An account of the Turret Mountain conflict by General George Crook:

"Captain Randall's command ran on some fresh sign of Indians [near Camp Verde], and was very discreet in his movements, moving after night, and watching during the daytime. One of our scouts, while prowling around and watching, caught a squaw, brought her into camp, and by intimidation made her tell where he people were, and took her along as a guide."

"Soon after dark the command started for the camp of the hostiles under the guidance of the squaw. Their route took up an incline of broken lava. The angle of this incline was about 45 degrees. That, together with the loose rocks, made the ascent very laborious and difficult, as great precaution had to be observed, so as not to make any noise."

"Just at the dawn of day our people fired a volley into their camp and charged with a yell. So secure did they feel in this almost impregnable position that they lost all presence of mind, even running past their holes in the rocks. Some of them jumped off the precipice and were mashed into a shapeless mass. All of the men were killed; most of the women and children were taken prisoners. This is called Turret Mountain from its shape."

"Some of the prisoners captured told Randall that these Indians had made a raid on the Hassayampa and had killed three white men, at the same time showing some of the effects that had been taken from these men. The circumstantial evidence was so strong that it left no doubt in my mind that this was the identical band who had killed the three men on the Hassayampa a short time before, cruelly torturing one of them, a young man by the name of Taylor, by sticking his body full of splinters and setting fire to them. When his body was found the prints of his body were still fresh in the sands where he had writhed in his agony. So retributive justice had soon overtaken these brutes."

General George Crook: His Autobiography, by George Crook, p.178