so en- gagged he travelled the Beale Springs route in Mohave county and it was at this point he was about to be at tackled by Wauba Uba, a Wallapai chief and his Indians, when he killed the latter and saved the lives of ! many women and children, among l whom were MT. and Mrs. George Banghart, father and mother of Mrs. | E. W. Wells of this city, who is alive today and recalls that eventful eve ming as though it was of yesterday.
 MT. Miller was a generous man and his many kind acts and considerable action in a benevolent channel, made | him many warm and last friends. He was in the early days elected a mem Der of the legislature, but did not desire political honor, refusing to en- ter the uncertain and disagreeable channel of partisan life.
 His illness dates from the time that | his wife passed away last December. One stroke of paralysis followed an- other and he succumbed at last. With his late wife he bore a unique sta tion in Arizona citizenship. He was the oldest resident in northern Ari- zona at the time of his death, while his late wife was also the oldest woman resident up to the time of her death. MT. and Mrs. Miller reached this section in 1863 and both have passed away from under the same roof that they had lived in since that time. But one man lives of the Al Al