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RECAPTURED.
A STORY OF THE APACHE DAYS IN ARIZONA.
BY CAPTAIN CHARLES KING, U.S.A.
There was a boy at old Camp Sandy once upon a time when white men werescarce in Arizona, and from the day he was ten years old this boy'sconsuming desire was to help "clean out," as he heard the soldiersexpress it, a certain band of mountain Apaches that had surprised andslaughtered a small party of people in whose welfare he felt especialinterest, for the reason that there was with them a little fellow of hisown age. They had sojourned at Sandy only three days, and then, deaf toremonstrance, had gone on their way up into the mountains "prospecting";but during those three days the two youngsters had been inseparable."Sherry" Bates, the sergeant's son, had done the honors of the post forJimmy Lane, the miner's boy; had proudly exhibited the troop quarters,stables, and corrals; had taken him ac