Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1915-03-30
Yesterday morning. asked
What time il is?"
Halt Called AT Last.

Yesterday morning. l asked
What time il is?"
Halt Called at Last.
ITS / O'Clock OF apothcr day ole
fellow he replied, in his accented
English. Cheer up. Were still going
but / think there is going to be some
thing doing up ahead The genera
isn't making this forced march FOL
nothing"
reconclled myself to my blster'
and inner thoughts. There was moth
ing else to do but keep on. Solomon
was using his quirt on both his horst
and mine and the animals still main
tanned their swinging gallop Theli
| frequent stumbling in the dark told
| that WEAKNESS was overcoming them
My hands had grown numb pulling on
the reins but the thoughts of a pos
sible fall in the dark and the galop-
! Ing horde behind relieved my mind
| from the cramped and swollen fin
gers.
Then We halted. In Spanish the
word went back down the column for
quiet.
Il think the old man has found
them. old fellow" said Solomon, close
to my ear. Now you'll see the fun.
Take some Of this"
/ swallowed something strong from
the canteen he handed me. We waited
in silence. Ii anything, the wait the
darkness, the silence and the uncer-
tainty were worse than the riding. The
men were smoking their cigarets un-
der their blankets, and talking in
whispers Occasionally a horse would
become unruy, whereupon its rider
would subdue ii with mumbled curses
and iabs Of the spurs.
A bugle sounded II was the charge
Solomon shouted TO me. Quirts hum
med through the air spurs tangled,
bugles took up the call up and down
the line. Everyone yelled. The eN-
hausted animals caught the fever and
reared and plunged. The charge was
on.
As far as / could find out then, no
one near our positions in the line had
any idea what was being charged. ]
am sure ! didn't. But apparently 1t
was up ahead somewhere and that
was the direction we plunged
No Order in Stampede.
We swept past two wayside huts
and | saw the startled face of wrin
ltled old woman holding lantern
the door We passed more houses.
Dogs began to bark and | knew we
were nearing town.
Then the dun tEud of the horses
hoofs changed to sharp clatter as
we rode up a paved street.
thought at the time that an uneXpect-
ed barricade across that street would
have done as much damage to that
40 a Water
loo.
Shots rang out We were nearing
the square. Everyone was shouting.
] turned toward solomon. who had
been at my side but minute before,
and he was gone. He had either
passed me or had passed him. There
was no order, no command, no for
nation just a flood Of furious fight
ing fionds, surging onward through
the narrow streets.
Pistol Shots Start Firing.
The line of houses on the right sud
denly ended and / was carried along
in movement in tnat direction We
were i'm the public square. 1t was
bedlam. Mules were braying and
kicking. Riderless horses flashed by,
whinneying.
"Quien vive?" I heard just in front
of me
''Nive Carranza' came back
An officers automatic pistol ripped
out three stabs Of flame. The holder
of the weapon poured forth q volley
of Spanish, oaths or commands. ]
don't know Guns were being fired
all around
/ pulled on the reins and in some
manner backed my horse against the
side Of building. The animal was
tossing Its head, stamping its feet
and rearing lie reared backward /
and ! heard a crash of wood as his .
full weight struck some object behind .
us. It was "A door.
Horse Breaks Through House.
Then that horse executed what II
the best maneuver Of the bat
lie. lie backed through the door into .
4 room, through a clutter Of chains
and tables and furniture and directly
through another door on the opposite ,
side
When ] raised my head from his
shoulder l found myself in a brick
paved patio in which there were
peaceful palm trees and ferns and
small chairs and tables whose white
enamel made them stand out in the
heavy darkness.
The light of Il wax match brought!
double assurance of the safety of the
location. ! tied the best horse in
Mexico to one of the palms, spread
)ut the Wrinkled white handkerchief
IN my left arm and felt my way back
through the wreckage of the rooms.
rom "A barred window / watched
he melee I'm the square
Bedlam in Public square.
Lights We're beginning to show.
several small fires had been started
IN the ground. on either side of the
square in front of a white, one-s story
house, flashes of flame and rifle re-
PORTS were TO be seen and heard From
behind row of stone benches on the
'dge Of the square Intermittent shots
we're being fired into the building.
Villas children had cornered
Iroup Of the enemy IN the white
The fire was maintained
'ut the responses came fewer and
ever from the windows and doors of
he house
The tangle of men and horses and
wagons and mules and women in the
of the square is indie
cribable. The noise was deafening.
t was hysteria madness Just like a
Wild dream where everything is
married. and aWry- Some laughed and
lrsed. Many were still shouting
Was ana singing.
Quiet Finally Restored.
1t must have been an hour before
uiet was restored Then the camp
res We're started in the street and