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to divide the company and send a small party down to the Pimo villages for fresh supplies. On the return of this party they all started up the Salinas from its junction with the Rio Verde or San Francisco. At that point they were joined by a party of fourteen Maricopas, under the chief Juan Chivaria, headed by our friend Cyrus Lennan, who had volunteered to join the expedition. Stock had been stolen at the Maricopa Wells from Mr. Rogers who was hauling up the Indian goods; also from the Maricopas. Lennan had generously offered his aid to recover the animals. As it subsequently appeared this stock was stolen by Mr. Rogers's vaquero. I saw two of the mules myself in Tucson. The Indians, however, were killed on general principles, and the recovery of the stolen animals did them no good in this world or the next. Another American named Fisher accompanied the expedition. All joined and traveled a day and night through Endless Cañon; scaled it, and traveled for thirty-five miles on the ridge, when they descended into a small

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was no outlet to the valley, and no way of getting | tile demonstrations as if bantering the white into it other than the way the company entered. men to come up and fight them. King WoolThey were still on the trail of the missing ani- sey sent up Tonto Jack, an interpreter, to mals; stopped at what is now called Bloody learn what they had to say, and at the same Tanks, and having traveled all night without time to tell them it was not the wish of his eating, they built up a fire for the first time in party to fight them; that he wanted them to daylight and set about cooking their morning come down and he would give them some pirepast. As soon as the fire blazed up some nole. As a reason for this invitation it is alIndians answered it by building another on leged that nobody could tell whether the Inthe top of a high mountain to the east. Not dians were friends or enemies. Mr. Dye states long after the Indians discovered themselves, that when they came close enough to talk they and advancing toward the camp began wav- were very bold in their manner, and said, taunting their guns, yelling, and making other hos-ingly: "We are your enemies; we have stolen

CASAS GRANDAS.

Mr. Lennan's body was wrapped up in a blanket and packed on his own saddle-mule as far down as the junction of the Salinas and Rio Verde. It was found impossible to carry it any farther, and his companions dug a grave and buried it near a cotton-wood tree, upon which they cut his name and the day of the month. A brush-fire was made over the grave to destroy the traces and keep the Indians from finding the body. The Maricopas then left, and those of the party who belonged north returned to the Hasiampa.

Mr. Lennan was a young man of kindly and genial manners, much beloved by all who knew him. His death derived a sad interest to me from the fact that he had shown great hospitality to us during our sojourn at the Pimo villages, and subsequently had been our guide and companion to the Casas Grandas. I was most favorably impressed by his good-nature and friendly interest in the objects of our tour, and felt that we, as well as our fellow-traveler Ammi White, had suffered a personal loss.

your horses and cattle; we have killed you of them were recognized as l'inals, belonging whenever we could; and will continue to kill to the tribe of Mangus Colorado. Twenty you whenever we meet you. If you are not Tontos and four Pinals lay dead upon the squaws, come on and fight us." After a long ground. Others were seen running off with the talk, and the profession of peaceful intentions blood streaming from their wounds, and it is on the part of Woolsey and his command, the supposed some of them died. Of the whole Indians were finally persuaded to come into number that came into the council it is esticamp. Most of them laid down their arms out- mated that not over five or six escaped. Durside as directed; a few secreted their bows and ing the fight there were more Indians seen on arrows under their serapas; and while they the hills; but they were afraid to come down. were talking others, coming in one by one, The scene of this massacre has been appropribrought the remaining arms along with them, ately named the "Bloody Tanks." till some thirty or thirty-five were gathered in camp. Woolsey told them, after some talk, that he would give them a passport, informing all Americans that they were good people, and requesting that they should be treated as friends, with which, he said, they would be all right hereafter; nobody would molest them. Par-amuck-a, the chief, came up, and waving his hand with a haughty air, ordered Woolsey to smooth a place on the sand for him to sit upon; that he was a great chief, and didn't choose to sit on the rocks while talking. Woolsey, suppressing his indignation, calmly folded up a red blanket and offered it to the chief. Par-a-muck-a sullenly accepted the gift, and spreading it upon the ground sat down. These were the preliminaries of an Arizonian "treaty." Then Woolsey called up eight of the Maricopas and stationed them on his left, informing them that they should assist in signing the document. The white men were drawn up on the right, and were instructed to be on hand." These movements created a good deal of suspicion. The strange Indians were evidently uneasy. For a moment there was a deathlike silence. Suddenly Woolsey drew his pistol, leveled it, and shot Per-amuck-a dead on the spot. This was the signal for the signing of the treaty. Simultaneously the whole party commenced firing upon the Indians, slaughtering them right and left. Lennan stood in advance of the Maricopas, and was warned by Woolsey to make sure of a lame Indian with a lance, who was eying him suspiciously. "I'll look out for him," was Lennan's reply; and the slaughter became general. Those of the Indians who were not shot down instantly fought with desperation, retreating a little way and then turning back. Some of them kept running, and shot their arrows as they ran. The fight, if such it could be called, lasted seven or eight minutes. Lennan had incautiously closed upon and shot an Indian near him, forgetting the lame one against whom he had been cautioned, who the next moment ran him through the body with his lance. Dye coming up killed this Indian. Lennan fell back on the ground, exclaiming, "I am killed!" He lived only a few minutes. The lance passed directly through his breast, cutting a portion of his heart. The only other person wounded was Tonto Jack, who was shot in the neck with an arrow. Juan Chivaria, the Maricopa chief, fought with great courage, and did good service. These were found to be Tonto and Pinal Apaches. Four

