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But the Yaquis are real Indians of one of the Mexican races a race that was once among the best. Of course, even then, they weren't like our American Indians." "I guess I'm looking for tomahawks and scalping knives and listening for warwhoops!" admitted Dick. "I have an Indian stone pipe home, with a long flat stem, made of a piece of oak, with designs burned in it.
As for Rosemary, she had but one thought to remain near her brother at any cost. And as she had so far managed to conceal from the Yaquis the fact that she possessed her efficient automatic, and a supply of ammunition, she felt a sense of security that otherwise would not have been with her. She, too, resolved on desperate measures before she would let them separate her and Floyd.
Some steaming hot coffee, crisp bacon the odor of which was an aroma in the morning air, flapjacks and sour dough bread for those who wanted it, made the meal, which well fortified those who partook of it for the day's events, which were destined to be strenuous. Once again the order was: "Forward march!" Again they were on the trail of the Yaquis.
It isn't the Yaquis at all! It's Del Pinzo!" Time was when the mention of Del Pinzo's name would have brought forth a yell of anger from the cowboys of Diamond X ranch. He was an enemy at once to be feared and loathed, for he did not fight fair, and he was of the detested, half-breed Mexican type.
With the first streak of dawn the troopers were up, as were the cowboys, for Rolling Stone had said, and Buck Tooth agreed with him, that if the Yaquis did attack it would be at dawn, since they seldom fought after nightfall. But no attack came, and breakfast was served, with sentries on the watch to guard against surprise.
"Well, you know what we were told when we started out to make this trip that we had better take the most civilized and best traveled trails, as the Yaquis were reported to be on the verge of making an outbreak." "Yes, and for that reason I kept well away from the border. But we aren't anywhere near the Yaquis country now." "Aren't we?" asked Rosemary, with a strange quietness in her voice.
This Yaqui, better dressed and mounted, but more evil in face than any of his band, smiled grimly as he jammed his gun back into the holster. And Floyd had the sense to return his weapon. As Rosemary had said, there was grave danger in firing, for at best only a few of the Yaquis could have been disposed of, and the others would have taken a terrible revenge.
"It looks that way," agreed Lieutenant Snow. "This trail Buck Tooth discovered is much the fresher. We ought to follow that." And this they did, after a hasty meal. Once more they were after the Yaquis, and late that night one of the scouts in the lead car riding back at full speed with the news: "They're right ahead of us!" "Wow!" yelled Bud. "Hurray!" shouted Dick.
And, as he says, these Yaquis may be a lot of half-breeds, or a part of the tribe that is outlawed from the others. I'm not standing up for the Yaquis," he hastened to add, "for I know they've done a lot of dirty work. But this bunch may be worse than the others. Anyhow Buck Tooth says so. And I'm glad he's with us. I felt sorry after I left him back at the ranch."
"Either that or soldiers." "That's so! Soldiers!" cried Floyd. "I hadn't thought of them! Of course there are troopers stationed out here at various places. And word of the Yaquis uprising is sure to go to them. Maybe a band of U.S. Regulars is on the way to save us, Rose!" "I hope so. But we can't count on it.
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