Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 21, Number 31, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 January 1891 — Page 2

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Lane finds himself confronted one instant by a savage warrior. Not an instant too soon, although he hits ridden hard since earliest dawn, has Lane reached the rocky pass. North and south the Peloncillos are shrouded in the gloum of coming night, and all over the arid plain to the eastward darkness h:is nettled down. In previous scouts he has learned the country well, and he knows just where to turn for "tanks" of cool water for horses, mules and men—the cavalry order of precedence when creature comforts are to be doled out. He knows just where to conceal liia little force in the recesses of the rocks and let them build tiny fires and make their coffeo and then get such rest as is poaaiblo bofore tho coming day but there is no rest for him. Taking two vetoran soldiers with liiin, and leaving the troop to tho command of his lieutenant, an enthusiastic young soldier only a year out of the cadet gray, the captain rides westward through the gloaming. Ho must determine at once whether the Indians are coming toward the pass by which tho San Simon makes its burst through the range, or whether, having mado wido detour around tho little post at Bowie among tho Chiricahua mountains, they are now heading southward again and taking tho shorted .lino to the border before seeking to r:\~ an once move their old trail along t! San Bernardino. How often have their war parties gone to and fro along those rocky banks, unmolested, unpursned!

And now, secure in the belief that they have thrown all the cavalry far to .thereto in the ."stern chase'? which no Apachjb dreads, well knowing how easily ho cat! distance his hampered pursuers, tho renegades, joined by a gang of the utterly "unreconstructed" Chiricahaus, aro taking things easily and making raids on the helpless ranches that lie to tho right or loft of their line of march. Fortunately for the records these are few in number had there been dozens more they would only have served to swell tho list of butchered men, of plundered ranches, of burning stacks and corrals, of women and children borne off to be the sport of their leisure hours when once securo in the fastnesses of the Sierra Madron far south of tho line. Death could not come too soon to the relief of these poor creatures, and Lane and

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utmost effort by the story of the railway hands that they had plainly seen several women and children bound to the spare animals the renegades drove along across the iron track.

Among the passengers in the pillaged stage coach were tho wife and daughter of an Indian agent, who had only recently oorao to this arid territory and knew littlo oL' the ways of its indigenous people. Nothing had since been seen or heard of them. Capt. Rawlins and two soldier*, going up as witnesses before a court martial at Grant, were found hacked almost beyond recognition, and the driver, too, who seemed to have crawled out among tho rooks to die. Verily the Apaches had good reason to revel in their success! They had hoodwinked the bureau, dodged the cavalry, plundered right and left until they were rich with spoil, and now, well to the south of the railway, with a choice of either oast or west side of the range, their main IKMIV and prisoners sire halted to rest the

animals,

while miles to the

rear their faithful vedettes keep watch against pursuers, and miles out to the west the most active young warriors are crying havoc at the much of Tres Hermanos. It is the rod glare of tho flame towards the sunset horizon that tells Lane the Apaches cannot be far away. The instant lie and his comrades issue from the go rice and peer cautiously to the right and left not only do they see tho blase aeras^ tho wide valley, but northward, not more than half a mile away, there rises upon the night wind a sound that they cannot mistake—the war chant of the Cliiricaliuas. "Thank God," cries Lane, "we aro hero ahead of them!"

Half an hour's mronnoissance reveals to him their position. Far up among the bowlders of the range, where pursuing horsemen cannot rush upon them in the they have made their bivouac, and are having a revel and feast while awaiting the return of the raiders or news from the tear that they most bo moving. The range is rugged and precipitous north of the gorge cavalry cannot penetrate it but Lane's plan is quickly laid. He will let his men sleep until 3 o'clock, keeping only threa sentries on the lookout, one of them mounted and

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west of the gorge to give warning should tho Indians move during the might. Then, leaving the horses concealed among the rocks south of the stream, with two men to guard them, he will lead his company up the heights and as close as possible to the Apache camp, lie in hiding until it is light enough to distinguish objects, then dash down into their midst,rescue the prisoners in the panic and confusion that he knows will result from the sudden attack, send them back as rapidly as possible, guided by three or four men, to where his horses are corraled, while he and his little band interpose between them and any rally the Apaches may make.

