Old Tales of the Southwest
"Desert Raid"
At the opening 1869 Josiah Emery, a Maine youth of 24, was in charge of the
stage station at New River on the Colorado desert. His brothers, Herbert
and Henry, and his father, William S. Emery, were in charge of other similar
stations at Cooks Wells, Laguna and Seven Wells. With the exception
of a hired man, Josiah was alone most of the time at this isolated desert
spot, which was in the path of immigrants to California and of those gentlemen
the road who sometimes found rich spoils among these newcomers, a few passing
south with from the mines, and among lingering at the stations. Bandit Shoots Youth
As Emery truned to take the garment from his stock he heard the click
of a pistol and glanced around. The bandit had fired at the back of the
young man;s head, but the ball struck him sidewise across the mouth, tearing
out teeth and causing him to fall. He lay behind the counter in an
unconscious state for some time. He Rides for Aid
The cook did not come back and Josiah saddled a horse. Suffering great
pain he rode 18 miles to the Alamo station where father and Henry were. Father
at once hitched two horses to a wagon and drove to Yuma with Josiah for a
doctors care. A Profitable Meeting
Capt. William S. Emery saild for California in the Louisana in the fall of
1849, via Cape Horn. He did not arrive at San Francisco until the spring
of 1850, owing to the severity of the weather. On that voyage and on another
made several years later he sailed into San Diego harbor. At a hotel in Old
Town he met a brother Mason who was owner of several stage stations
on the line from Los Angeles to Arizona, on the Colorado desert, now Imperial
valley. Stations Are Bases
As kept by the Emery family, these desert stations were real oases. Horses
on the Butterfield Overland stage line were changed there. Immigrants were
cared for. These in 1869 were mainly people coming across the plains from
Texas. They would start out with everything they needed for setting up homes
in California, but sometimes by the time they had reached the desert stations
they were in desperate straits, willing to exchange anything they had left
for food and clothing. |
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