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Updated: June 22, 2025
Those Yaquis they're regular devils when they get on the war path! Oh, I hope we aren't too late!" It was a hope the others shared. Rapid action replaced the comparative quiet that reigned during the reading of the telegram. Cowboys rode to and fro, and Bud and his cousins prepared to depart for Diamond X Second to arrange for taking the trail against the Yaquis.
"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.
"But what I started to say was that once the first wild outburst is over, the Yaquis will keep mighty quiet. They won't go about with a brass band, advertising their hiding places." "You mean it won't be easy to find them?" asked Nort. "That's it, son.
The car settled so far over that Rosemary had to cling to Floyd to avoid sliding out, and she could not repress a scream. "No going back now!" exclaimed Floyd grimly. "We're lucky if we can go ahead." "Do something!" desperately cried Rosemary. And then, with a suddenness that was nerve-racking, there swept around the bend in the road toward them a band of yelling Mexican Indians the Yaquis!
It must be stated that the troopers and those with them fought under a better system, and were better trained, to say nothing of being better individual marksmen. For this reason the casualties on the side of the Yaquis soon began to mount up.
The Yaquis had the advantage that their cover a big wall of rock sheltered many of them in an almost straight line, and they could fire in volleys on signal, while the soldiers and cowboys had to fire individually and at odd times, as they made their way from one sheltering stone to another.
To strike north overland was possible, though not to be advised, for brigands infested the cedar forests of Sinaloa and southern Sonora; and savage Yaquis, quite as much to be feared as the Apaches of further north, ravaged the desert and mountain country.
Rosemary and Floyd knew something of the west. They had lived in California a number of years, and had traveled across the continent more than once by auto on one occasion. So they were not at all disappointed when they saw the Yaquis did not measure up to the picturesque standard of Buffalo Bill's Indians.
Rolling Stone here claims to know a lot about the Yaquis, and he may be able to put us wise to some of their wrinkles. Come here, Stone!" he invited. In order not to obliterate the faint marks in the soil which indicated the passage of a body of horsemen, the troopers, with Bud and his friends, had halted some distance away from the lone scout.
Around one end are wound some red and blue beads, and the stem has some old faded ribbons tied to it. Have the Yaquis anything like that?" he asked Bud. "Not that I know of. The present generation smoke cigarettes when they can get 'em, something no self-respecting American Indian would dream of. Maybe the Yaquis have some such ceremony as smoking the peace pipe, but I don't know about it.
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