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Updated: June 22, 2025
Rosemary!" cried Bud, not exactly recognizing his cousin, but guessing the girl could be none other. The rush of the attackers, together with the panic that had run through the ranks of the Indians like wildfire, was all that was needed to turn the scale. The Yaquis, with howls of fear, not knowing what it was all about, threw down their guns and sought for means of escape.
"Which isn't saying that there won't be, or hasn't been," spoke Snake. "File out your men without guns, you understand!" he snapped. "And then you can hit your own trail. Looks like there'd been a mistake all round. We thought you the Yaquis." "Oh, Senor Purdee!" There was false injury in the tones. "And I'm not so sure but what it will turn out that way in the end," added the cowboy grimly.
Weary, apprehensive, tired and fairly ill from their hardships, Rosemary and her brother had been thrust into the cavern when the Yaquis reached this vantage place, knowing their pursuers were close behind them. "Something's up!" Floyd had said as they were rudely hustled into the hiding place. "I hope it's the end," said Rosemary dismally. Poor girl!
For suddenly the troopers he had sent to attack the rear of the Yaquis opened up a fire and this, being augmented by shots from the main body, soon threw the Indians into such confusion that the end was only a question of minutes. And it came suddenly. For just as Captain Marshall was preparing to order a charge, Snake gave a yell and shouted: "The white flag! They're quitting!"
If they don't get him, or he doesn't lose your note." But the message was delivered and was the means of spurring into action those at Diamond X ranch. Contrary to what was usual when a band of cowboys, including Bud, Nort, and Dick, started off on the trail, there was very little singing, laughing and joking as they gave their ponies rein to begin pursuit after the kidnapping Yaquis.
This was a sight of the main body of the Yaquis, under the leadership of Paz, moving off at a right angle to the main trail, while Mike, evidently in command of the smaller party which guarded the captives, was going on up the mountain slope, farther into the fastnesses of the rugged peaks. "Say, what's up?" asked Floyd, of his sister. "Don't know, but it looks as if they had separated.
In answer Snake pointed toward Bud and his cousins, on whose faces were looks of grave alarm as the new acquisition to their forces spoke thus of the fierce character of the Yaquis.
Each slave had for a day's rations a hunk of sour dough, no more. Yucatan is low, marshy, damp, hot. The Yaquis were bred on the high, dry Sonoran plateau, where the air is like a knife. They dropped dead in the henequen fields, and their places were taken by more. You see, the Mexicans won't kill outright in their war of extermination of the Yaquis. They get use out of them.
Some of the regular troops have received orders to move, and they're on their way now. If there were only a scattered few of the Yaquis, Uncle Sam wouldn't be so anxious. They've raided one Arizona town, I heard." "They have!" cried Nort, Dick and Bud in a breath. "Why this must have happened several days ago," exclaimed Mr. Merkel.
"Maybe some of the attackers, whoever they are, have broken through." A look of delighted joy came over the face of Rosemary. But a moment later it faded away and she seemed hopeless. "It can't be," she said. "There'd be a lot of yelling and shouting if any of those who are attacking the Yaquis had broken through their lines," she went on. "There's no use waiting, Floyd. Let's try my plan!"
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