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Updated: May 29, 2025
You don't have to duck nothin' for you ain't did nothin'. I don't know what you're runnin' away from; but I know it ain't nothin' the police is worryin' about I can tell that by the way you act so I guess we'll split here. You'd be a boob to cross if you don't have to, fer if Villa don't get you the Carranzistas will, unless the Zapatistas nab you first.
"I couldn't see anything if I did," he thought, "but any one looking up could see me. I'll do better by listening." The words came to him almost as distinctly as though he were in the same room with the speakers, and there was no longer any doubt that the voices were those of the Zapatistas who had attempted to rob the train.
The train which left the City of Mexico that April morning made no such time. After a tiresome all-day ride with numerous aggravating stops, when darkness fell they were still on the plateau of Mexico, some miles west of Orizaba, running slowly for fear some stray bunch of Carranzistas or Zapatistas might have torn up a length or two of track.
This furnished Huerta with another grievance against Madero. Some time afterward I heard General Huerta explain in private conversation to some of his old army comrades that he had been recalled from Morelos because of his sharp military measures against the Zapatistas, owing to President Madero's sentimental preference for dealing leniently with his old Zapatista friends.
There were more than a dozen, so that in point of numbers, the force on the train nearly equalled the Zapatistas. These were so stationed at the windows that they could give the would-be robbers a warm reception. "We must use some strategy," declared Adrian, "or we will simply succeed in killing a few and scaring away the others. That will not be a very brilliant deed."
At the same time President Madero induced his former fellow rebel, Ambrosio Figueroa, now Commander-in-Chief of Mexico's rural guards, to cooperate with General Huerta by bringing a mounted force of three thousand rurales from Guerrero into Morelos from the south so as to hem in the Zapatistas between himself and Huerta at Cuernavaca.
"You don't think they would hold up a train in broad daylight, and that not more than five miles from town, do you?" queried Billie. "If they are what I suspect," declared Pedro, "I think they would hold it up at the station, if there were only a few more of them." "And what do you think they are?" "I think they are Zapatistas." "What are they?" asked Donald.
"What had we better do?" asked the conductor. "We had better go back to Pachuca for help," replied the guards. "And let the Zapatistas escape!" exclaimed Billie hotly. "What do you want to do that for?" "We have only six guards," the conductor explained, "and " "And that, with us, makes ten," interrupted Billie. The conductor regarded the boy with surprise.
He is much more minded to bury it in the earth, to hide it in his socks, to lay it up in the great republic to the north, where neither presidents corrupt nor Zapatistas break in and steal. By day moderate clothing was comfortable, but the night air is sharp and penetrating, and he who is not dressed for winter will be inclined to keep moving.
"Come on! Let's go after them," and he climbed up onto the car. "That's what I say," said Pedro, following Billie's example. Without more words the others followed and the conductor gave the signal to go ahead. "How about the horses?" asked Donald, turning to Pedro. "They'll be all right; but if we capture the Zapatistas we'll have horses enough any way."
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