Fill No Glass for Me - part
1 — episode #25
Jason was on his way to visit an old friend. Not
your typical visit, but a visit into the past. When
he arrived in Ruidoso he stopped at the Cantina to
pick up a bottle of wine. As Jason entered the
Cantina he dusted himself off.
then walked up to the bartender "Buenos diaz amigo,"
said Jas. Then Jose the bartender greeted Jas with a
cheery "Buenos diaz." He asked Jas if he has come
far. "Sí.....far," said Jas. "What is your pleasure
Señor.....food for your body or liquid for the
soul?" Asked Jose. "First I want to get some water
for this," said Jas as he pulled a rose from a case.
Jose was pleasantly surprise and remarked in Spanish
what a beautiful rose it was. Jas laid the rose on
the paper that he had it wrapped in and Jose poured
water onto the paper. "Now I'd like a bottle of wine
and two glasses," stated Jason. "Two glasses Señor?"
Asked Jose with a puzzled look. "Two glasses."
repeated Jas. "Burgundy from France from 1866," said
Jose as he placed the wine in front of Jas. "That
was a good year amigo." "1866.....yes that was a
very good year," said Jas. "Your friend will like
this wine Señor, you know why?" "Because it is a
very special wine," said Jose. Jas looked at Jose
and said....."My friend....." paused Jas.
"Well.....he was very special too!" Jas then picked
up his things and headed out. Jose stood there
looking puzzled and said....."Was?" There were two
cowboys seated at the table behind Jas, curious
about this stranger, the rose, the wine and his
Jas rode a ways outside of town, back into time,
back to the memory of his friend. He came to a
particular spot, and tied his horse to an old
weathered tree. He then took the rose, the wine &
the two glasses from his saddle bags. He walked a
short ways until he came to a grave that bared a
wooden cross and markings of his friends things. He
knelt down in front of the grave. "Burgundy, it's
the color of the dark red rose Johnny." "Red is
blood," said Jas as he faded back to the first time
he met Johnny.
As Jason was riding the country side he was aware of
everything going on around him. The Indians, the
smoke signals, the camp fires burning, the music.
The music? He had to find out just where this was
coming from. He came across a group of soldiers in a
cul de sac. He rode into the cul de sac and got down
from his horse demanding to know who was in charge.
Corporal Johnny Macon greeting him with a handshake
and said....."I am, Johnny Macon." As the men shook
introduced himself to the corporal. Jas then looked
around at all the men and turned to Johnny and asked
him if he could speak with him for a minute as he
took Johnny aside from the others. "Sure.....we
didn't hear you coming....." Jas interrupted....."I
heard you plain enough," said Jas. "Well it's not
much of a....." Jas interrupted again....."So did
the Apaches!" "Apaches!" Stated Johnny. "You're new
to the west, aren't you?" Asked Jas. "Well yeah, I'm
new to the west and new to the Army. This is our
first patrol detail." "Then I don't imagine you know
the Indian language yet," said Jas. "No not
much.....haven't even seen one," said Johnny.
"They've seen you corporal. They're talking about
you; I just saw their smoke signals. Johnny looked
around. "We didn't see any smoke." "How could you?
Look at this cul de sac, It's a natural trap!"
Stated Jas. "It seemed like the best place to
shelter the men. Look it get awful cold....." "There
are many things to learn, I know," said Jas. "It
sounds like you've been through this before.
"Cavalry?" "Cavalry," said Jas. "Officer?" Asked
Johnny. "Captain," said Jas reluctantly, he was
trying to get his point across, but wasn't getting
anywhere. "Can we get you some supper?" Asked
Johnny. "No! And put that fire out!"
Jas's was angry, Johnny could tell by his tone and
look on his face. The two men just stood there
looking at each other. "That smoke.....and
singing.....very inviting to the Apaches," said Jas.
Still the two men stood there looking at each other.
Just then Johnny turned and shouted to his men....."Kill
those fires! Move!"
He then turned to Jas and asked if he had any other
advice for them. Jas told him that he would pull out
of that hole right away and bivouac on the trail on
the open prairie. "Break Camp we're moving
out!" Yelled Johnny.
Everyone started to hurry and get things around.
