Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1914-07-31

well, that l do not know" respond
ed Don Juan; "some say more and
some less, but If you boys hadn't come
in l would have sent a man to fetch
you. Just as soon as a revolution be-
gins the back country becomes unsafe
for Americans. Some of these low
characters are likely to murder you If
they think you have any money"
well, we haven't" put In Bud; "but
we've got a mine-and we're going to
keep 1t, too
"Aw, Bernardo Bravo hasn't got any
meni" scoffed Phil; IT bet this is q
false alarm. He got whipped out Of
his boots over in Chihuahua last fall,
and he's been up in the Sierra Madres
ever since. Probably come down to
steal a little beef.
why Don Juan, Bud and / lived
right next to a trail all last year and
II we'd listened to one-tenth of the
revoltoso stories we heard we wouldn't
have taken out al ounce of gold. I'm
going to get my announcement papers
tomorrow, and I'll bet you we work
that mine all summer and never know
the difference. These rebels won't
hurt you any, aKyhowl"
mol Only beg a little grubl" added
Bud sc%ornfully. Come on, Phil; let's
go over and look at the soldiers-it's
that bunch of Yaquis we saw up at
Aqua Negra."
They tied their horses to the rack
and, leaving the solicitous Don Juan to
sputter, hurried over to the yard. From
the heavy metal ore cars, each a roll
ing fortress In itself, the last of the
active Yaquis were helping out their
women and pet dogs, while the rest,
talking and laughing In high spirits.
were strung out along the track in q
perfunctory line.
II the few officers in command had
ever attempted to teach them military
discipline, the result was not appar~
ent in the line they formed; but any
man who looked at their swarthy
faces, the hawklike profiles, and deep
set, steady eyes, would know that they
were fighters.
After all, a straight line on parade
has very little to do with actual war
fare and these men had proved their
worth under fire.
To be sure, it was the fire of Mexi.
can guns, and perhaps that was why
the officers were so quiet and unassert-
i've; for every n of these big, up
standing Indians had been captured in
the Yaqui wars and deported to the
henequen fields Of Yucatan to die in
the miasma and heat.
But they had come from a hardy
breed and the whirligig of fortune was
flying fast-Madero defeated Porfirio
Diaz; fresh revolutions broke out
against the victor and, looking about
in desperation for soldiers to fill his
ranks, Madero fell upon the Yaquis.
Trained warriors for generations, Of
a race SO fierce that the ancient Az
tees had been turned aside by them in
their empire-founding migration, they
wefe the very fnen bhaacehiE-tAs
rebels, II he could but win them to his
side.
So Madero had approached Chief
Bule, whom Diaz had taken under a
flag of truce, and soon the agreement
was made. In return for faithful serv-
ice, Mexico would give back to the
Indians the one thing they had been
fighting a hunrded and sixty years to
attain, their land along the Rio Yaqui;
and there they should be permitted to
live in peace as their ancestors had
done before them.
And so, with a thousand or more Of
his men, the crafty old war chief had
taken service in the federal army,
though his mind, poisoned perhaps by
the treachery he had suffered, was not
entirely free from guile.
1T is the desire of the Yaquis," he
had said, when rebuked for serving
under the hated flag of Mexico, ito kill
Mexicans. And" he added grimly, the
federals at this time seem best able
to give US guns for that purpose"
But 1t had been a year now since
Bule had passed his word and, though
they had battled v~aliantly, their land
had not been given back to them. The
wild Yaquis. the irreconcilables who
never came down from the hills, had
gone on the warpath again, but Bule
and his men still served.
Only in two things did they disobey
their officers-they would not stack
their arms, and they would not retreat
while there were still more Mexlcans
to be killed. Otherwise they were
very good soldiers.
But now. after the long campaign in
Chihuahua and a winter of idleness at
Aqua Negra, they were marching
south toward their native land and, in
spite of the stern glances of their lead
ers, they burst forth in weird Yaqui
songs which, ii their words had been
known. might easily have caused their
ness.
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