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Updated: June 21, 2025
As they dipped down into a little valley there came to their ears faint yells of rage. "They've found their saddles gone!" said Nort. Again came a shout. "They've missed their bridles!" said Dick. A louder yell! "No guns!" shouted Bud. "Oh, this is one time we put it all over Del Pinzo!" Forward rode the outfit from Diamond X. "Rosemary, are you able to stand it?"
It was towards the close of the afternoon, when they were beginning to seek for a suitable camping place, with water, that Nort, who had ridden on a little in advance, came to a halt at the top of a rise. His halt was caused by the appearance of a solitary horseman, coming toward him.
They bewitches a man's heart, does mermaids, an' kills the eternal soul of him! Sure, b'y! Didn't me own great-gran'father, who sailed foreign viyages out o' Witless Bay, clap his own two eyes on to one o' they desperate sea-critters one night he was standin' his trick at the wheel, one day nort' o' Barbados? Sure, b'y!
"I don't want to hear his name again," murmured Dick, nursing his wounded hand. "And to think that Four Eyes was working in our interests when we thought him a spy! That was pretty good!" laughed Nort. "Yes, it all worked out pretty well," spoke Bud. "And do you know what I'd like to do? I'd like Dad to buy that old volcano crater for us.
"Look, he's sending some of his men out now to try and get in the rear of the Yaquis." Dick and Nort turned to see a detachment of the troopers making their way on hands and knees out among the rocks.
"They might have been made by our own ponies," observed Nort. "Yes, but they weren't," Bud declared. "How can they tell?" asked Dick. "Oh, I don't know exactly, but there are dozens of little points that an Indian trailer looks for," Bud answered. "He can tell whether the horses trotted or walked. He can tell whether the man who rode him was a tenderfoot or a cowpuncher.
"The boer's bruder, he come back from the nort without catch any giraffe," replied the Bushman. "I tink he got some now." A light suddenly dawned on the mind of Hans, who stood listening to this dialect. The mysterious conduct of Congo appeared better than half explained. A halt was immediately ordered, and all gathered around Swartboy.
As nearly as Bud, Nort and Dick could tell from their vantage point, eight or ten Mexicans, Greasers or other undesirable characters, had swept down from the north on Old Billee, Snake and Yellin' Kid as the latter were hazing the cattle along to the trail which led to the distant railroad station. Naturally the cowboys of Happy Valley had turned on their attackers and the fight resulted.
Mebe so I'm name de man dat run de wheeskey into de Nort'. De man dat plans de cattle raids on de bordair. De man dat keels mor' Injun dan mos' men keels deer, eh! Wat den? Mebe so den you turn us loose, eh?" Ripley laughed. "You think I'm goin' to pay you to tell me the name of the man we've already got locked up?"
"The closer the better so, we can get a few shots at 'em!" declared Nort. "Will they really make a stand and fight?" asked Dick. "I don't know," Bud replied. "I never " "They'll fight all right!" interrupted Rolling Stone. "They'll fight now just through fear of being captured. The first hot impulses that caused them to run wild are cooling off.
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