The Huttig news., 1914-11-07


 He beckoned her back with a jerk of the head and resumed his place in the lead. Here was no place to talk l about men and motives The noun tain above was swarming vi Il rebels, there were rurales spurrng behind yes, even now, far up on the eastern hillside, he could see armed men-and now one was running to intercept them!
 Bud reached for his rife, jerked up a cartridge. and sat crosswise in his saddle. He rode warily. watching the distant runner. until suddenly he pulled in his horse and threw up a welcom- i ing hand. The man was Amigo-no other could come down a hillside /so swiftly-and he was signaling him to wait
 Who is that man." asked Gracia. as she refined in at his side Do you know him?'
 Sure dol" responded Hooker jovi- ally. Hes the best friend l got in Mexico!
 'sKai, Amigo!,' he hailed, as the Yaqui came quartering down the hill, and, apparently oblivious of the on coming pursuers, he rode out of the trail to meet him. They shook hands and Amigo flashed his familiar smile elancing shyly over the horses back at the daughter of the Aragons.
 q knew the horse" lie explained with OepfIa earose for Cappar pot tom. My people-up there-kill Mex jeans! Where you go?"
 "North-to the line, answered Bud, L<inting up the pass.
 "Muy malo," drowned the Yaqui. elancing once more at the woman be- hind. "Muchos revoltosos,
 Where?" asked Bud.
 "EveryWherei" replied Amigo with comprehensive wave of the hand But no matter" he added simply T will go with you. Who are these l horsemen behind?"
 "Rurales," responded Hooker, and the Yaquis black eyes dilated.
 "Yes." nodded Bud as he read the swift question in their glance. He is l there, too-Del Rey!"
 Que bueno!" exclaimed the Indian. fixing his eagle glance upon the riders He showed his white teeth in a smile In an instant he saw his opportunity he saw his enemy riding into trap and turned his face to the pass.
 What Amigo had waited for, the op portunity he had watched for, was at hand Del Key should pay the price of that scar the Yaqui carried Not again would the bullet go astray. and his people should have one less Mexican to fight after that day The hatred of generations lay behind the thoughts of the Indian He cared nothing for the grievance of the girl, and he would not kill Del Key fer that. but for his own reasons "Comet' he said, laying hold of latiFo strap. and as Hooker loped on up the steady incline he ran along at lis stirrup In his right hand he still carried the heavy Mauser, but his sandaled feet bore him forward with tireless strides and only the heaving of his mighty chest told the story of the pace.
 Let me take your gun. suggested l Hooker. as they set off on their race, hut Amigo in his warriors pride only shock his head and motioned him on and on. So at last they gained the rugged summit. where the granite ribs of the mountain crop up through the sands of the wash and the valley slopes away to the north. To the south was Del Key, still riding after them, but Amigo beckoned Bud beyond the reef and looked out to the north
 'Revoltosos!" he exclaimed. point ing a sun-b'ackened hand at distant ridge. "Revoltosos!" he said again. waving his hand to the east Here" waving toward the west. mol"
 Do you know that country?" in- ouired Hooker, nodding at the great plain with it's chains of parallel Sier- ras, but the Indian shook his head
 "No,' he said but the best way is straight for that pass"
 He pointed at a distant wedge cut down between the blue of two ridges. and scanned the eastern hills intently
 "Men." he cried, suddenly indcat- ing the skyline of the topmost ridge. q think they are revoltosos," he added gravely. They will soon cross your trail"
 "No difference" answered Bud with a smile, T am not afraid-not with you here, Amigo"
 No, but the woman'" suggested Amigo, who read no jest in his words. It is better that you should ride on and leave me here"
 He smiled eneouragingly. but a wild light was creeping into his eyes and Hooker knew what he meant. He de- sired to be left alone, to deal with Del Key after the sure manner of the Yaquis. And yet why not? Hooker gazed thoughtfully at the oncoming rurales and walked swiftly back to Gracia.
 This Indian is a friend of mine ' he said, "and I can trust him. He says 1t will be better for us to ride