An account of the Cibicue Creek conflict by U.S. Army officer Thomas Cruse:

"General Carr was calmly ordered to 'capture or kill Nakaidoklini!' I am sure that all of us agreed with General Carr when he said that he feared the execution of the Department Commander's order might well bring on the very outbreak we had been trying to avoid."

"Tell him," General Carr ordered his interpreter,"that no harm will come to him unless he or his people resist my command. They moved the Medicine Man out of his shelter. He made no resistance."

"As we moved along the wooded creek trail Indians came into it from every little side canyon, to swell the crowd at our heels. They were all stripped and painted for fighting. It looked to me like an attack at any minute."

"A mounted Indian wearing a beaded cap lifted his Winchester high overhead and waved it as he yelled to the Apaches about him. Sanchez was one of these and with three or four others lifted rifles and fired. Instantly, at least a hundred other shots roared."

"With the first shot, Sergeant McDonald sent a bullet into the Medicine Man, who dropped and sprawled motionless, his wife falling across him, beginning the death wail. McDonald went down with a wound in his leg, and Sergeant Mose jumped to me, crying out to be protected against the soldiers."

"Nakaidoklini's pony appeared now, ridden at a tearing gallop by the Medicine Man's son. This boy of sixteen or thereabout came charging through the Indians and straight at us-- doubtless heading for where he knew his father had been. Naturally, he was killed promptly by the troopers, to whom he was merely an advancing Indian."

"The boy's mother saw him killed and came to her feet with a scream. She ran as if to get out of our camp, and nobody hindered her. But as she passed Hentig's saddle she stooped and snatched up his pistol. She was brandishing it at a trooper when he fired in self-defense."

"Suddenly the Medicine Man revived and began to crawl on hands and knees. He had moved in this weird position for several yards when a trumpeter of Troop D yelled: 'Why, he's not dead!'"

"He rushed forward, jammed his revolved against Nakaidoklini's head, and fired."

Apache Days and After, by Thomas Cruse, p.102-112