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Updated: June 22, 2025
Government ill-treatment of Cochise, the great chief of the Chiricaua Apaches, had set the whole tribe on the war-path for ten years. A military company, called the Tombstone Toughs, was organized in Southern Arizona to wipe them out, but accomplished nothing. Finally, America's greatest Indian fighter, General Crook, was sent to campaign in Arizona in 1885.
So when the smiling young deputy returned from a region where Cochise County had hitherto been unable to gather any taxes, and deposited a sum wherein every property-owner in that region was properly represented, here was good news with which to counteract accusations of laxity. And that was not all.
Carmena cast a significant glance toward Elsie, who had ventured back to renew the fire in her oven. "How about Cochise getting out of hand? All the time it's harder to hold him. He's beginning to bristle up even to you." Slade's tobacco-stained teeth showed in a grin of contemptuous indifference. "Bah. I'll pull his head off if he gits sassy, and he knows it." "Of course.
Cochise replied with a long statement of his own grievances beginning with the incident wherein Lieutenant Bascom was a main figure; he told of other cases wherein the white man had not shown up well. Many promises had been made to the Apaches but none had been kept.
It takes days to try Silver Phil, an' marshals an' sheriff gents is two weeks squanderin' about gettin' witnesses; an' all to as much trouble an' loss of time an' dinero as would suffice to round-up the cattle of Cochise county.
He said he apprehended that you might become per perturbed and commit an assault with a deadly weapon. He and Mena are talking things over now No, they're coming out. Want to hear Mena give it to Cochise?" The girl darted through the largest doorway.
"Cochise was hiding in Devil's Chute until you rode out of sight," he quavered. "He demanded tizwin. I convinced him that Slade took away every drop. He then threatened to seize you for his woman and torture Mr. Lennon, if I did not send down Elsie. I postponed the decision until your return." "All right, Dad. We persuaded him to let us come up.
An', say! I'm yere to express my regrets at them weaknesses. If I was a eddicated gent like Doc Peets is, you can put down all you has, I'd be the cunnin'est wolf that ever yelps in Cochise County. "'An' thar ain't no doubt of that, Boggs, observes Enright, as he reorganizes to go ahead with them Donna Anna mem'ries of his.
Just catch Jud Jud you know, the editor of the Cochise Branding Iron, and get him to telegraph a piece to the other papers that Artie Brower, celebrated jockey et ceterer, has met a violent death at Hooper's ranch, details as yet unknown. That's the catch-word, as I savey it. When this yere third party sees that, he goes and records the paper, and there you are!"
He dashed out the first opening and started to run through the front row of rooms, shouting at the top of his voice. "Slade! Slade!" he yelled. "Cochise Apaches! Defend yourself!" From the inner rooms on his right came back an angry bellow. "What the devil?" Lennon twisted aside through a black doorway. Farther in he saw a glimmer of light.
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