New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-03-26
CHOKED, BLINDED,
ARMY MOVES ON
Continued from page I

the darkness, men crawl from their
wagons, the mess fires bloom again
all the orderly stir Of humanity ana
ouodruped.. Living dawn breaks
through the gaunt, dead mountains, full
on the swarming horde and your heart
leans that the wind has died, and AZ
last the desert is behind TO the north
ward.
an Troop saddle; lieutenant raised
his arm, crooked his gaunt!eted hand.
Village Walls a-Crumble.
Once more you are an atom in the
moving thread that binds north and
south. Plumy cottonwoods OF green
that cuts the eye marked the twisting
course Of the Rio Casas Grandes.
against grassy mountains the color or
buckskin. A shot rings out, aimed by
some officers Colt at the flashing gray
ness Of the coyote you may have heard
last night The two boys afoot Just
ahead-of the engineer corps by the
tripod and plane tables one carries on
his back stopped suddenly 10 set up
their gear. FOR we were rising into a
gentle pass, where ravens hoped about
another promo mule.
That day we passed our first native
village. Not brown adobe wall was
rooted, the three bells of the plastered
church hanging on rope outside like
ly had not rung for years; its walls
were a-crumble The tiny plaza. where
no band could have played since the
Red Flag" horsemen OF censored
swept through there was like a jungle.
Not a native was in sight. IL is at
such a moment that you feel the bligh
and poison of endless revolution.
Beyond in the open, one Of the cow
boy scouts employed by the expedition
Joined me. They have proved OF
variable wos.h, few knowing the coun-
try so far south, and many who vol
unteered and were accepted have not
Joined the army. The staff has re-
ceived letters Withdrawing their prom
ises under various excuses, IN the
Western style Of big talk and side
step. But they are a picturesque lot
with their leather "chaps" and neat
ness of person few officers emulate
But this wa. one, Jack Boyd, who for
years had lived on his own ranch west
ward across the Sierra Madre, and only
deserted II after the Columbus raid
a red-headed. blue-eyed fellow with
Yankee drnwl and directness.
Americans Bring Confidence.
And as we talked, he showed that
same gladness at the presence OF our
uniforms, the naive trust that now his
troubles were over and We had come -
stay. (censored). No doubts had he
that Villa. on his southwark Sight. was
gathering men to his standard that he
was aiming to join Zspata in Morelos
which he would reach with 10000 men;
that there and not till then would we
fight him. And that fight; an easy VIC
tory for our olive-drab men, a shambles
and holocaust for villa. Boyd's was
the same scorn which most men who
have lived among them have for the
mongrel sons Of the old Aztecs in set
battle. and he showed that like sym
patty with the mental aptitude and de-
sire for self-improvement in the poems
at peace which all who have lived in
contact with them emphasize.
One listened, wondering at, doubling
this assurance in the outcome OF his
hope and conviction. | looked up, and
the one material certainty was the
great column shaking out SO endlessly
Ia its relentless pressure before and
behind That this one creature Villa
--Dorteo Arrange, who took the name
OF the Mexican Robin Hood should
have in its power 20 set nfoot so many
thousands. seemed a phenomenon that