California Column Drives out the Hostiles
Attack upon Village of Pinos Altos - Arizona Guards - Mangus Colorado - Whipping of - Union of Mangus Colorado and Cochise - Massacre of Miners by Apaches - Battle of Apache Pass - Description by Captain Cremony - Escape of John Teal - His Shooting of Mangus Colorado - Introduction of Artillery to the Indians - Recovery of Mangus Colorado.
On the morning of September 27th, 1861, a force of over two hundred
warriors attacked the mining village of Pinos Altos, but, fortunately for
the people, Captain Martin had arrived the night before with a detachment of
Arizona Guards, a volunteer organization, and after several hours hard
fighting, the Indians were driven off with considerable loss. Soon after one
hundred and fifty warriors attacked a large wagon train, one day out from
Pinos Altos, and besieged it for fourteen hours. The train escaped
destruction by the timely arrival of the Arizona Guards, who escorted it to
the Mimbres River.
The situation of the settlers in New Mexico was about as bad as it was in
Arizona, but relief was at hand. The Colorado Volunteers marched down from
the north, turned back the Texans, and joined Canby in driving them from the
Rio Grande. At the same time General Carleton with his Column of
Californians, was advancing by way of Fort Yuma, driving all hostiles before
him, and reopening the old Butterfield route of communication to the coast.
Mangus Colorado, although in fact his band was domiciled in New Mexico, and
not in Arizona, yet on account of the close relations existing between him
and Cochise, the chief of the Chiricahuas, his history becomes, in a way,
identified with that of the Indian fights in Arizona. 'Mangus never forgave
the whipping he received at the hands of the miners of the Santa Rita Mines,
and was, thereafter, the implacable foe of the whites. The details of this
whipping are given by Cremony as follows:
"My readers will bear in mind the place described as Santa Rita del Cobre,
where the Boundary Commission remained for several months, where Inez
Gonzales and the two Mexican boys were rescued from captivity, where
Delgadito made his attack upon Mr. Hay, and where he got handsomely seamed
by Wells. The gold mines worked by Mr. Hay at that period, twelve years
prior, had proved to be very rich, and attracted many bold adventurers,
among whom were a number of celebrated Indian fighters, who had passed years
upon our frontiers, and were universal^ dreaded by all the wild Indian
tribes of Arizona and New Mexico. In a short time the mining population at
that point amounted to something like two hundred, of whom one hundred and
fifty were well armed, fearless and experienced men. The presence of such a
party was far from pleasing to Mangus Colorado and his band, as they claimed
exclusive proprietorship to that whole region, which was their main
fastness. They also regarded the miners as the legitimate successors of the
Boundary Commission, with whom they had parted in deadly enmity after a
short season of simulated friendship. Mangus made many skillful efforts to
dislodge the miners, and divert their attention from the Copper Mines, but
without effect. He privately visited some of the more prominent among them,
and professing the most disinterested friendship, offered to show them where
gold was far more abundant and could be obtained with less labor,
accompanying his promises with something like the following style of
inducement:
"You good man. You stay here long time and never hurt Apache. You want the
"yellow iron;" I know where plenty is. Suppose you go with me, I show you;
but tell no one else. Mangus your friend, he want to do you good. You like
"yellow iron" - good! Me no want "yellow iron." Him no good for me - can no
eat, can no drink, can no keepee out cold. Come, I show you.'
"For a while each person so approached kept this offer to himself, but after
a time they began to compare notes, and found that Mangus had made a like
promise to each, under the ban of secrecy and the pretense of exclusive
personal friendship. Those who at first believed the old rascal, at once
comprehended that it was a trap set to separate and sacrifice the bolder and
leading men by gaining their confidence and killing them in detail, while
their fates would remain unknown to those left behind. The next time, after
this eclair cissement, that Mangus visited that camp, he was tied to a tree
and administered a dose of 'strap oil,' well applied by lusty arms. His
vengeance was more keenly aroused by this deserved treatment, and from that
time forth every sort of annoyance was put into operation against the
miners. They were shot at from the cover of trees and rocks, their cattle
and horses were driven off, their supply trains robbed and destroyed and
themselves reduced to want. But Mangus desired their utter extirpation. He
wanted their blood; he was anxious for their annihilation, and feeling
himself unable to cope with them single handed, he dispatched emissaries to
Cheis (Cochise), the most famed warrior of the Chiricahua tribe, to come and
help him oust the Americans."