JInowing well that they are armed with magazine rifles and supplied by a paternal bureau with abundant ammunition, knowing that they outnumber him three to one, knowing that by sunrise the whole tribe will have reassembled and must infallibly detect the pitiful weakness of his own force, it is a desperate chance to take but it is the only one—absolutely the only one—to save those tortured, agonized women, those terror stricken little ones, from a fate more awful than words can portray.

By 8 or 9 in the morning, he argues, troop must certainly reach him he knows them to be fresh and strong he I knows that they have had only short and easy marches and therefore can easily come ahead all night long and be rounding the Pyramid spur by daybreak. He knows Mason well and can count on that young officer doing his "level best" to support him. Alas! he does not know that Mason is compelled by this time to fall back to second place and that the last man on whom he can possibly count "in a pinch" is now in command of the looked for troop.

The night wears on without alarm. Well nigh exhausted, Lane has thrown himself at the foot of a tree to catch what sleep he may, and he feels as though he had not closed his eyes when Corp. Shea bends over him to say it is 2 o'clock. Noiselessly the men are aroused silently they roll out of their blankets, and obedient to the low toned "fall in" of the first sergeant, seize their arms .and take their place in line. There Lane briefly explains the situation tells them of the position of the Apache bivouac details Corp. Riley and four men to search for, secure and hie away with the prisoners, and orders all the rest to fight like the devil to drive the Apaches helter skelter into the rocks. "Let not one word be said ,nor a trigger pulled until we are right among them. Wait for my command, unless we are detected and fired on. •Jf we are, blaze away at*oiice but never stop your rush get right in among them. Let Riley and his men make instant search, be sure they leave neither woman nor ohild behind, and start them back here. The rest of us will fall back slowly, keeping between them and the Apaches all the time. Never let them get near those prisoners. That is the main object of our attack. Once back Lore with the horses, we can pick out \•lu.yfa in the rocks from which we can stand the Apaches off until troop comes. Rest assured Lieut. Mason and his men will be along by 8 or 9 and it cannot be that the cavalry now pursuing the Apaches from the north will be more than a few hours behind. Now. do you understand? for there will be no chance of orders up there. Leave your canteens leave anything that will hinder or rattle. Those of you who have on spurs, take them off. Those of you who have Tonto (At Apache moccasins, take off your top boots and put them on they are all the better for going up these hillsides. Now get your coffee, men make no noise, light no additional fires, and be ready to move in twenty minutes."

Then he pencils this brief note: "Commanding Officer Troop K, Eleventh Cavalry: "We have headed the Apaches and will attack their camp the instant it is light enough to see, rescue their captives, then fall back here to the gorge of the San Simon. They far outnumber us, and you cannot reach us too soon. I count upon your being here by 8 in the morning, and hope with your aid to hold the enemy until Greene's command arrives. Then we ought to capture the whole band. Do not fail me. "FREDERICK LANE, "Captain Eleventh Cavalry.11'

This he gave to Sergt. Luce, with orders to ride back on the trail until he meets troop and deliver it to Lieut. Mason or whoever is in command, and in half an hour Luce is away.

And now, just as the dawn is breaking and a faint pallid light is stealing through the tree tops along the rocky range, there come creeping slowly, noiselessly along the slope a score of shadowy forms, crouching from bowlder to bowlder, from tree to tree. Not a word is spoken, save now and then a whispered caution. Foremost, carbine in hand, is the captain, now halting a moment to give some signal to those nearest him, now peering ahead over the rocks that bar the way. At last he reaches a point where, looking down the dark and rugged hillside before him, he sees something which causes him to unfiling the case in which his field glasses are carried, to gaze thither long and fixedly. With all eyes upon their leader, the men wait and listen some cautiously try the hammers of their carbines and loosen a few cartridges in the loops of their prairie belts. A signal from Lane brings Mr. Royoe, the young second lientenaut. to his side. It is the boy's first experience of the kind, and his

heart is thumping, but "he means to^be one of the foremost in the charge when the time comes. Watching closely, the nearest men can see that the captain is pointing out some object nearer at hand than they supposed, and the first sergeant, crouching to a neighboring rock, looks cautiously over, and then eagerly motions to others to join him.

