Bisbee daily review., 1911-11-19

i vionsly stated. As l remember now,
 he was a man, | should think. five
 feet. eight or nine inches in height
 rather slim. and rawboneJ. and Of sandy complexion; rather quick and | decided in his manner Of conversation
 h. appearance he impressed a person as being Q man of more than ordinary ability. In conyersing with him he left { no room for doubt He did not attempt [ to make a person believe that all was | gold that glittered. He. like all others { with whom We came in contact, was anxious 10 learn where We came from.
 where we were going. if We intended ! to lccate In Arizona, and if so what business We were going to engage in, and other questions too numerous to think of remembering. We answered all of Jacks questions 10 the best of our ability. We must say here, that We had little idea, at the time, what pursuit We were intending to follow. After being at Mule Gulch some time. J was trying 10 find out the kind Of man Jack Dunn was. Experts claim , they can tell the character Of a person by their writing and there is no better way to lay it before the readers of this article. than by inserting true copy of letter published in the Midwinter Industrial Edition of , 1909, Of the Bisbee Review The letter was to General Fucker in regard 10 his son. who died on July 1ith. 1878. The original Of this letter was given to Joe Chisholm, he of the cratic mind. and never returned to George Dunn, Joe. ! believe. claimed he lost il:
 A Touching Letter
 General Rucl0er.
 My dear sir:
 We have just laid away a man. TO you he was q son, to me a brother loved him more than all the world beside. and when the waters closed over Tony's form l was robbed of noble. generous self-sacrificing friend mot friend as the world goes, but a friend in the most holy and exalted sense.
 The method Of his noble death is briefly told. Twas a little before seven o'clock on the evening Of July 1ith. \ hesvw Iain had set in. and the gnleh which sebarated our mess tent rom the body Of the camp was temporarily the bed of soothing, surging torrent. which ran headlong down the gulch, carrying with it stumps, roots and rocks from the ra. vines above. Tony. Lieut. Henely and myself decided to swim this stream in order 10 reach our mess tent. I crossed first. Tony followed, and We both ar rived safely on the opposite shore. Tn looking hack we saw that Lleut. Henely had started. but his horse be- came manageable in the rushing torrent; and in his efforts to control him the horse fell over backwards. and both horse and rider disappeared beneath the surface It was during the struggling which now took place that Lieut. Henely was stunned by q kick from his horse. No quicker did I see the Lieutenant's danger than nlunged into the stream to his rescue But no man could live in such tor rent. soon found that it was doubt. ful if 1 saved even myself. I had al- most despaired Of life when. just as [ was being swept past an overhang- ] H. I life. l caught the bush, and weak and exhausted ] crawled ashore opposite to the nlace l had plunged in. Mean while Tony procured lariats, and the Indians and soldiers were keeping pace with Lieutenant Henely as ne floated down the stream. offering hir2 all the help necessary 10 rescue him had he been conscious. Rope after af Nzsr krsH h. .l effort 10 save himself. showing beyond doubt that his bruises had deprived him Of consciousness. When this fact had forced itself upon Tony's mind. all the generosity of his nature came 10 the surface. Tn a trice lie was barred to the waist. in another he had leaped on his horse. and with one bound he cleared the bank and was buffeting the angry flood Once his horse went under. he reappeared with Tony in the saddle. A second time he disappeared. and this time he rose 70 1 the surface riderless Tony was not seen again. His body was found at ten o'clock thar night a few hundred yards down the stream. and Lieut. Heneley's at daylight Tony died with smile on his face, showing to the { last his contempt of danger, which was exceeded only by lis noble i'm
 pulse 10 help fellow being in dis ! tress.
 < On the morning Of the 12th. the bodies were brought to Camp Bowie. and today they were buried with mil ! itary honoFs in the burying ground near this post
 ! ! have one last office to perform. and that is to place in your hands the watch which Tony always carried on his scouts. Twas captured in an In- dian camp about four months ago by Tony himself. or rather. the cap1p was captured by Tony. and found the watch snd presented it to him after | the capture.
 Thus died the noblest hearted manl ever knew. l write not il, condoleuee, | but as a full sharer in the deep grief i which his death has brought. Nobly he lived and nobly he died, for the noblest place where man can die is where he dies for man.
 l am, sir.
 Very truly yours.
 JACK DUNN, | TonyS scout a1fide and boson friend