Just then Johnny started to pick up his guitar, and
an arrow went dead center into it. Jas turned just
in time as an Indian came over the top of the cul de
sac. He shot and killed that Indian, but nothing
seem to be stopping them. At this point the Indians
were charging at the soldiers, killing one right
after the other. While Jas and Johnny were holding
their own, Johnny turned to Jas and said....."Don't
know they signed a treaty?" "Sometimes they
break.....some times we do," said Jas. It was a
loosing battle. The Indians were picking off the
soldiers one by one. Johnny crawled over to one of
his men as he looked at the dead soldier he
said....."Five minutes ago.....he
laughed.....cried.....and wrote a letter home." He
then grabbed the arrow that was sticking out of the
soldier's body & broke it. "Just a dirty little
piece of wood now.....with blood on it. Why couldn't
they leave it on a tree.....let it keep growing."
"The first skirmish is the tough one Corporal. You
start young and you age fast.....if you live." Just
then Johnny got up and came towards me. Jas pushed
him back against the rock. "I don't hear
anything.....are they still out there?" Asked
Johnny. "There out there alright. and they'll be
back.....soon!" Jas asked Johnny who his best rider
was. "I guess I am," said Johnny. "Don't
guess.....tell me!" Said Jas sharply. "I am,
now what do you want me to do?"
"I want you to get on a horse and ride to that fort
before these renegades attack your CO and bring help
back here fast," said Jas sternly. "I'm
responsible for my men! I'm going to stay here and
Johnny. "You don't know what you're talking
about," yelled Jas to
Johnny. "They use to call me a cat.....I've
got nine lives!"
Yelled Johnny as he backed off the wall of the rock.
Just then an Indian jumped Johnny. They both fell to
the ground. Johnny hit the Indian in the face. The
Indian grabbed the tomahawk and start to go for
Johnny. Jas then pulled his saber from his belt and
threw it into the back of the Indian. "Now you only
got eight lives left, get on that horse," said Jas.
"Guess I messed up my first detail alright," said
Johnny. "No you didn't, that's the way most of us
learn, get going!" Johnny told Jas that he would go
if Jas would take over for him there. Jas agreed.
"Git!" said Jas. Just as Johnny got to his horse an
Indian came out from behind a bush and was getting
ready to shoot Johnny when Jas shot the Indian. Just
then the Indians started to attack again. "Ride
soldier!" Yelled Jas to Johnny as he rode off. They
fought good and hard but they were out numbered. The
Indians killed all the men and took Jas captive.
The Indians took Jas back to their camp. There was
one Indian that Jas was surprised to see in among
this band of Indians and that was Chief Wateekah.
was just as surprised to see Jas. Wateekah had a
grudge against Jas. He took Jas's saber and placed
it over an open fire. He then approached Jas
pointing it at him. "Since Bitter Creek you are know
as coward, traitor. McCord.....a man who deserted
his men in battle." Jas turned to him and
said....."There was a time when everyone called you
the leader of the Apaches, the great orator!"
Looking deep into Wateekah's eyes Jas said....."Now
they call you the butcher!" Both men sat there
staring into each others eyes. Wateekah broke the
silence....."That battle has made my heart a
stone.....no soft place in it." "Your chiefs gave
you happy sword! They call you happy man!" "But we
who fought at Bitter Creek know different." Jas
smiled as he said to Wateekah....."I wish you had
testified at my trial." "Why do you still fight with
the soldiers that have made you walk in shame?" Jas
looked Wateekah straight in the eye and
said....."You and the other Apaches who fought at
Bitter Creek brought shame to all the Indian
Nations. I fight to keep you from bringing more
shame.....to either of us." "We are warriors!" "You
are renegades!" Said Jas. Wateekah laughed at Jas.
"You call us renegades!" Again he laughed. "Is
Sitting Bull a renegade?" "Is Crazy Horse a
renegade?" "No we are leaders that know what must
come!" "One say soon.....all the Indians, the
Blackfoot.....the Sioux.....the Cheyenne.....we will
all join together and we will drive the white man
from our land." "Those who do not fight with us they
will be the renegades!" "It will be your last fight
Wateekah.....more and more soldiers will come," said
Jas. "Like the dark skinned ones you fought with
yesterday?" Asked Wateekah. Jas nodded his head and
with confidence said....."Those and more!" "Dark
skin soldiers died well and bravely, but not
wisely." Jas defended the soldier....."They were
inexperienced; they were caught in a trap. Your trap
Wateekah.....but new ones will come.....they'll
learn.....and then they will fight wisely. "One of
them did not die yesterday. Will he come with more
dark skin soldiers to help you?" Asked Wateekah. Jas
told him that there would be no soldier and that the
Army didn't worry about him. "Anymore the Apaches
Nation worries about you," said Jas.