Cochise agreed to assist him, provided Mangus would help him in dislodging
the Americans from the Apache Pass and Fort Bowie. At Apache Pass was fought
a great battle with their united forces.
While they were occupying Apache Pass awaiting the arrival of the Americans,
they descried a small band of Americans approaching from the east, across
the wide plains intervening between that place and the Cienega, and
determined to cut it off. In the newcomers they recognized a small but well
armed party of hardy and experienced miners from the Santa Rita del Cobre,
and knew that such men were always on their guard and prepared to defend
their lives with the greatest courage and determination. They knew also that
they would be on the qui vive after having entered the pass and that any
attack upon them would probably result in the loss of several of their
warriors. Two miles east of the pass, in the clear and unobstructed plain,
was a gully, formed by the washing of rains through a porous and yielding
soil. It was six or eight 3^ards wide, and could not be seen from horseback
until the rider was within fifty yards of the spot. A large body of the
Apaches hid themselves in this gully, believing that the travelers would be
somewhat off their guard while crossing the open plain, apparently without a
place of concealment, and there they awaited the approach of their victims.
The ambuscade was skillfully laid and eminently successful. The miners rode
forward with their rifles resting in the slings across their saddle bows,
their pistols in scabbards, and their whole attention absorbed on the pass
they were about to enter. When within forty yards of the gully a
simultaneous fire was opened upon them by the concealed Indians which killed
one half of their number outright and sent the remainder wounded and panic
stricken to seek safety in flight. They were pursued and massacred to a man.
Their bodies were discovered by the Americans after the battle of Apache
Pass, and it was an instructive lesson in Apache character, showing the
shrewd calculations made by these people when determined to effect a desired
result. It was subsequently learned that the victims had with them a
considerable sum in gold dust, nearly fifty thousand dollars worth, all of
which fell into the hands of their slayers, who had become well acquainted
with its value.
The battle of Apache Pass and the events leading up to it are fully
described in Cremony's "Life Among the Apaches," from which I make the
following extract:
"In consequence of the report made by Lieut. Col. E. A. Rigg, Gen. Carleton
again ordered me in the advance with Capt. Thomas Roberts. Co. E, First
California Infantry. Arriving at the San Pedro River, it became necessary to
learn whether Dragoon Springs, some twenty-eight miles further on, could
supply both companies at a time with water, or whether we would be obliged
to break into detachments. Capt. Roberts took the advance with his infantry
and three wagons, having also selected seven of my best mounted men to serve
as scouts and couriers. I remained behind with fifteen of my cavalry and ten
of Roberts' company, including the detachment left as a garrison at the
river, where a tolerable adobe building, erected by the Overland Stage
Company, afforded decent shelter and a defensible position.
"The night after Roberts left was one of the most stormy I ever witnessed.
The rain descended in floods. Earth and sky appeared thunder riven; blazing
lightning leaped from the inky clouds, and absorbed the Cimmerian darkness
with their blinding flashes. The San Pedro roared and foamed and the animals
quailed and bent before the storm, and all nature seemed convulsed. I was in
charge of sixteen wagons with their mules and precious freight, and my chief
attention was elicited to secure their safety. Experience had taught me that
the Apaches would select exactly such a time to make a bold attempt, and I
doubled my sentries. Throwing myself on the earthen floor, in front of a
decent fire, without removing my side arms or any portion of my clothing, I
endeavored to obtain some repose. About two o'clock A. M., I was aroused by
the sergeant of the guard, who informed me that strange lights were visible
coming down the hills on the west, north and south sides. A hasty survey
showed me four lights, as of large burning brands, on three different sides
of the compass, and apparently approaching the station. I felt convinced
from this open demonstration that no attack was meditated, for in that case
the greatest secrecy and caution would have been observed by the Apaches.
Nevertheless, the garrison was summoned and disposed to the best advantage.
All fires were extinguished and all lights shrouded from observation. In the
course of a few minutes seven or eight more lights made their appearance,
and seemed to be carried by persons walking at a rapid pace. Some of them
approached within, what I considered, two hundred yards of the station, and
at one time I felt greatly inclined to try the effect of a chance shot from
my rifle, but gave up the idea from the conviction that no Apache would
carry a torch within that distance, and maintain an erect position, while my
fire might expose the persons of my men, and draw a more effective return.
