Charles A. Curtis, Captured by the Navajos
“ A little after midnight the moon rose over the mountains and bathed the valley in a beautiful light.As the moon cleared herself from the summits of the range and her rays fell upon the line of paling camp-fires of the Indians, my field-glass revealed the fact that the raiders had departed. Ponies and riders were gone. In the whole length and breadth of the Great Valley not a living being was in sight outside the limit of our encampment. ”
