The Quarterly of the Texas State Historical Association, Volume 3, July 1899 - April, 1900 Page: 212
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212 Texas Historical Association Quarterly.
she gently smoothed back my hair indicating that she was very
proud of her suffering victim. A white man with all the cruel in-
stincts of the savage was with them, and several times they threat-
ened to cut off our hands and feet if we did not stop crying, when
the woman in savage tones 'and gestures would scold, and they would
cease their cruel threats. We were captured just as the sun was
setting and were rescued the next morning. Neither of us was
scalped, as has been reported.
During the few hours we were their prisoners, the Indians never
stopped. 'Slowly and stealthily they pushed their way through the
settlement to avoid detection, and just as they halted for the first
time the soldiers suddenly came upon them, and firing commenced.
As the battle raged, the Indians were forced to take flight. There-
upon they pierced my little brother through the body, and striking
me with some sharp instrument on the side of the head they left
us for .dead, but we soon recovered sufficiently to find ourselves
alone in that dark dense forest, wounded and covered with blood.
Having been taught to ask God for all things, we prayed to our
Heavenly Father to take care of us, and direct us out of that lonely
place. I lifted my wounded brother, so faint and weak, and God
directing me we soon came to the edge of a large prairie, when as
far away as our swiniming eyes could penetrate we discovered a
company of horsemen. Supposing them to be Indians, frightened
beyond expression and trembling under my heavy burden, I rushed
back with him into the woods and hid behind some thick brush; but
those brave 'men, who were on the alert, dashing from place to place
hoping to find us, at last discovered us; and soon the clatter of
horses' hoofs was heard and the voices of our rescuers calling us by
name, assuring us they were our friends and had come to take care
of us. Lifting the almost unconscious little sufferer, I carried him
out, to them as best I could, and with all the tenderness and sym-
pathy of women, their eyes suffused with tears, those good men
raised us to their saddles and hurried off to camp where we received
every attention and kindness that mortal man could bestow.
We were kept in camp until the next day, when we were taken
to Don Carlos Ranch. There my brother remained under the skill-
ful treatment of Dr. Axsom and Dr. Hammond. I remained with
him only one night at Don Carlos, and the following day General
Albert Sydney Johnston, who was in command, took charge of me,
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