After an hour and a half of anxious watch, the lights gradually united and
faded away toward the east.
"It was not until more than a year had elapsed that I learned the meaning of
this occurrence. A celebrated leading man of the Mescalero Apaches, named
Gian-nah-tah, or 'Always Ready,' gave the desired information, which
precisely tallied with succeeding events. He said that, as the Apaches are a
dispersed and perpetually wandering race, it is impossible for one
detachment to know where others might be at any time, but that when a great
body of them was needed for any joint undertaking, they made smoke signals
of a certain character by day and signals of fire by night. That, on the
occasion of which I write, the nature of the country prohibited fire signals
from being seen except from very short distances, and runners were hurried
through the districts, bearing torches, which would indicate that the aid of
all within sight was required. In fine, it was the ' Speed, Malise, Speed'
of the Apaches. This explanation will account for what followed.
"Between three and four o'clock A. M., just after the lights had
disappeared, the sound of horses advancing at a fast gallop was heard
approaching the station. The sentinel challenged and was immediately
answered with the round Saxon response, 'Friends.' It proved to be two of my
own company who had been sent back by Capt. Roberts with the information
that there was an abundance of water at Dragoon Springs, and instructions to
join him with the train without delay. The poor fellows had ridden
twenty-eight miles through that terrible storm, and in the heart of a
country swarming with hostile and ever vigilant savages. Two days
subsequently they had splendid opportunity to test their gallantry and most
nobly did they respond to the appeal. In obedience to orders, we set forward
before daylight to join Captain Roberts, and reached Dragoon Springs without
incident at 3 o 'clock P. M. A long and fatiguing march of sixty miles had
to be made before reaching Apache Pass, where the next water was to be had,
and as we were in doubt as to the country, it was again agreed that I should
remain at Dragoon Springs until next morning, while Capt. Roberts was to
push ahead with his infantry and seven of my company, leaving the train
under my charge. At half past five o'clock P. M. he set out, and the
strictest vigilance was maintained in camp the whole night. By daylight the
next morning we were again in the saddle, and the train duly straightened
out for the long and weary march. Had we not been encumbered with wagons, my
cavalry could have made the distance easily in seven hours; but we were
compelled to keep pace with those indispensable transports of food,
ammunition, clothing and medicine. A little before dark, we arrived at
Ewell's Station, fifteen miles west of the pass, and I determined to park
the train, as the mules had almost given out and were quite unable to
accomplish the remainder of the march without some rest. Just as I had come
to this conclusion, we perceived several riders coming toward us with all
speed, and they soon proved to be the detachment of my company which had
been detailed to act with Capt. Roberts. Two of them were mounted behind two
others, and all had evidently ridden hard. Sergeant Mitchell approached, and
saluting, said: 'Capt. Roberts has been attacked in Apache Pass by a very
large body of Indians. We fought them for six hours, and finally compelled
them to run. Capt. Roberts then directed us to come back through the pass,
and report to you with orders to park the train and take every precaution
for its safety. He will join you tonight. On leaving the pass, we were
pursued by over fifty well armed and mounted Apaches, and we lost three
horses, killed under us, and that one - pointing to a splendid gray - is
mortally wounded. Sergeant Maynard, now present, has his right arm fractured
at the elbow with a rifle ball, and John Teal we believe to be killed, as we
saw him cut off by a band of fifteen or twenty savages, while we were unable
to render Mm any assistance. '
"The wagons were ordered to be parked, every man was supplied with
ammunition and posted to the best advantage; proper attention was paid to my
wounded sergeant, and the camp arranged in such a manner as to insure a warm
reception to a large body of savages. We remained on the qui vive until one
o'clock A. M., when to my extreme surprise and sincere gratification, we
were joined by John Teal, who was supposed to have been killed. He brought
with him his saddle, blanket, saber and pistols, having lost his horse and
spurs. His narrative is so full of interest, and so well illustrates a phase
of Apache character, that it is worth recording:
"Soon after we left the pass,' said he, 'we opened upon a sort of hollow
plain or vale, about a mile wide, across which we clashed with speed. I was
about two hundred yards in the rear, and presently a body of about fifteen
Indians got between me and my companions. I turned my horse's head southward
and coursed along the plain, lengthwise, in the hope of outrunning them, but
my horse had been too sorely tested, and could not get away. They came up
and commenced firing, one ball passing through the body of my horse, just
forward of his hind quarters. It was then about dark, and I immediately
dismounted, determined to fight it out to the bitter end. My horse fell, and
as I approached him he began to lick my hands. I then swore to kill at least
one Apache. Lying down behind the body of my dying horse, I opened fire upon
them with my carbine, which, being a breech loader, enabled me to keep up a
lively fusilade. This repeated fire seemed to confuse the savages, and
instead of advancing with a rush, they commenced to circle around me, firing
occasionally in my direction. They knew that I also had a six shooter and a
saber, and seemed unwilling to try close quarters. In this way the fight
continued for over an hour, when I got a good chance at a prominent Indian
and slipped a carbine ball into his heart. He must have been a man of some
note, because soon after that they seemed to get away from me, and I could
hear their voices, growing fainter in the distance. I thought this a good
time to make tracks, and divesting myself of my spurs; I took the saddle,
bridle and blanket from my dead horse and started for camp. I have walked
eight miles since then. '
"It is needless to add how gratified I was to receive this brave and loyal
soldier again, and find him free from wound or scar. We subsequently learned
that the man he shot was no less an individual than the celebrated Mangus
Colorado, but, I regret to add, the rascal survived his wound to cause us
more trouble."
