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Updated: May 20, 2025
Two days after my arrival at the Territorial capital I was ordered to proceed alone to Los Pinos, a town two hundred miles south, in the valley of the Rio Grande, and report to Captain Bayard, commanding officer of a column preparing for a march to Arizona. On reaching Algodones, on the eastern bank of the great river, I was visited by a Catholic priest.
The Mexican boy grasped the proffered hand, and said, "My name is Manuel Perea, of Algodones." "We are the sons of the commanding officer at the fort. Can't you come and see us next holiday?" "I should much like to; I will ask the fathers if I may." "Come over, and we will try to make your visit pleasant." "How well you speak Spanish!
"I was told at the fort that she has offered five thousand dollars to the man who will bring Manuel to her," said Frank. "I wish I could bring him in for nothing." "Brenda says she believes we shall find him somehow," Henry said. "I hope she is right, for I saw his mother at Algodones and promised her to rescue him or become a prisoner with him." "So she wrote me at Los Pinos," I replied.
Saying something to him in an undertone, the boy dismounted and approached me with Henry, who said, in Spanish: "This is Manuel Augustine Perea y Luna, of Algodones. It is he who planned the escape when I told him there were soldiers near."
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