The Apache hiding place is not three hundred yards away. }$ Down the mountain side to the west and np the range to the north their sentries keep vigilant guard against surprise bnt what man of their number dreams for an instant that on the south, between them and the Mexican line, there is now closing in to the attack a little troop of veteran campaigners, led by a man whom they have learned to dread before now? Invisible from the valley below or the heights np the range, their smoldering fires can be plainly seen from where Lane and his men are now concealed. But nothing else can be distinguished.

Far over to the western side of the valley the faint red glow tells where lie the ruins of the ranch their young warriors had destroyed, and any moment now their exultant yells may be heard as they come scampering back to camp after a night of deviltry, and then eftferybody will be up and moving off and well on the way southward before the sun gets over the crest. Lane knows he must make his dash before they can return. TJtiere would be little hope of rescue for the poor souls lying there bound and helpless, with all those fierce young fighters close at hand.

The word is passed among the men: "Follow closely, but look well to your footing. Dislodge no stones." Then, slowly and stealthily as before, on they go—this time down the hill towards the faint lights of the Indian bivouac' A hundred yards more and Lane holds up his band, a signal to halt and here he gives Mr. Royce a few instructions in a low tone. The youngster nods hishe^d and mutters to several of the menasne passes: "Follow me." They disappear among the rocks and trees to the right, and it is evident that they mean to "work around to the east of the bivouac, so as to partially incirclethem. Little by little the wan light grows brighter, and close at hand objects far more distinct An Indian is ju3t passing in front of the nearest blaze' and is lost in the gloom among the stunted trees. One or two forms are moving about, but they can only dimly be distinguished. Lane argues, however, that they are getting ready to move and no time is to be lost. "Spread out now," is the order, "well to the right and left, and move forward. Be very careful." And once more they resume their catlike advance. Nearer and nearer they creep upon the unsuspecting foe, and soon many a forth of sleeping Apache can be made out, lying around in the grassy basin in which they are hiding for the night. Lane motions to Corp. Riley to come close to his side. "I can see nothing that looks like prisoners they must be among the trees there, where that farthest fire is burning. Keep close to me with your men. Pass the word to the right, there. All ready."

And now they are so near the Indians that the voices of one or two squajgoan be heard chatting in low tones*, 'tMRpw© feeble wail of an infant is for a moment brought to their straining ears then far out over the level valley to the west there is a sound that causes Lane's blood to tingle—faint, distant, but unmistakable—a chorus of Apache yells. The raiders are coming back: it is time to strike the blow. Now or never seems to be the word as the men glance at their leader and then into each other's ines. "Forward! no shot, no sooad, till they see us: then cheer like mad as you charge! Come on, men!"

Quickly now following his lead, they go leaping down the hillside. Thirty— fifty yards without mishap or discovery. Sixty, and still no sound from the defense then a sudden stumble, the rattle of a carbine sliding down the rocks, a muttered execration: then a shrill, piercing scream from the midst of the bivouac then "Charge!"

In they go!—the "Devil's own D's." The still air rings with their wild hurrahs and the crash of their carbines. The flame jets light up the savage scene and show squaws and screaming children rushing for shelter among the rocks Apache warriors springing from the ground, «rme manfully facing the rush of the (be, others fleeing like women down the hillside.

Never halting an instant, the Boldiers dash through the camp, driving the dusky occupants helter skelter. Lane finds himself confronted one instant by a savage warrior whose eyes gleam like tiger's under the thatch of coarse black hair, and whose teeth gnash in fury as he tries to force a fresh cartridge into his breech loader. No time for Lane to reload. He cluba his carbine, and the hammer comes crashing down on the Indian's skull just as Corp. Riley drives a bullet through his heart "Look to the captives, man!" shouts Lane. "Don't follow me! Drive them! drive them, Royce!" are his ringing orders, as he himself dashes on past the fires and into the feeble morning light beyond.