"About an hour after Teal had come in; I was joined by Capt. Roberts with
thirty men, and then got a full description of the fight. I omitted to
mention that two twelve pounder mountain howitzers were with our little
force, and to these guns the victory is probably attributable. It seems that
about one hundred and thirty or forty miners had located themselves at the
Pino Alto gold mines, or the same mines mentioned in a former portion of
this work, as the scene where Mr. Hay and his family were attacked and their
cattle stolen by the Apaches, and also where Delgadito got badly scored by
Wells. This was the great stronghold of Mangus and his band, and finding
himself unable to dislodge the unwelcome intruders without help, he had
dispatched messengers to Cheis, the principal warrior of the Chiricahua
Apaches, to assist him in expelling the miners. Cheis was too much occupied
by the advancing column of American troops to give heed to his call, and
failed to attend. Such want of faith was inexplicable to Mangus, who knew
nothing of our approach, and, at the head of two hundred warriors, he
visited Cheis to inquire the reason for his apparent defection from the
Apache cause. In reply Cheis took Mangus to the top of the Chiricahua and
showed him the dust made by our advance guard, and told him that it was his
first duty to defend himself, and that if Mangus would join in the affair,
they could whip the 'white eyes' and make themselves masters of the spoil.
This arrangement was immediately agreed to by Mangus, and their united
forces, amounting to nearly seven hundred warriors, so disposed as to take
Roberts by surprise and insure his defeat. But 'the best laid plans of man
and mice gang aft aglee' and these finely fixed schemes were doomed to be
terribly overthrown.
"Roberts, entirely unsuspecting any attack, entered the pass with the
ordinary precautions. He had penetrated two-thirds of the way, when from
both sides of that battlemented gorge a fearful rain of fire and lead was
poured upon his troops within a range of from thirty to eighty yards. On
either hand the rocks afforded natural and almost unassailable defenses.
Every tree concealed an armed warrior, and each warrior boasted his rifle,
six shooter and knife. A better armed host could scarcely be imagined. From
behind every species of shelter came the angry and hissing missiles, and not
a soul to be seen. Quickly, vigorously, and bravely did his men respond, but
to what effect? They were expending ammunition to no purpose; their foes
were invisible; there was no way to escalade those impregnable natural
fortresses; the howitzers were useless, and the men doubtful how to attack
the foe. In such strait, Roberts determined to fall back, reform and renew
the contest. The orders were given and obeyed with perfect discipline. R
caching the entrance to the pass, the troops were reorganized, skirmishers
were thrown out over the hills so as to command the road; the howitzers were
loaded, and belched forth their shells wherever found necessary. In this
manner the troops again marched forward. Water was indispensable for the
continuance of life. Unless they could reach the springs, they must perish.
A march of forty miles under an Arizona sun, and over wide alkaline plains,
with their blinding dust and thirst provoking effects, had already been
effected, and it would be impossible to march back again without serious
loss of life, and untold suffering, without taking into account the seeming
disgrace of being defeated by seven times their force of Apaches. What would
it avail those brave men to know that the Indians were as well armed as
they; that they possessed all the advantages; that they outnumbered them
seven to one, when the outside and carping world would be so ready to taunt
them with defeat, and adduce so many specious reasons why they should have
annihilated the savages?
