Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1914-09-10

their hands. But If they had any de-
signs on the Eagle Tan live stock they
speedily gave them up; for. while he
would feed them and even listen to
their false tales Of patriotism. Bud
had no respect for numbers when 1t
came to admiring his horse.
Even with the Yaqui, much as he
trusted him, he had reservations about
Copper Bottomi and once. when he
found him petting him and stroking
his nose, he shook his head forbid.
dinghy. And from that day on, though
he watered Copper Bottom and cared
for his wants. Amigo was careful
never to caress him. q & /.
But in all other matters, even to
lending him his gun, Bud trusted the
Yaqui absolutely. 1t was about a week
after he came to camp that Amigo
sighted a deer, and when Bud loaned
him his rifle he killed it with a single
shot.
Soon afterward he came Looping back
from a scouting trip and made signs
for the gun again, and this time he
brought in a young peccary, which he
roasted in a pit, Indian style. After
that, when the meat was low, Bud sent
him out to hunt, and each time he
brought back a wild hog or a deer for
every cartridge. s.5s5
The one cross under which the
Yaqui suffered was the apparent fail
ure Of the mine, and, after slipping up
into the cut a few times, he finally
came back radiant.
"Mira!" he said, holding out a piece
of rock; and when Hooker gazed at
the chunk of quartz he pointed to the
specks of gold and grunted. "Oro!"
"Seguro!" answered Bud, and going
down into his pocket, he produced an
other like it. At this the Yaqui cooked
his head to one side and regarded him
strangely.
why you no dig gold?' he asked
at last, and then Bud told him the
story.
"We have an enemy" he said, who
might steal it from US. So now we
wait for papers. When we get them,
we dig!"
"Ah!" breathed Amigo, his face sud
denly clearing up; "and can | work
for you then?"
ISL" answered Bud, "for four dol
lars a day. But now you help me
watch, so nobody comes"
"Stawano!n exclaimed the Indian
well satisfied, and after that he spent
hours on the hilltop, his black head
thrust out over the crest like a chuck
awalla lizard as he conned the land
below.
So the days went by until three
weeks had passed, and still no papers
came. AS his anxiety increased Phil
fell into the habit of staying in town
overnight, and finally he was gone fol
two days. The third day was drawing
TO a close, and Bud was getting rest
less, when suddenly he beheld the
Yaqui bounding down the hill in great
leaps and making signs down the
canyon.
1.-TWO men!" he called, dashing up to
the tent; "one of them a rural!"
"Why a rural?" asked Bud, mystt
fed.
ITO take me!' cried Amigo, striking
himself violently on the breast LEND
me your ri1e!"
NO." answered Bud, after a pause;
you might get into trouble. Run and
hide in the rocks-I will signal you
when to come back"
"Muy bien," said the Yaqui obedi
emily, and, turning, he went up ovel
rocks like a mountain-sheep, bounding
from boulder to boulder until he dis
appeared among the hilltops. Then
as Bud brought in his horse and shut
him hastily inside his corral, the two
riders came around the point-a rura
and Aragon!
Now, in Mexico a rural, as Bud vel
knew, means trouble-and Aragor
meant more trouble, trouble for him
Certainly, SO busy a man as Don Cipri
7 ano would not come clear to his CAM
to help capture a Yaqui deserter. Buc
/ sensed it from the start that this wal
another attempt to get possession o
their mine, and he awaited their com
ing grimly.
rs tardes," he said in reply to thu
t rural's abrupt salute, and then hi
stood silent before his tent, looking
them over shrewdly. The rural wal
I a hard-looking citizen, as many o
d them are, but on this occasion h'
seemed a. trifie embarrassed, glancini
9 inquiringly at Aragon. AS for Aragon
8 he was gazing at a long line Of jerke'
9 meat which Amigo had hung out t
dry, and his dropped eye opened Vi
suddenly as he turned his cold regar,
upon Hooker.
"Senor," he said. speaking with a.
accusing harshness, 1--WE are lookini
e