Johnny did make it back to Fort Stanton; the only
problem is he couldn't get any help. Oh he tried,
but Major Brackham wouldn't listen to him. "Since
when does a trooper take orders from a civilian
Macon" Asked the Major.
wasn't in uniform sir, but he was a Captain!" "Was a
Captain!" Laughed the Major. "Doesn't the name Jason
McCord mean anything to you Macon?" "No sir!" "You
never heard of the massacre at Bitter Creek?" Asked
the Major. "Not much sir.....only that one man came
out alive." "Jason McCord, a coward who deserted his
men came out alive." Stated the Major. "If he's a
coward sir, he sure didn't show it!" "Back there he
was killing more Indians than all of us put
together." "Even a coward fights for his own skin,"
said the Major. "He saved mine Major Brackham!"
"Could I make a request sir?" Asked Macon. "What is
it?" Asked the Major. "Captain McCord....." Before
Johnny could finished his sentence the Major
interrupted John with....."He's not a Captain!" "Yes
sir!" Johnny rephrased is wording. "Mr. McCord could
still be alive.....maybe one or two of my own men.
Somebody should go out there and see about them."
"Send me!" Said Johnny. "My orders are to wait here
for Colonel Moody." "Besides.....I'm not going on
any wild goose chase just to save a coward."
"Besides.....didn't you said it looked like all of
your men could have been killed?" Asked the Major.
"yes sir.....it looked pretty bad for them," said
Johnny. "Your a good pupil.....you learned fast from
McCord." The Major leaned forward on his
desk....."Corporal Macon....." "Yes sir!" "You will
be held in the guard house pending a general court
martial. You will be charged with dereliction of
duty.....desertion of your men in a battle!" The
Major leaned back in his chair. "You wanted to be
like McCord and now you've made it all the way."
"Sir.....I just came back to report and to get
help," stated Macon. "If you're found guilty do you
realize the probable penalty?" Asked the Major. "Yes
sir.....death by firing squad," said Johnny. "And
that's just what your Captain would have gotten if I
would have been the Captain in charge." The Major
then called to the guard. Johnny still wanted to get
his point across. " Major Brackham.....Mr. McCord
may have made a mistake at Bitter Creek.....I don't
know.....but no....." The Major wouldn't let Johnny
finish his sentence. "But now you're under arrest."
The Major then gave the guard orders to take Johnny
Wateekah and his tribe took Jason back to their
camp. "The hills and valleys swarm with the white
soldiers. How many dark ones join then?" Jas told
him that no one but the great Chief in Washington
knows that. "Their skin is much like ours.
McCord.....why do they not fight on our side?" Jas
told him that they were trying to earn the new
freedom that was given to them by President Lincoln.
Wateekah laughed. He thought it funny that they
would have to earn the right to be free. Jas told
him that is what they want to do, because it gives
them dignity in their own eyes. Wateekah couldn't
understand why those who were slaves would fight
with their masters. "They fight for
themselves.....for their homes!" Jas looked
around....."For their country!" "They should
fight with the Indians who knows the white man takes
away what he pretends to give!"
Stated Wateekah. Jason looked around at the Indians.
He told Wateekah that it was true, there were
renegade whites as well as renegade Apaches. Jason
told Wateekah that the white man fought a great
battle to give the dark skins an equal right to this
land and that the white men won't take it away.
"That is what you say!
do not talk for the white man. You are an outcast
McCord!" "And you don't talk for the Apache
Wateekah. You're an outcast too!" Both men just sat
there looking at each other. Wateekah then grabbed
Jas's Saber. He walked away, then turned and pointed
at Jas. "If the dark skin soldiers care about the
white men.....the one whose life you saved will come
back for you." "We will take him and then we will
hear from his lips what you say about them is true."
"And if he doesn't come?" Asked Jason. "If he
doesn't come.....you are the bait!" "We leave the
bait for buzzards."
Jason was awakened the next day by some of the
Indians. Wateekah entered the teepee. "The sun
rises.....it is time to bait the trap," said
Wateekah. Jas told Wateekah that Johnny would be a
fool to come here alone. "Then we shall see if he is
a fool." "Then we will learn why the dark skin does
not fight on the side of the Redman." Jason told him
there was something he hasn't learned and that was
all men are brothers and that the color of his skin
has nothing to do with what side he fights on. "We
shall see.....'Brother'," said Wateekah. They
dragged Jason out a ways from the village to bait
him. They tied him to a tree and he was stripped to
the waist, and left to die under a scorching sun,
while they waited for the dark skin soldier to
around The McCain Ranch