s, but I doubt if they used scalps. The scalps were hung at the
belt of the man who took them, to be afterward displayed in his tepee.
But I don't believe the Mexican Indians followed that practice, though
of course I'm not certain about it."

"The modern Yaquis are mean enough to do anything," said Rolling Stone.
"What the old timers did doesn't matter now. It's what these of today
do. And I reckon ye've heard how a party of 'em has taken prisoners
some of their friends," and he waved his hand toward the outfit from
Diamond X, of which he was not yet a full-fledged member.

"Yes, we heard about the uprising," admitted Captain Marshall. "We had
orders to take the trail, and we've been on it since. Well, as long as
you are ready, we may as well trot over and see what the scout has to
report. I hope he can put us on the real trail."

The bugle sounded, the troopers formed, and with the boy ranchers and
their friends falling in the rear, an unofficial part of the company of
regulars, the cavalcade set forth again.

On the way Snake Purdee, who rode beside Captain Marshall, told such
details as he possessed about the capture of Rosemary and Floyd. The
officer had heard pretty much the same story, for it had been wired to
distant points on the theory that the Yaquis would scatter, and there
was no telling in which direction they would travel.

"So Del Pinzo is on the rampage again; is he?" asked the Captain, as
they neared the lone scout, who was patiently waiting to impart such
information as he had.

"Well, he won't rampage an awful lot until he gets a new outfit!"
chuckled Yellin' Kid, who had ridden up to be on hand when the scout
was reached.

"What do you mean? Did you shoot him up?" asked the cavalry captain.
"If you did you ought to get a medal of honor, for of all the rascals
in this section he's the worst."

"We shot him and his followers up a bit," admitted Snake, "but we
didn't damage 'em as we ought. However we took their horse furniture
and guns away and left 'em their animals. It'll be a few days before
they get active again."

"Good!" exclaimed Captain Marshall. "And now we'll hear what Kelly has
to report."

The scout saluted as his commanding officer rode up, and the others,
realizing that there was a certain need of reserve in this first
interview, held back until the captain should signify that he was ready
to talk to them. For a time Captain Marshall and Private Kelly talked
in l