Williams news., 1914-12-03

galloping and positions flashing from both sides,, the whole cavalcade swept into the plaza while the town of For tuna went mad.
 Already the great whistle was blow ing hoarsely, its deep reverberations making the air tremble as if with fear Americans were running back and forth, distributing arms and rushing their women to cover; Don Juan, his chin quivering with excitement, was imploring all corners to be calm; and tine Aragons, coming flying up to the door, acded the last touch to the panic.
 They with their eyes had seen the rebels; they were riding in from the south! Other men, equally excited swore they were coming from the north, and a disorderly body of So- nora miners, armed as if by magic with guns which had long lain hidden. banked themselves about the store and office and clamored for more and more cartridges. Then a rip. of gun-fire echoed from across the canyon, and he miners made a rush to the attack.
 The' whistle which had obscured all sound as a cloud obscures the light, stopped suddenly In it's roar. and the crowd at the hotel became calm The superintendent. wiry, gray-haired iiItle man, with decision in every movement, came running from his fort-like house on the hill and ordered ail the women to take shelter there and take their children with them.
 So, while the rifles rattled and stray bullets began to knock mud from the walls, they went struggling up the hill, rich and poor, patrician and peon, while the air was rent by the walls of the half-Indian Mexican women, who held themselves as good as cap tured by the revoltosos, concerning whose scruples they entertained no illusions.
 The women of the aristocracy bore themselves with more reserve, as be fitting their birth and station, and the Americans who gathered about them with their protecting rifles pretended that all would be well; but in the minds of every one was that same terror which found expression in the peon wall and, while scattered rebels and newly armed miners exchanged volleys on both sides of the town, the non-combatant Americans sought out every woman and rushed her up to the big house. There, if worst came tc worst, they could make a last stand or save them by ransom.
 So, from the old woman who kept the candy stand in the plaza to the wives of the miners and the cherished womenfolk of the landowners, they were all crowded inside the broad hall. of the big house; and seventy odG Americans, armed with company rifles paced nervously along the broad veran das or punched loopholes in the adobe walls that inclosed the summer garder behind.
 Along with the rest went Hooker and Gracia, and, though her mother | beckoned and her father drowned | sternly, the wilful daughter of the Ara gons did not offer to leave him as the. E scampered up the hill, In fact, sht rode close beside him, spurring wher he spurred and, finally when the | shower of stray bullets had passed ! she led on around the house. Wont you help me take my horse inside the walls?'' she asked But ! followed after her, circling the fortres, whose blank adobe walls gave shelter | to the screaming women, and shs l smiled upon him with the most en | gazing confidence.
 '1 know you will have to go soon, she said, land suppose I've got to b. 1 shut in with those creatures, but w l must be sure to save our horses. Son' I bullets might hit them. you know, ant then we could not run away!
 You remember your promise" sh' reminded, as Bud gazed at her in as tonishment. "Ah, yes, knew you dit otherwise you would not have picked { such a good horse for me. Tbis roa1 ] is my fathers best riding horse. Yol must put yours inside the wall witl ! him, and when the time is right ", will get them and ride for the line"
 "What?" cried Hooker incredulous l ly, with the country full of rebels They're liable to take the town in hal an hour!"
 "No, indeed they will not!" respond ed Gracia with spirit. You do no understand the spirit of us Sonorans
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