Bang! bang! the carbines are ringing through the rocks and trees cheer upon cheer goes up from the little command, mingled with Indian yells and the screams of the terrified children. "Riley's got 'em, sir," he hears his boy trumpeter call. "Some of 'em, anyhow. There's two white women." "Never mind, lad," he answers. "Don't sound the recall till I tell yon."

And again his ringing voice is heard among the tumult: "Forward! forward! drive them! keep them on the run, men

And so for five minutes longer, firing whenever a savage head appears, inflicting and receiving many a savage blow, bnt still victoriously forcing their way onward, the little band follow their leader down the rocks until apparently not an Apache is left in the immediate neighborhood of the old camp. Then at last the trumpet peals oat its signal recall

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guarding against the possibility of leaving some wounded comrade among the rocks, the little command finally gathers once more around the fires in the camp.

Riley and his men have disappeared A shout from up the rocks in the well known Irish voice gives the glad intelligence that he has brought with him all the prisoners he could find in camp. "There are three women, sir, and two little children—two girls they're so frightened that 1 can hardly find out much from them, but they say there was no more left." "Very well, thenL Now, men, open out right and left, and fell back very slowly. Sergeant, take six of the men and move up so as to be close to Riley in case they attack from the flank. Are we all here? Are any wounded or hurt?" He asks the question with a little stream of blood trickling down from his left temple, but of which he seems perfectly unaware either an arrow or a bullet has torn the skin and made quite a furrow through the hair. "Murphy, sir," says one of the men, "is shot through the arm, and Lathrop has got a bullet in the leg but they're only flesh wounds: they're lying here just back of us."

Lane turns about and finds two of his men looking a little pale, but perfectly plucky and self possessed. "We'll get you along all right, men," he says: "don't worry. Now, lads, turn about every ten or fifteen steps, and see that they don't get close upon you. Look well to the left."

Then slowly they fall back towards the pass. Every now and then a shot comes whizzing by. as the Apaches regain courage and creep up to their, abandoned camp. But not until they are well back over the ridge, and Riley and his little party, fairly carrying their rescued captives, are nearly out of harm's way, do the scattered warriors begin to realize how few in number their assailants must be. Rallying shouts can be heard among the rocks, and then there come the thunder of hoofs out on the plain below and the answering yells of the returning raiders. "Run to Corp. Riley and tell him to make all the haste he can," Lane orders his trumpeter. "Tell him to go back to the horses, and then, as soon as he has left his women in a safe place there, to throw up stone shelters wherever it is possible. Royce, you look out for this front. I will go to the left. If any of your men are hit, have them picked up and moved rapidly to the rear of course, we can't leave any wounded to fall into their hands but, where possible, keep your men under cover and keep under yourself, sir don't let me see you exposing yourself unnecessarily, as I did a while ago."

And once again the retreat is resumed. Lane looks anxiously among the rocks down the hill to his left, every instant expecting to see the young braves hurrying to the assault. But now, as though in obedience to the signals of some leader, the Apaches cease their pursuit. Lane well knows that the matter is not yet concluded, but is thankful for the respite. Still warily his little force continues the withdrawal, and, without further molestation, reaches the gorge of the San Simon, and sqon comes^ in sight of the dip among the rocks where the horses are still hidden. Here, too, Corp. Riley and his men are busily at work heaping up little breastworks of rock, and Lane directs that while the wounded—there are three now—are carried down to where the rescued women and children are lying, the other men fall to and help. In five minutes there are over a score of them at work, and not one instant too soon. (Jcrp. Donnelly, who has been posted, mounted, at the western entrance to the dcSlo. comes clattering in to say that at least a hundred Indians are swarming down the ridge.

And now" the fight that opens is one in which the odds are greatly against the defenders. Lane has just time to climb to the height on the east and take one long look with his glasses

over the flats beyond the pass, praying for a sight of a dust cloud towards the Pyramid Spur, when with simultaneous crash of musketry and chorus of yells the Apaches come sweeping down to the attack.

