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Updated: June 9, 2025
A bronze-faced sergeant, silently following his young chief, watched him with inquiring eyes and waited for the decision that was to condemn the command to another night march across the desert, or remand them to rest until an hour or so before the dawn. "How far did you say it was to Ceralvo's, sergeant?" "About twenty-two miles, west." "And to Moreno's?" "About fifteen, sir; off here."
He wished, however, that Jackson were back with such tidings as he had picked up at Ceralvo's. It was always best to be prepared, even though this was some distance away from the customary raiding-ground of the tribe. Just then there came a hail from aloft. Pikey was shouting.
We haven't passed anybody, have we, Tony?" he asked of the silent horseman by his side. "None, señor; but there were many hoof-trails leading to Ceralvo's," was the answer, in the Spanish tongue. "Then you'll need water here, Mr. Harvey.
"W-e-l-l, I need Bland just now. Put some of the old hands and older heads on, and don't let anything escape their notice." "Beg pardon, lieutenant, but what's to be the line of direction? When we started it was understood that we were to take the shortest cut for Ceralvo's, and now we're heading for the Picatch."
"What was that?" "Smoke, sir, off towards the Gila, north of Ceralvo's, I should say, just about north of west of where we are." "Why didn't you report it?" "You were asleep, sir, and by the time I got the glasses and looked it had faded out entirely; but it's my belief the Indians are between us and the river, or were over there north of Ceralvo's to-day. If not Indians, who?"
"They're the first ladies to pass through here since I came on duty at the station two months ago. You stay at Moreno's, I suppose?" "Yes; the governor meets us there with relays and four or five men. We knew there would be no danger west of the Santa Maria." "W-e-ll, did you stop at Ceralvo's or see any of their people?" "No, I never put in there. Father's very suspicious of that gang.
They only bound and held me till Jackson got back from Ceralvo's a couple of hours ago. Are you shot, injured?" "No, no," groaned Harvey. "But I am broken, utterly broken, and my sisters are in the hands of those hounds." "Never worry about that, man. I know young Drummond well. There isn't a braver, better officer in the old regiment if he is but a boy.
"Why, I don't believe that story at all," flatly answered Feeny; "it's some damned plant that fellow Donovan's springing on you, a mere excuse to ride back so they could drink and gamble with those thugs at Ceralvo's. They've just been paid off and had no chance for any fun at all before they were ordered out on this escort duty.
Jackson, now, rides in as blithe as a May morning, a May morning out of Arizona, I mean. They never get the best of him. The only trouble is he stays too long; he ought to be back here now." "Humph! he'll be apt to come back in a hurry with Pat Donovan and those 'C' troop fellows spending their money like water at Ceralvo's." "You still insist they're over there, do you, Pike? I think they're not.
Why in thunder couldn't you let me look into that business over at Ceralvo's instead of Jackson? he gets everything worth having. I'm shelved for his sake day after day." "Couldn't send you, Pike, on any such quest as that. Those Greasers have sharp eyes, and one look at your face would convince them that we'd lost our grip or were in for a funeral.
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