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Billie handed over the glass without a word and stood expectant, while Donald scrutinized closely a body of horsemen twenty or more in number which had halted beside the railroad that connects the little city of Pachuca with the City of Mexico. "They are not soldiers, that's certain," was Donald's comment after he had inspected the riders carefully for a couple of minutes.
"Followers of the bandit leader, Emilio Zapata." "Which side does he belong to?" asked Adrian. "Huerta or Carranza?" "Neither. He is simply a bandit, and his followers prey upon any whom they find unprotected." "And do you really think they are going to hold up and rob the train from Pachuca?" "Sin duda!" meaning without doubt. "Then we must prevent them," declared Donald emphatically.
During one of my recent visits to Mexico, bull fights were got up in my honor at Puebla and at Pachuca. I was not notified in advance so as to be able to decline and thus prevent the performance; but in both cases I civilly declined to attend.
Leaving Puebla on the early morning train, and taking the Pachuca branch at Ometusco, we changed cars at Tepa onto the narrow-gauge Hidalgo road for Tulancingo, which took us by a winding course through a great maguéy country. After two hours of riding, in the latter part of which we were within sight of a pretty lakelet, we reached Tulancingo.
"Señor Juan Pachuca " gasped the panting messenger, "he sends me to say to Captain Gonzales to make speed. He waits at his rancho. He has news of the revolution," finished the boy, proudly. "News! Humph, is that all he's got?" demanded Angel, promptly. "Men, and horses and plunder oh, much plunder!" The boy's eyes shone. "So? That's better, eh, Cortes? Shall we go, or "
Obregon's broken away from Mexico City guess you heard that and they're talking of De la Huerta for provisional president." "Know him? De la Huerta?" "I've seen him. He's a young chap some folks think he's a radical I don't know." "Had any trouble at your place?" Scott narrated the proceedings of Juan Pachuca at some length and with some heat.
When we had been a week or two in the city of Mexico, we decided upon making an excursion to the great silver mining district of the Real del Monte. Some of our English friends were leaving for England, and had engaged the whole of the Diligence to Pachuca, going from thence up to the Real, and thence to Tampico, with all the pomp and circumstance of a train of carriages and an armed escort.
Himself rather a good judge of which way the political cat might be expected to jump at this particular crisis, Pachuca had decided to throw in his lot with the Obregonistas. He knew Obregon, knew his hold on the people, his popularity with the labor party, and it looked to him very much as though that general of fascinating Irish ancestry had a good chance of being Mexico's next president.
"I think Bob would be at the station. If I could go there " Polly began, with a little lump in her throat. "This is the station," said Pachuca. "It is Jacob Swartz' store and the station as well." "Then something has happened to my letter. He never would have disappointed me like this," said the girl, despairingly. "That is quite possible. If you would let me serve you in this matter, señorita?
Alas, the shakedown consisted of a small hard mattress and a couple of blankets, army blankets at that. Anyone who can make a rope ladder of army blankets, with nothing more solid to fasten them to than a rickety old desk, must be cleverer than even Juan Pachuca considered himself. With a sigh of surrender he returned to the window.
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