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Updated: May 15, 2025
At length we reached the spot where we were obliged to bid adieu to the Mariqua, and hold a westerly course across the country for Sicheley. At sundown we halted under a lofty mountain, the highest in the district, called "Lynchie a Cheny," or the Monkey's Mountain.
A man that will flash his roll like I did in Blackwater he deserves to get shot in the leg." He took his rope from the saddle and noosed the Indian about both arms, after which he stretched him out as he would a fighting wildcat and loosened the springs with his clamps. "What you do?" he inquired, "if I let you go?" "Go home!" snarled Manuel, "Lynchie no good me no likum.
Now listen, Mr. Injun you want to go home? You want to go see your squaw? Well, s'pose I let you loose, what you think you're going to do follow me up and shoot me for Lynch?" "No! No shootum for Lynchie!" denied the Apache vigorously. "Lynchie she say, busca mine! Busca gol' mine, savvy but 'nother man she say, you ketchum plenty money in pants."
"Big fat man," he lied and Wunpost smiled grimly he would tell this later to Eells. "Nope," he said and shook his head warningly at which the Indian seemed to meditate his plight. "Big tall man," he amended and Wunpost nodded. "Sure," he said. "What name you callum?" "Callum Lynchie," admitted the Apache with a sickly grin, "she come San Carlos busca scout."
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