AT HOME.

SMOKE-SHROUDED was the shell-plowed field,
Charge followed charge through fire and flame,
Once more our stubborn line of steel

Stood as the dark squares onward came.
Our Colonel, faint and smitten sore,

Spurned down the gusts of leaden rain,
"Close up, dear boys, our Flag before

Has never called in vain!"

His voice filled up the thin ranks torn,
Twin cheers and volleys rent the vale,
Our standard-bearer, pressing on,

Fell in the answering hail.

A stripling caught his dear bequest,

Straight to their midst he hewed his way,
Flung out our banner o'er their crest,
And held a score at bay.

Loud rang behind our tribute roar,

Fast in his steps our rifles pressed,
And reached him staining with his gore

The standard on his breast.
As soft we raised him-for the day

Was won-his white lips flecked with foam,
Faint murmured as he strove to pray,

"O! will they hear of this at Home!"

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THE most inexplicable interruption of plan

Various experiences were given to show

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outset of the career of the United States steamer S. An instance of this, and the only one of sufficient interest to merit record, resulted in her participation in a week of events most interesting and exciting.

These have been jotted down, for though three years of blockade may have rendered them not unusual, yet their minutia seem rarely to find access to the public eye.

On the morning of the 3d of December, '63, the S left Washington, bound for New Orleans, having an iron-clad in tow. Farewells had been spoken, and the departure was looked upon as the beginning of a long cruise. There were the usual regrets and longing glances cast backward toward the receding city; and neither the beauty of the weather nor a bracing, invigorating breeze, could wholly dispel anxiety as to the uncertain future. Toward evening the clouds began to gather, and an increasing mistiness of the atmosphere gave indications of a

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pletely through a wooden ship, the great momentum, etc., and an argument was even started as to how far she would probably get into the ward-room before we could get out; as to the depth of water, too, the width of the river, and various interesting concomitants of escape from a sinking ship; when suddenly, as if a thunder-bolt had struck, there came a crash, a heavy lurch, a shiver of the whole ship-and, quicker than words can describe it, away went chairs, plates, and table, and every one vanished through the door and up the ladder. Yet not every one either, for a ward-room boy, simultaneously with the noise and concussion, had tumbled against a stancheon, and, in spite of the emergency and apparently imminent peril, it was most laughable to see his horror-stricken, despairing countenance, as, with eyes turned upward, round and white as saucers, and knees knocking together, he ejaculated, "Oh! we're gone!" On deck all was at first black as Erebus. There was running hither and thither; cries for help from the water; flashing of lanterns and loud shouts of command. The fact that we were still afloat was at once apparent, but the probabilities of remaining so were a question. The lights of the iron-clad showed her to be on our quarter, and not in contact with us; but a black object, like a phantom-ship, under full sail, was slowly drifting astern, and by the glimmer

of lights on her deck all doubts as to the nature at least of our disaster began to resolve. Something or other had plainly run into us, and it was not our friend the iron-clad. As soon as the crash of collision was heard her engines had been stopped, her helm put hard aport, and she had sheered off, almost grazing our quarter. A boat was instantly lowered in answer to the cry for help which had appeared to come from the water, as well as to render assistance, if need be, to the other colliding ship. In this boat, with the sailing-master, went the surgeon, to look out for those who might perchance be wounded. Meantime, by the aid of half a dozen lights and considerable trouble, an approximate idea of our own injury was arrived at.

The ship had struck the S-forward of the wheel-house on the port side, and carried away nearly the whole of it, as well as apparently a part of the wheel itself. But more, and worse than all, five or six men were missing. The pumps were sounded as soon as possible, with the result of assuring us that the ship's hull was uninjured; not an inch of water was making. As quiet was now restored, the first thought perhaps to many was the natural one, after the discussion of the early part of the evening-"This is the end of this cruise, at any rate!" The next, and more humane one, was of anxiety for our poor fellows who must have been lost overboard.

