TEXAS INDIAN PAPERS, 1860-1916 345 the deer, and when I showed him the deer he looked in the di- rection of the deer and then turned his head to the left. toward the bluff and started to run toward me and said "1\Iy God Ste\·e the world is just alive with Indians" he says to me "the best thing we can do is to make that mountain" I says no let's stay right here and give them all we've got. Him and his son started for the mountain. I looked and saw four Indians, and I said "Walker come back and let's give them a fight right here." He kept on going and I struck in behind them, I was about twenty yards behind the boy, and the boy was about five or six feet behind his father. We had made a little point of timber in there about two hundred and fifty yards from the Spring. About that time, here came the Indians charging us from the direction of the Spring, the biggest portion of them came from the North side of the Spring. We then fell down on our bellies and they charged all around us. They had passed us, and we all started for a bluff in the creek, and when we got in about one hundred yards of the creek bluff the Indians charged us again. When we got down in the creek the Indians came charging right along the edge of it and commenced shooting down the creek at us. I commenced shooting and then two run around the head of the branch and got in behind us. I was shooting at the Indians in front' of us and he was watching the Indians behind us. He kept raising his gun to his face and taking it down again, and while he was doing that he was shot by the two Indians that got behind us. I think the snot went through him and wounded his son, they both sung out "wounded" about the same time. The old man fell right over backwards his son was lying on his oelly, and the old roan was setting on his knee watching the ln- dians on the other side the creek. After this shot they spoke but few words to me and they were both gasping for the breath. '!'he old man said to me "Steve if you get out alive have me buried decent, and go to Mr Ayres and get the money that is due on the hay" the boy said "My Lord Steve I am killed" while they were gasping I shot at an Indian and he gave a yell and I started down the creek in the direction I shot, they did not follow me. I went through a black jack thicket and got lost, and struck old man Rodger's house, at about one o'clock. The Indians were \\-·ell mounted. I came into town and got a detail of soldiers and went back, and got there about 11 o'clock last night. There were thirty seven Indians I counted them, I think they had about nine Spencer guns, and the remainder I think
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