Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-11-27

the black tank, the rebels had throw
up a wall in the night, and from the SO
curity Of this shelter they we're indus
triOusly shooting up the town.
The smash OF the first wild car haC
been their signal for attack, and as
the explosion threw the defenders into
confusion they made a rush to take
the tank. Here, as on the day before
was stationed the federal garrison, q
scant twenty or thirty men In charge
Of a boy lieutenant.
Being practically out Of ammunition
he did not stand on the order Of his
going, but as his peIones pelted past
the superintendent's house the reor,
gained miners, their belts stuffed with
cartridges from their wi private
stock, came charging up from the town
and rallied them In the rear.
Trained by American leaders they
were the only real fighting force to be
depended upon unless the Americans
themselves should take a hand in the
game, and that they could not do
without the possibility OF serious In.
ternational consequences, a chance
they could not take except as a last
resort to save the women and childr en-
and themselves.
In a solid, shouting mass they swept
up the hill together, dropped down be.
hhd the d~efenses, and checked the as
founded rebels with n volley. Then
there vas another l~ong-range battle,
with every sign of war but the dead,
until at last, as the firing slackened
from the lack Of cartridges. a white
fiag showed on the ridge above, and
he leaders went out for a parley-
one OF those parleys SO character
istic Of Mexican revolutions, and
which In reality mean so little, for
both sides know that the words ut
tered are meaningless, and should one
OF them ever result in q surrender the
terms Of that surrender would not be
regarded, once the victims we're in the
hands of the victors.
Properly speaking, Del Rey was In
command Of the town, but neither the
federals nor the miners would recog.
nize his authority and the leadership
went by default. While they waited to
hear the rebel demands the Americans
took advantage OF the truce to bring
up hot food from the hotel, where Don
Juan de Dios stood heroically al his
post. Let bullets come and go, Don
Juan kept his cooks about him. and
to those who had doubted his valor his
coffee was answer enough.
wy, my gracious, Mr.. Hooker" he
rallied, as Bud refreshed himself be-
tween trips. "ain't you going to take
any up to those women7 Don't drink
much coffee now, but give 1t to the
men who fight"
"ump-um.' grunted Bud with a grin;
they got a skinful Of mescal already!
What they need Is another carload OF
ammunition to help 'em shoot their
first rebel"
Il thought you said they wouldn't
fght!" twitted Don Juan. This Is the
battle of Fortuna that l was telling
you about last week"
Sure" answered Bud, and over
there Is the dead!"
In Dnintnd IN n rtnt 80 NnnnoI k1A
ties that marked the scene OF the
nights rotations, and Don Juan gave
him UP ms hopeless.
"A pile of bottles usually represent
the casualty list in a Mexican fight"
added Bud as Don Juan moved away.
But, jest as he would, Bud saw that
the situation was serious, for the fool
hardy Sonorans had already emptied
their cartridge-belts. and their guns
we're no better than clubs. Unless the
rebels had been equally reckless with
their ammunition they had the town at
their mercy. and the first thing that
they would demand would be the refu.
BceS III tne Dig mousse.
Before that could be permitted the
Americans would probably take a
hand in the fight, for, while the great
majority Of the ome in the house
were Mexican, there were a few
Americans, and they would be pro-
tected regardless Of international com.
plications, But Gracis Aragon was
not an American, and she could nor
claim the protection of these country
men OF his.
The possession OF the town: the
arms Of the defenders; food, clothing
and horses to ride-none of these
would satisfy them. They would de-
mand the rich Spanish landowners to
be held for ransom. the women first
of all, And Of all those women hud.
died up In the casa grande not one
would bring a bigger ransom than Ora.
ella Aragon.
Bud %pondered upon the outcome as
the emissaries w~rangled on the hill.
side, and then he went back to the
corral to make SUR that his horse was
safe. Copper Bottom, too. might be
held for ransom. But, knowing the
rebels as he did, Hooker foresaw a
different fate, and rather than see him
become the mount Of some rebel chief.
tain he had determined, II the town
surrendered, to make a dash.
Riding by night and hiding in the
hills by day he could get to the border
III two days. All he needed was a little
jerked beef for the trip and he would
he ready for ANYTHING.