As one boat's crew was away, the names and even the number of the missing ones could not at once be ascertained; and the return of the absent boat was awaited with deep interest.

Upon boarding the other vessel, which had soon drifted out of sight in the darkness, she was found to be the W, a brig out of Boston, with lumber, bound for Washington. Her captain was found in a state of great nervous trepidation, either from imminent danger of going down-as he at once said his ship was leaking -or from anticipation of being severely handled for running into a man-of-war. Whatever may have been the cause, he shook as with an ague. We soon had reason, however, to form a good opinion of him; for though having but few men, and knowing his own ship to be badly injured, perhaps sinking, he had instantly lowered his boat as the same cry we had heard reached his ears, and had succeeded in picking up two of our missing men.

These two had been found together, both wounded by the wheel, which had struck them as they fell-one, who could swim, heroically holding up his companion, who could not, till assistance should arrive. The injury received by the brig was rather severe, and amounted to having a hole stove through her port bow, about ten feet in length by three or four in breadth, smashing several bunks, and rather unceremoniously dislodging their occupants. In this nice little aperture were stowed about a dozen square feet of our iron sheathing and a good part of our wheel and wheel-house. Farther aft than this were a few other evidences of collision of a similar nature as well as torn rigging, dislodged lumber, etc. The captain and mate, upon going below with our officers, surveyed the major opening through which the outside darkness was visible with rueful countenances, but of course denied any fault in the matter on their part, and even talked of damages of another nature to be recovered by a court. The result of the investigation and inquiry was a conviction that the brig had been recklessly steered across the S's hawse under a mistaken idea as to distance, and suddenly, when too late, the helm had been put hard down. She was found to be not leaking badly, and was therefore left with no misgivings as to her sinking. The two wounded and halfdrowned men were properly cared for and taken back to the S. The other missing men were never found or heard of, and must have been killed outright by our powerful wheels.

It was impossible of course for us now to proceed, and a report was made of the extent of our injury to the commander of the iron-clad. As it happened a commodore was on board, who gave orders for us to return to Washington, and took the responsibility of proceeding in the ironclad without escort to Fortress Monroe.

Upon that accident depended the events to be narrated, for the circumstances of war wait for no repairs, and another ship supplied our place at New Orleans. Weeks passed, and with completion of repairs came most agreeable orders for a cruise, on what is called the outer blockade, a sort of independent search for blockade-runners, any where between two or more defined points. In the latter part of January we

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passed ere a sail was made and we gave chase. There was no black smoke to mark her as a blockade-runner, but all sails were to be overhauled without distinction. It proved to be merely a schooner heavily laden but having cor

Another and another were chased with the same result, then a steam transport filled with our own soldiers, and the next day several craft of various description. But on the morning of the third day out, having arrived upon the appointed cruising ground, a thin curl of dark smoke was descried upon the horizon.

With the most pleasing confidence in the un-rect papers. surpassed speed of the Sit will surely not be wondered at that every day's delay seemed most irksome. We were anxious to try her to advantage behind the swiftest of the blockadebreakers, and when upon leaving Norfolk she tried a run of fifteen or twenty miles for the benefit of the admiral, and accomplished the distance at the rate of fourteen and a half knots an hour, the eagerness for active service increased.

On the morning of the 28th we steamed seaward. Does any one whose days are filled with the anxieties of business or the allurements of pleasure ever wonder how the hours pass on a cruiser, where the monotony of the most routine of all routines reigns for days together? The most unimportant and trivial subjects excite debate, the most worn and threadbare remarks on more than threadbare past events spice the meals and fill up the chinks. The past experience of most of our officers afforded vivid examples of such a life, and though instead of an inside blockade we were to try now for the first time an outside and freer one, yet we could not but anticipate a good deal more of the same sort of monotony.

Yet we were destined to most agreeable disappointment. Scarcely were twenty-four hours

Down went the helm, around came the ship's prow. Four bells!* and we were off for the anticipated prize. The wind blew freshly, dead ahead, and the white-capped waves tossed their spray over our bows, but so low were we in the water that it hindered us but little. An hour passed and yet another, and the wheel-houses and upper deck of the chase were above the horizon. The distance between us, at first about twelve miles, had now decreased by three, but a thin mist filled the atmosphere and was slowly settling upon the whole sea. Speculations as to whether the chase were a prize or one of our own steamers had been all along rife, but her actions began to convince us. Evidently a swift steamer, the foam under her paddle-wheels, which could plainly be seen by a glass, as well as the increased volume of smoke from her fires, evidenced a desire to escape. Interest increased, and repeatedly were glasses leveled to measure Ahead fast-to the engineers.

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