"Forward, steadily forward, under a continuous and galling fire did those
gallant companies advance until they reached the old stationhouse in the
pass, about six hundred yards from the springs. The house was built of
stone, and afforded ample shelter; but still they had no water, and eighteen
hours, with a march of forty miles, including six hours of sharp fighting,
had been passed without a drop. Men and officers were faint, worn out with
fatigue, want of sleep, and intense privation and excitement; still Roberts
urged them on and led the way. His person was always the most exposed; his
voice ever cheering and encouraging. Immediately commanding the springs are
two hills, both high and difficult of ascent. One is to the east, and the
other overlooks them from the south. On these heights the Apaches had built
rude but efficient breastworks by piling the rocks one upon another so as to
form crenelle holes between the interstices. From these fortifications they
kept up a rapid and scathing fire, which could not be returned with effect
by musketry from three to four hundred feet below. The howitzers were got
into position, but one of them was so badly managed that the gunners were
brought immediately under the fire from the hills without being able to make
even a decent response. In a few moments it was overturned by some
unaccountable piece of stupidity, and the' artillerists driven off by the
sharp fire of the savages. At this juncture, Sergeant Mitchell with his six
associates of my company made a rush to bring off the howitzer and place it
in a better position. Upon reaching the gun, they determined not to turn it
downhill, but up, so as to keep their fronts to the fire. While performing
this gallant act, they were assailed with a storm of balls, but escaped
untouched; after having righted the gun, they brought it away, and placed it
in a position best calculated to perform effective service. So soon as this
feat had been happily accomplished, the exact range was obtained, and shell
after shell hurled upon the hills, bursting just when they should. The
Apaches, wholly unused to such formidable engines, precipitately abandoned
their rock works and fled in all directions. It was nearly night. To remain
under those death dealing heights during the night when campfires would
afford the enemy the best kind of advantage, was not true policy, and Capt.
Roberts ordered each man to take a drink from the precious and hardly earned
springs, and fill his canteen, after which the troops retired within the
shelter afforded by the stone stationhouse, the proper guards and pickets
being posted.
"In this fight Roberts had two men killed and three wounded, and I
afterwards learned from a prominent Apache who was present in the
engagement, that sixty-three warriors were killed outright by the shells,
while only three perished from musketry fire. He added: ' We would have done
well enough if you had not fired wagons at us.' The howitzers, being on
wheels, were deemed a species of wagon by the Apaches, wholly inexperienced
in that sort of warfare.
"Captain Roberts suffered his men to recruit their wasted energies with
supper, and then, taking one half his company, the remainder being left
under command of Lieut. Thompson, marched back to Ewell's Station, fifteen
miles, to assure the safety of the train under my command, and escort it
through the pass. As before stated, he reached my camp a little after two
o'clock A. M., where the men rested until five, when the march toward the
pass was resumed. Several alarms were given before his arrival, and we heard
the Apaches careering around us, but they made no attack, and kept out of
sight. At five o'clock, A. M., the train was straightened out with half my
effective cavalry force three hundred yards in the advance and the other
half about as far in the rear, while the wagons were flanked on either side
by the infantry. In this order we entered that most formidable of gorges,
when the bugles blew a halt. A considerable body of the infantry was then
thrown out on either side as skirmishers, with a small reserve as the
rallying point, while the cavalry were ordered to guard the train, and make
occasional dashes into the side canyons. 'Up hill and down dale' went the
skirmishers', plunging into dark and forbidding defiles, and climbing steep,
rocky, and difficult acclivities, while the cavalry made frequent sorties
from the main body to the distance of several hundred yards. Being without a
subaltern, Gen. Carleton had assigned Lieut. Muller, of the First Cavalry
California Volunteers, to service with my command. This officer soon after
gave sufficient proof of his gallantry and zeal, for which I now gratefully
return thanks.
"In this manner we progressed through that great stronghold of the Apaches
and dangerous defile, until we joined the detachment under Lieut. Thompson,
at the stone stationhouse, where we quartered for the remainder of that day.
Let it be borne in mind that Capt. Roberts' company of California Infantry
had marched forty miles without food or water, had fought for six hours with
desperation against six times their numbers of splendidly armed Apaches,
ensconced behind their own natural ramparts, and with every possible
advantage in their favor; had driven that force before them; occupied their
defiles; taken their strongholds, and after only one draught of water, and a
hasty meal, had made another march of thirty miles, almost absolutely
without rest. I doubt much if any record exists to show where infantry had
made a march of seventy miles, fought one terrible battle of six hours'
duration, and achieved a decided victory under such circumstances.