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DOMESTIC SCIENCE.

PLAN TO ADD IT TO THE STUDIE8 Op COLLEGES FOR WOMEN.

Synopsis ot a Lecture on the Subject

by

Nn, Ellen S. Richards—She Advocates Teaching the Theory of Housework. Details of What She Proposes.

It i. quite probable that, within a few years instruction on domestic science will be given in some of the! leading colleges for women, like Vassur, Smith and Wellesley. Mrs. Ellen S. Richards, of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, herself ncolr-' graduate, has formulated the opinions of iu :uy college women upon this question and presented them in a paper on "The Relation of College Women to Progress and Domestic Science," which she read recently before a meeting of tho Intercollegiate Alumnae association.

She says that for some years eminent men have taken pleasure in discussing college women as to their mental ability, their moral and physical status, their predilection for matrimony, voting, or the presidency, but that these same men seem to have ignored considering what kind of home coltege women should make, the position they should take on the servant question, and the influence they should have on that center and source of political economy, the kitchen.

Mrs. Richards say0 that notwithstanding all this the college woman has gone serenely on her way, making her place in the world by her practical ability without any fuss, until she is found today in the thick of many a fight a leader for the right and for the amelioration of every class. She says that in the prospectus of Yassar college, issued iu 1SG5, the statement was made that a young woman in college was in danger of forming tastes and habits tending to unfit her for her allotted sphere.

VASSAR'S EARLY COURSK:

And so the managers of Vassar in that year assured fathers aud mothers who thought of sending their daughters to college that domestic economy would be taught theoretically through text books and lectures, that visible illustrations would be furnished in the college kitchen, larder and laundry, with reference to the selection of meats, vegetables and other articles of food, their preparation for the table, the arrangement of a pantry, the setting and serving of a table, carving, care of silver and cutlery, washing, iron ing, and so on, and so on. The prospectus also announced: "Regular hours for sew ing will be allotted to all the students, first for the repair of their wardrobes and then for ornamental or benevolent objects of their own selection. In these sewing groups, under the direction of competent teachers, opportunity will be afforded for many useful suggestions, and to some extent regular instruction may be given in plain and ornamental needlework." "So rapidly did the ideas of college education for women change," writes Mrs. Richards, "that three years later the only vestige of this programme left was tbe sewing hour, and even that has long since been abolished. You will notice that this is the old idea of learning to do a thing by doing it over and over again, tho idea of the trades schools, whore the apprentice has to go through all the steps day by day mechanically till he cannot help doing it in a right way. All former efforts to teach domestic worlc in school have been on thia trade school idea. Is it any wonder that the young women themselves have rendered all such attempts more or less futile? "They had a truer idea of the value of their time in ''School

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spirit of the age has evolved a new theory of education out of the increased knowledge we have gained through the discoveries of science. We now can tcach the principles of all trades—that is, the fundamental laws of nAtter and form—in a few months with just sufficient practice to illustrate principles, and we must bring our teaching of domestic science into harmony with the broader education of the times.

SUBJECTS TO BE STUDIED.

"First, the subject should be put in the college curriculum 011 a par with the other sciences, aud as a summing up of all the science teaching of the course, for cheni istry, physiqs, physiology, biology, aud especially bacteriology are only the stepping stones of sanitary science. Therefore in the junior or senior year, after the student has a good groundwork of these sciences, there should be given a course of at least two lectures a week and four hours of practical work, the lectures to treat of: "1. The house and its foundations and surroundings from a sanitary view point, as well as an architectural one. "2. The mechanical apparatus of the house, heating, lighting, ventilation, drain age, etc., including methods of testing their efficiency. "3. Furnishing and general care of a house, including the chemistry of cleaning. "4. Food and clothing of a family, applied physiology, chemistry of food, and nutrition. "5. Relation of domestic service to the general question of labor, with a discussion of present conditions and proposed reforms. "The practical work should consist of: "I. Visits of inspection, accompanied by the instructor, to houses in process of construction, to those of good and bad types, of both old and new. "2. Visits to homes where the housekeeper has put in practice some or all of the theork of modern sanitary and economic living. "3. Conferences with successful and progressive housekeepers. "4. Practical work and original investigation in tbe laboratory of sanitary chemistry. .. "Think you a yftuug woman, after a year of this study, will be less fitted to manage a modern household than one who has made beds, washed dishes, or learned darning all through her college course? I venture to say that no work more worthy of the cbllegiate alumnae or more far reaching in its possibilities for good can be under taken than the formation of home science clubs, not only by every association branch, but wherever half a dozen women can be found with patience and courage enough to study the local condition* af.'ecting home life."—New York Sun.

