Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-10-02
CHAPTER XI-Cortlnucd.

1T Ia the desire of the YaQuis.' HI
had said, when rebuked for SERVING
under the hated flag Of Mexico, TO xii
Mexicans. And, he added grimly, "th'
'federals at this time seem best able
20 give US guns for that purpose
But 1t had been n year o since
}9ulo had passed his word and, though
they had battled yaliantIy, their LAND
bad not been given back to them. The
wild Yaquis, the irreconcilables who
mover 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
thcir oflcers-they would not stack
their arms, and they would not retreat
while there were still more Mexicans
20 be killed. Otherwise they were
very good soldiers.
But now, after the long campaign In
chihuahua and a winter OF idlencss at
Aqua Negra, they were marching
south toward thei" native land and. in
spite Of the stern glaaces of their lead.
srs, they burst forth In weird Yaqui
songs which. If their words had been
known. might easily have caused their
Mexican officers some slight uneasi-
ness.
1t was, In fact, only a question OF
days, months, or years until the entire
YaQui contingent would desert, taking
their arms and ammunition with them.
Gee. what q bunch Of men!" ex-
claimed Bud, as he stood off and ad.
mired their stark forms.
There's some genuine fighters for
you" he observed to Phil; and a giant
Yaqui, standing near. returned his
praise with a smile.
wy, hello there, Amigo!" hailed
bud, jerking his head in a friendly sa-
lutte That's a Teller | was making
sigus to up in Aqua Negra," he ex-
planned, "Dogged If | amt stuck on
these YaQuis-they're all men, believe
fme."
Good workers, all right" conceded
de Lancey, but I'd hate to have 'em
get after me with those guns. They
say they've killed a lot of Americans.
n time and another"
Well, If they did 1t was for being
caught in bad company said Hooker.
I'd take a chance with EN- any time
but If you go into their country
with a Mexican escort they'll kill YOU
on general principles. Say" he cried
tmpuisiyely, I'm going over to talk
With Amigo!'
with a broad grin on his honest face
ms advanced toward the giant Yaoui
and shook hands tremendously.
Where you go?" he inquired in
Spanish, at the same time rolling a
cigarette and asking by a sign fer a
match.
'Mocte2uma." answered the Indian
Eravely. Then, as Bud offered him the
%naRings, he. too, rolled a cigarette
and they smoked for a minute in
silence.
"fou live here" inquired the Yaoui
ut last.
Come here" corrected Bud ~
rave mine-ten miles-over there"
He pointed with the fat of his hapd
indian fashion, and Amigo nodded un.
derstandingly.
lie was a fine figure OF a man. stand.
ftrg SIX feet or better In his well.cut
sandals and handling his heavy Man.
ser as a child would swing a stick
ACROSS his broad chest he wore a full
cartridge belt. and around his waist
nc had two more, filled to the last
hole with cartridges and loaded Gins
AT his feet lay his blanket. bound into
r. tight roll, and a canteen and coffee
cup completed his outfit, which. so far
as impedimepta were concerned. was
simplicity Itself.
But instead OF the cheap linen uni.
form of the tederals he was dressed
In good American clothes-a stripej
. shirt, overalls, and a sombrero banded
with a bright ribbon-and in place of
the beaten, hunted look of those moor
ronscripts he had the steady gaze of
n free man.
They stood and smoked for a few
moments, talking briefly, ard then, as
the YRquis closed up their ranks and
marched off to make camp for the
night, Bud presented his strange
friend with the sack of tobacco and
went back to join his pardner.
That evening the plaza was filled
with the widest rumors, and another
train arrived during the night, but
through 1t all Bud and Phil remained
utnim pressed. In the morning the SOL
liars went marching of dawn the trail,