"The shrill fife, the rattling drum and the mellow bugles sounded the
reveille before dawn, of the next day. The campfires were soon throwing up
their lively jets of flame and smoke, while the grateful odors of frying
bacon and browning flapjacks saluted the appreciative nostrils of the hungry
troops. But we had no water, and without water we could have no coffee, that
most coveted of all rations. There was reason to believe that the Apaches
intended to put our metal to another trial. They had again occupied the
heights above the springs, and also the water courses, which were thickly
sheltered by trees and willow underbrush. Roberts again made preparations to
dislodge the savages, and ordered his howitzers into the most favorable
positions. Just then I saluted him, and said, 'Captain, you have done your
share of this fight; I now respectfully ask for my chance. If you will throw
your shells on the heights above the springs, I will charge the latter with
my men, and clean out the Apaches in a very few moments. I certainly think
this concession due me.'
"Roberts reflected for a few moments, and replied - 'I am truly sorry that
your wish cannot be granted. Yours is the only cavalry I have, and their
safety is indispensable to ours. "We are going to the San Simon River, where
I am ordered to establish a depot and await the arrival of other troops with
supplies, and you will have enough to do in your proper turn. I cannot,
under the circumstances, grant your request. '
"To this I replied: 'Your objections appear cogent; but I cannot perceive
why all these things cannot be accomplished and still permit my men, who are
burning with anxiety, to charge those springs and disperse that wretched
horde of savages. They are already cowed, and will immediately flee before a
vigorous assault. '
"Capt. Roberts replied: 'You have had my answer, Captain, and it should be
enough. I do not intend to jeopardize my own men, but will shell the heights
and springs, and effect a bloodless victory, in so far as we are concerned.
'
''After this rebuff, I could make no further personal appeal, but instructed
Lieut. Muller to beseech Capt. Roberts, and, if possible, induce him to
change his mind. Muller argued for half an hour, until Roberts told him
either to obey or be placed under arrest. This ended the colloquy. The
howitzers then opened fire - the shells burst splendidly, large numbers of
Apaches were observed to decamp from the heights in the most hurried manner;
the springs also underwent a similar cleaning, and in less than twenty
minutes the troops were permitted to advance and fill their canteens, while
my cavalry, without waiting further orders, made a rush after the retreating
savages until the rapid rise and terribly broken nature of the ground
checked their career. The hillsides were covered with fleeing Apaches, who
seemed imbued with supernatural powers of locomotion. Upwards they sped with
the celerity of Alpine goats, until they disappeared behind the crests of
tall mountains and rugged hills. In peace and quiet, we partook of the
precious fountain. Our horses and mules, which had not tasted water for
forty-eight hours, and were nearly famished from so dusty a road and so long
a journey under the hottest of suns, drank as if they never would be
satisfied. An hour later we moved through the pass, entered upon the wide
plain which separates it from the San Simon river, and reached our camp on
that creek, without further trouble, about four o'clock P. M."
The use of artillery in this battle was a surprise to the Indians. Their
position was well chosen and impregnable as against small arms, and they
certainly would have annihilated the Americans had it not been for the
howitzers. After this fight Mangus Colorado returned with the remnants of
his force to the Pino Alto country, carrying with him the bullet in his body
which had been fired by Sergeant Teal. This chance shot caused the Apaches
to abandon their pursuit, diverting their attention from Teal to the succor
of Mangus. He was conveyed to Janos, in Chihuahua, where he received the
care and attention of a Mexican physician who happened to be at that place
at the time. It was a case of surgery under difficult conditions for the
doctor was told that if the patient survived, he would be safe, but if the
patient died, the doctor and all the inhabitants of the village would be
sent to join Mangus in the spirit land. The ball was extracted, Mangus
recovered, and the doctor and the village saved.
Notes About Book:
Source: History Of Arizona Volume 2, By Thomas Edwin Farish, 1915, Printed
and Published by Direction of the Second Legislature of the State of
Arizona, A. D.
Notes about Online Publication: This manuscript has been ocr'd and heavily
edited. Many of the Native American words have been reproduced as clearly as
online publication will allow us, but not all are exactly the way they were
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