“Yip! Yip! Y–e–e–e–e–ow!” “Gracious! What’s coming, a band of circus Indians?” “Not knowing, can’t say; but there is evidently something to the fore in the strenuous line.” “Well, I should say so. Hark, what’s that?” “Shooting; maybe some of those Mestizos from over the Rio Grande are attacking the town.” “Hardly likely. The last heard of them they were fifty miles from the Border fighting hard with the Federals. But it’s something, all right.”