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"Los Gringos used to laugh at the Mexican and his cloak, and not long after they came the 'Greasers, as the Americans called the young men born here in California, began to wear the ugly clothes the Gringos brought out from Boston.
But the enemy far outnumbered our friends, and the latter, for the time being, were in the position of persons besieged. For, no sooner had the Greasers seen what was the object of Bud and his followers, than the lawless ones took such small shelter as they could find, some behind their prostrate horses, and began firing at the boy ranchers' party.
"Come on, let's get back to camp." "They don't shoot in the night-time, though," grumbled Creede, leading off again. "I'll bet ye some of them Greasers has seen a ghost. Say," he cried, "the boys may be out doin' some night ridin'!" But when they rode into camp every man was in his blankets.
Right away, as soon as work begun, the place was jammed full of Greasers getting paid off every Saturday night, and all day Sunday being crazy drunk and knifing each other, and in between scrappings having their pay sucked out of 'em at the banks and dance-halls and most of the boys going along about the same rate, except they used guns instead of knives to settle matters so the town really was just about what you might call a quarter-section of hell's front yard.
If Nels and Monty ever throw guns at that close range, why, before you'd know what was up there'd be a pile of Greasers. There! Stewart said something to the Don. I wonder what. I'll gamble it was something to get the Don's outfit all close together. Sure! Greasers have no sense. But them white guerrillas, they're lookin' some dubious. Whatever's comin' off will come soon, you can bet.
"They are cheaper there; or we can get our stuff freighted in by Greasers and hoof it ourselves." "Then I should think we ought to have a boat." "I got one," said Yank. "Good for you!" cried Talbot. "You're a man after my own heart! Well, Johnny?" Johnny told his tale, a little proudly and produced his required two hundred and twenty dollars.
"They will be after us, as soon as they find out that we are captured; and when they get their eyes on these 'Greasers, as they call them, there'll be fun." "But we don't want to wait for them," said Frank. "We must escape to-night, if possible.
"Not on your life!" declared Nort and Dick. "Well, I shore do like t' hear you talk that-a-way," said Old Billee. "I didn't think you'd do it. Course it ain't no fun t' sit still an' let these onery Greasers walk off with your cattle. But, as I say, it's sometimes easier'n 'tis t' fight 'em. Lots of th' ranchmen do pay tribute in a way.
The toast was drunk quietly and reverently, and when it was suggested that the Greasers themselves should have participated, they were all summoned, and the same toast was drank again.
It's a horrible thing.... Well, this Yaqui you brought in escaped from his captors, got aboard ship, and eventually reached New Orleans. Somehow he traveled way out here. I gave him a bag of food, and he went off with a Papago Indian. He was a sick man then. And he must have fallen foul of some Greasers." Gale told of his experience at Papago Well.
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