The Western Democrat

THE WASHOE MASSACRE.—A correspondent of the Alta Californian thus describes the killing of Major Ormsby, at the Indian battle and massacre of the whites, near Pyramid Lake:

Poor Meredith, God never made a better man, and young Joe Baldwin, both fought as brave as ever did any man, and to think that Baldwin, who was only about fifteen years of age, should act so cooly and so bravely. He fought like a tiger. And then there was my warm friend, Major Ormsby; poor fellow, he was shot in the upper part of the mouth with an arrow in the beginning of the fight but he did not mind it at all, till the poison did its work. I have it from one of the men that held his head, while another pulled the arrow, that they got the arrow out, but the barb remained. Then he was shot in the arm and again through the shoulders, from one side to the other, still he remained on his horse till it was shot from under him, and then he took young Baldwin's mule, and remained on it until he could stand it no longer, and then Baldwin helped to take him off his mule and placed his saddle-bags under his head, when Ormsby says "go on boys, you can do no more for me!" and in a few minutes he was no more. One Indian was killed in the act of scalping him, and Baldwin killed another Indian, very near him that was in the act of scalping another of the party.