The Apache Wars: The Hunt for Geronimo, the Apache Kid, and the Captive Boy Who Started the Longest War in American History

29 Nov

The Apache Wars: The Hunt for Geronimo, the Apache Kid, and the Captive Boy Who Started the Longest War in American History

The Apache Wars: The Hunt for Geronimo, the Apache Kid, and the Captive Boy Who Started the Longest War in American History

Paul Andrew Hutton

Language: English

Pages: 427

ISBN: 2:00364497

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

In the tradition of Empire of the Summer Moon, a stunningly vivid historical account of the manhunt for Geronimo and the 25-year Apache struggle for their homeland

They called him Mickey Free. His kidnapping started the longest war in American history, and both sides--the Apaches and the white invaders—blamed him for it. A mixed-blood warrior who moved uneasily between the worlds of the Apaches and the American soldiers, he was never trusted by either but desperately needed by both. He was the only man Geronimo ever feared. He played a pivotal role in this long war for the desert Southwest from its beginning in 1861 until its end in 1890 with his pursuit of the renegade scout, Apache Kid.

In this sprawling, monumental work, Paul Hutton unfolds over two decades of the last war for the West through the eyes of the men and women who lived it. This is Mickey Free's story, but also the story of his contemporaries: the great Apache leaders Mangas Coloradas, Cochise, and Victorio; the soldiers Kit Carson, O. O. Howard, George Crook, and Nelson Miles; the scouts and frontiersmen Al Sieber, Tom Horn, Tom Jeffords, and Texas John Slaughter; the great White Mountain scout Alchesay and the Apache female warrior Lozen; the fierce Apache warrior Geronimo; and the Apache Kid. These lives shaped the violent history of the deserts and mountains of the Southwestern borderlands--a bleak and unforgiving world where a people would make a final, bloody stand against an American war machine bent on their destruction.

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scouts. A comet streaked across the night sky above them and he wanted them all to look at it closely. This comet was not a sign from the Dreamer, he declared, but rather a sign of the white man’s power. Mose left for the Cibecue a little before dawn, and, soon after, Carr’s column was in the saddle. They had not gone far when a courier from Fort Apache, John Colvig, handed a message to Captain Hentig. Major Melville A. Cochran, who had but sixty men to defend Fort Apache, sixteen of whom were

year were our worst enemies.” — It was not Geronimo—who Lieutenant Davis had discovered was distrusted by many Chiricahuas and feared by others because of his mystical powers—but rather Kaytennae who was suspected of sowing more unrest than corn at Turkey Creek. Davis learned that the Warm Springs warrior was plotting to kill him and then bolt the reservation. This plot was uncovered by Davis’s Apache spies, who had reported it directly to him because they distrusted Mickey Free. They told

nuts. The daughter was missing. Johnson’s Apache scouts followed pony tracks from the dead woman to a tiswin debauch in the nearby hills. The pony, which belonged to one of Johnson’s scouts, had then been set loose, and the scouts followed some familiar moccasin tracks straight back into the camp. But the scout they seized protested his innocence so vehemently that Johnson had second thoughts as he lodged the culprit in the guardhouse. “I sent my first sergeant, the famous Mickey Free, with a

William Ross, scout Archie McIntosh, striker Andrew Peisen, packmaster Tom Moore—and a small escort. Several Third Cavalry companies followed them in soon after. It would have been easy to mistake the bearded department commander, astride his mule, for a scout. Crook wore a cheap sack coat, civilian trousers, and a white cork helmet of the type used by the British in India. Crook had come to the White Mountains to recruit Apache scouts. The Apaches would come to know him as Nantan Lupan. Anxious

the soldiers pass by below. The Apaches hurried out of the mountains, crossed the Rio Grande, and sought safety to the west in the Black Range. Colonel Hatch claimed a victory over “three to four hundred” Apaches, an absurd exaggeration. Victorio had once again escaped, and Hatch had been fortunate merely to save Carroll’s command and avoid yet another debacle. The frustrated colonel now turned his attention to the Mescaleros. Joined by Grierson’s column from Texas, Hatch now marched on the

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