Apache May
This is an oil painting I made and inspired by a picture
in Arizona Highways Magazine. The story about the little girl is as follows;
A band of Apaches had been raiding ranches in Southern
Arizona near the Mexico border. The effected settlers and ranches became
fed up with this practice and set out to chase down the Apaches. They were
found in the mountains on the Mexican side of the border. Gun fire broke
out on both sides and the Apaches fled into the boulders. The pursuers inspected
the Indian camp and came across many articles those Apaches had stolen from
them. To their surprise, an Apache baby was found in a bundle of blankets.
John Slaughter was the official law man in the group and took this fourteen
month old child back home in Arizona and adopted her into his family. There
were already other adopted children there, but Apache May was quite different
from them. The Oleander plants were watered in the evening and Patchy (family
nick name) would go down on all fours and drink from a water puddle rather
than drink from a glass. Her middle name was May as that was the month she
was found.
When she was about five years old, tragedy struck. Patchy
and the other children were playing in the embers of the ranch fire pit
when her dress caught fire. She suffered sever burns that took her life
within hours. The family was not home at the time and the nearest doctor
was sixty miles away in Bisbee Arizona. One of the toughest layman in Arizona
was often seen with tears in his eyes as John Slaughter and Patchy were
very close.
Apache May is buried in one of 33 other unmarked graves
among cowboys, farmhands and a couple outlaws shot near there. The Slaughter
ranch was enormous in size and is now a state historical site.
Edited from an article in Arizona Highways
Phil Anderson |