Our handsome sheriff, Mr…

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at Silver Creek was rob- bed of blankets, cooking utensils, etc., last week. One Jones, who had been in the camp for some time and left the night of the robbery with a party of Mormons for Mexico, is accused of the theft. From ihe March 21, 1890, Issue of The Enterprise Our handsome sheriff, Mr. Whitehill, while engaged in hunting for Brock, the murderer of the Chinaman, had the misfortune to tumble into one of the many Mexican shafts on the Pacific vein openings. His rotundity alone saved him; the Mexican who timbered that shaft must have been gifted with prophetic foresight, and evidently divined that some day a large man would tumble into the opening, and whose safety depended on an extra amount of adipose, which would lap over the timbers and thus check a downward course. It required but a moment to extricate him from his uncomfortable position. At Deming yesterday, sixty bucks, squaws and papooses, were on route to Fort Union, to be “eddicated”. Among the lot was “Kids” family, who has been committing depredations in Ari- zona. An officer in command gives it out cold that there are seven Apaches on the war path, besides the renegades in Old Mexico.