At Camp Apache, A.T. From late advices received there seems to be some trouble with the Indian Agent at Camp Apache.  About the middle of March last the Indians, somewhat dissatisfied with their agent, on various occasions did treaten to kill him.  From what can be learned from the Indians the said agent, Jas. E. Roberts, has been holding back their rations to a considerable extent and in most instances, disposing of the same as reported by some of the Indians; an employee of the agency told publicly that he saw the agent sell property belonging to the Indians, and saw him receive the money for the property sold.  It is almost time that these things are being looked into; it is a game that has long been practiced upon the Indians in Arizona and more especially at the place mentioned.  When thefts of the above description can be carried on publicly, and to the great risk of all citizens upon the reservation being killed, because the agent is allowed to carry on his traffic of selling government property belonging to the Indians it is time for all honest men to leave there and make room for accomplices who will assist Mr. Roberts to a more satisfactory mode of removing
his ill gotten thefts; and to a more suitable location than the one he now has about ten miles from Camp Apache at a ranch, his thefts would be more numerous, as can be proved by a looker on who has watched and seen a great deal more than is necessary to write at present.  More soon. J.F.M
     We are indebted to Mr. C.E. Harlow, late of Tucson, and now Post Trader at Camp Apache, Arizona, for the following items in and about his neighborhood.  The Post called Camp Apache, is on what is known as the White Mountain Reservation.  There are at present about 1,600 Apache Indians on the reservation, of which about 600 are "bucks" or warriors.  The post is garrisoned by U.S. troops under the command of Maj. Randall; there about sixty native or Indian soldiers, who generally act in the capacity of scouts, spies, etc. and who have proved themselves as reliable as they are serviceable.  Under the able and intelligent management of Maj. Randall, who is represented as an officer of great merit, socially and officially, and who thoroughly understands the Indians and the way to deal with them, either on the reservation or on the warpath.  Everything at the Post is quiet and
the Indians under perfect subjection.  One instance of this is mentioned where the Major with only eight rifles and but few men in the Fort to depend on, arrested from the midst of 80 warriors, three of their number charged with murder, and who are now in irons and will probably suffer the penalty of their crimes.  Much credit is due to the Major for the present favorable condition of the Post, and people are not reluctant in saying so.  The Indians who murdered two Mexicans in April last have been caught and are in irons awaiting their trial; and seven Indian horse thieves have also been captured and lodged in the guard-house.  Cojo, and his band of about forty braves, have left the reservation and gone on the warpath.  Dulchay and other noted characters from the Verde Reservation, have also struck out with numerous followers, on their own hook.  Vigorous measures will be instituted to bring all that will be left of them if they attempt resistance when overtaken.  Mr. Jos. Roberts, the agent at that Post, is highly spoken of as a faithful officer in the discharge of his duties, and is well liked by the Indians.  Cochise is personally at home on his reservation, but his proxies or braves continue their raiding and thieving as usual.
     While Indian matters may be said to be comparatively quiet on the White Mountain Reservation, they are by no means at rest in the Territory at large.  Depredations of one kind or another are of almost daily occurence, and the whole country is in a state of fear and uneasiness continually.  The vigorous measures inaugurated by Gen. Crook have done much to conquer the unsettled and warlike attitude of affairs, and great faith is felt in his ultimate success. Gen. Crook is a man peculiarty adapted for the position he holds, and too much good cannot be said of him.  He is at once the idol and the hope of the people, and all his measures and efforts are warmly supported by his subordinate officers, thereby receiving material aid in performing the important duties assigned him by the Government.  We are glad that the future of our sister Territory looks brighter and brighter as the years roll round, and that her present difficulties are in such able hands.  In many respects there is but one heart for New Mexico and Arizona--on the Indian question especially, they beat as one.
     Mr. C.E. Cooley, as well known in Santa Fe and who had not been in this city for years, we hear is doing well at Camp Apache, and is a most useful man to Major Randall and those having anything to do with the Apaches. He has lived among these Indians so long that he is thoroughly acquainted with their language and their ways; as an interpreter or a member of a scouting party, he is therefore invaluable. His general usefulness has been rewarded by several paying appointments at the post. We see him lengthily noticed by a correspondent of the NATIONAL REPUBLICAN, Washington, who characterizes Cooley as a very fair specimen of the hardy frontiersmen. His remarks are generally very complimentary to Cooley, but we think Cooley's head is to level on the Indian question to suit many of the readers of the REPUBLICAN. If the "Indian policies" were shaped more generally by the good common sense of these "hardy frontiersmen," the Indian himself would soon be shaped. No one knows the Indian, and how to deal with him, so well as they who have lived among them and associated with them for years, as Mr. Cooley had done, and it would not be bad sometimes to listen to a little advice from them where the Indian is concerned.
     We don't know what kind of a policy Mr. Cooley will conjure up to deal with the correspondent who spells his name "Coolie;" but we advise him "to go light," as probably his appearance after so many long years of hardships and exposures, suggested the orthography of his name-go it kinder, cooly. We are glad to hear of Mr. Cooley's good fortune, and make this mention of him to answer the many inquiries made for him by old acquaintances.

From Jack Becker's Collection