Woman's Hard Work.

The hardest part of the work of a woman who is a housekeeper and head of a family is that it is so broken, and generally performed in such a piecemeal manner. She has to stop her sewing to nurse the children, and she cooks while she runs ic twenty directions to attend to various other matters. Sometimes a bed cannot be made without two or tI'vee interruptions before it Is finished

When she tries to do anything of more consequence the case is complicated a hundred fold. A woman ought to have twio* the credit that she receives for any headwork, because she not only does the work, but makes tbe time to do it in—has to it by management and "working in snatches."—Housewife.

FUtccnth Century Ilcndsear. It is not easy, even fes "extremists in style," to comprehend the fasciuation of "veils upon veils," as worn four and five centuries ago. At one period tha wives and daughters of well to do citizens were satisfied with nothing less than a framework of brass or wire rods upon which to rest the fashionable structure of such gauzy fabric as their purses could command never less than two feet, often three feet or more, the precious veiling was upreared, floating over the shoulders like gossamer streamers. A season later additional breadths were in request as a face protector, and swiftly following came Dame Fashion's order for a limitless amount of material, to be so bowed and twisted over a starched underpinning as to reach fabulous heights. A fearless preacher of the times likened a woman wearing one of those hideous fol-de-ro!s among a group of men to a tall cedar surrounded by small bushes.

These and other absurd head coverings were contemporaneous, so it is affirmed, with a period marking the last agonies of feudal France iind England. The dissoluteness qf the times can hardly be overdrawn these exaggerations were the "outward signs of an inward and spiritual curse." An illustrated work of that period, now preserved iu the British museum, informs us that all the headdresses therein portrayed "jostle each other, revealitr: absolute anarchy in taste."—Harper's

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A woman 60 years old has farmed near Notawaka with continuous success. Iler place is small, yet she makes money and gives liberally to tho needy. She never leaves her farm except to attend the meetings of a woman's suffrage society.

A Hiawatha woman who has a husband helpless from rheumatism has kept him and a large family of children by directing work on an eighty acre farm. She is a sealous worker in church and Sunday school, and says she owes no one a cent. Her farm and buildings are in better shape than those of her more fortunate neighbors.—Kansas Cor. Chicago Tribune.

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Is that Impurity of tho Mood which produces unsightly lumps or swellings in tho neck which causes running sores on the arms, legs, or feet which develops ulcers in the eyes, ears, or nose, often causing blindness or deafness which is the origin of pimples, cancerous growths, or "humors which,fastening upon the lungs, causes consumption and death. It is the roost ancient of all diseases, and very few persons are entirely free from it.

Tee" CURED

By taking Hood's Sarsaparilla, which, by the remarkable cures it has accomplished, has proven Itself to be a potent and peculiar medicine for this disease. If you suffer from scrofula, try Hood's Sarsaparilla, "Every spring my wife and children have beat troubled with scrofula, my little boy, three years old, being a terrible sufferer. T-a«t spring he was one mass of sores from head to feet. We all took Hood's Sarsaparffls, and all have been cured ot the scrofula. Mjr little boy is entirely free from sores, and all four of my children look bright and healthy." W. B. ATHEBTOX, Passaic City, N. 3.

Hood's Sarsaparilla

OMdbrsndniggteto. «l stxforfS. Preparedaafcr by C. X. HOOD A CO, Apothecaries Lowell*

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