Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1914-08-21
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mine. even though they held it still
and were heirs to half its gold, the
two partners were glum and sorrow
full. The treacheries which Bud had
forgiven In a moment of exaltation
came back to him now as he brooded;
and he eyed his friend askance, as If
wondering what he would do next.
He recalled all the circumstances of
their quest-the meeting with Kruger,
Pills insistence on the adventure, the
oath of loyalty which they had sworn;
and then the gradual breaking down
of their brotherly devotion until now
they we're strangers at heart.
Phil sat by himself, keeping his
thoughts to himself, and he stood aloof
while he waited for the worst to hap
pen.
From the first day Of their under
taking Hooker had felt that it was un-
lucky, and now he knew that the end
was coming. His friend was lost to
him, lost alike to a sense of loyalty
and honor; he gloomed by himself and
thought only of Gracia Aragon.
The oath which Phil himself had
forced upon Bud was broken and for
gotten; but Bud, by a sterner standard,
felt bound to keep his part. One thing
alone could make him break this
word to Henry Kruger. The Eagle
Tail mine he held in trust, and half
of it was Kruger's.
phil" he said at last, when his
mind was weary of the ceaseless grind
of thoughts, 81 believe that mineral
agent is holding back our papers. l
believe old Aragon has passed him a
hundred or so and they're in cahoots
to rob us. But I'll tell you what I'll
do-you give me a power of attorney
to receive those papers for you, and
I'll go in and talk Dutch to the whole
outfit"
What do you want to do that for?'
demanded De Lancey querulously.
"Why can't you wait a while? Those
papers have to go to Moctezuma and
Hermosillo and all over the City of
Mexico and back, and 1t takes time.
What do you want to make trouble
for?"
well, I'll tell you, Phil" answered
Bud honestly. "I've got a bunch II we
don't grab them papers soon we won't
get 'em at all. Here these rebels are
working closer all the time. and Ara
gon Is providing US. I want to get title
and turn 1t over to Kruger, before we
lose out somewhere"
whats the matter with me going
In and talking to the agent?" suggest
ed Phil. Then, as he saw his pard-
ner's face, he paused and laughed bit
terly.
You don't trust me any more do
you, Bud?" he said.
well, it amt that so much" evaded
Hooker; but | SURE don't trust that
Manuel del Rey. The first time you
go into town he's going to pinch you,
and / know it,"
I'm going to go in all the same"
declared De Lancey, land If the little
squirt tries to stop me-"
Jaw, Phil" entreated Bud, "be rea-
sonable, can't ye? You got no call to
go up against that little Teller. He's a
bad actor. / can see that, and believe
he'd kill you If he got the chance. But
wait a little while-maybe he'll get
took off in the fights this summer"
mo, he's too cursed mean for that"
muttered De Lancey, but he seemed
to take some comfort in the thought.
AS for Bud, he loafed around for a
while, cleaning up camp, making
smoke for the absent Yaqqui, and look
Ing I'VE the deserted mine, but some
thing in the changed atmosphere made
him restless and uneasy.
"I wonder where that logged In
dian went to-" he said for the hun
dredth time, as the deep shadows
gathered in the valley. by Joe, Phil,
If Amigo comes back I'm going to go
ahead on that mine. / want to keep
him around here, and we might as
we'll get out some ore. If it's only for
a grub-stake. Come on-what do you
say? Wen open her up-there's moth
ing to hide now. Well, I'll do 1t my
self. then-this setting around is get
ting on my nerves."
His ~far-seeing eyes, trained from his
boyhood to search the hills for cattle,
scanned the tops Of the ridges as he
spoke; and while he sat and pondered
they noted every rock.
Then at last he rose up slowly and
gazed at a certain spot. He waved
his arm. beckoning the distant point
of blackness to come in, and soon
from around a point in the canyon the
Yaqui appeared, bearing a heavy Maui
ser rifle on his arm.
Across his broad breast hung the
same familiar cartridge-belt, two more
encircled his hips, and he walked
with his head held high, like the war