St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-02-07

Oft the stupor that often came upon him
and ask the girls TO sing. They would
bring in their guitars and blend their sweet
voices In plaintive Spanish songs that
brought tears to the eyes of the Frustrated
cavalier cowboy. l can see his manly hand
now as he would put it out from under the
quilt and say with suppressed emotion:
Shake, Chi, and You too, Pepy."
He called them Chi and Pepy as if he had
been playmates with them. Chiauta
would then rise, stately as a queen, and
shake his hand cordially and give it few
tender strokes with both of her beautiful
hands. Little Pepy, beaming with smiles,
would take his hand and kiss it.
TWO HEARTS UNITED IN DEATH.
81 hev heard the lone coyote howl, hev
seen many thousand mad steers comm like
death on a pale horse. hev been surrounded
by yelling Injuns. but 1 hey never been
moved afOre like this" he would frequently
say while holding Chrs hand in his, Just
after the singing. Then Chi would lean
forward and look wistfully INTO his pale.
handsome face and tears would gather in
her large soulful eyes. Pepita would put her
handkerchief to her face and go out and
weep as if her heart would break. l soon
saw that Chiquita at least admired the
brave, reckless man, who would always
tight for honor and justice. Bill, sick as he
was from his wound, discovered what a
noble nature Chquita had, and one day ex-
pressed it to me in this quaint style:
Il hev sized the soul of Chi up and IL
amt found wanting. Pard, if 1 ever get
up again III ask her to be my wife.
She amt got any Greaser blood in her.
all pure CaStillyun, I'll bet my last copper
on it,"
This was good news, for felt that
Chiqulta loved him or would learn to before
he was able to leave the house. So that
day returned to the city very happy at
BilPs resolution and the turn things were
taking. The next day / was laZily strOlling
along the Plaza Veramenda smoking a
shuck cigarette and weaving all kind of
rOmances about Bill and the beautiful gIrl
who was TO be his wife, when l looked up
and saw Pepita's pretty face. She was on
horseback and rode rapidly up TO me. 1
saw from her agitated manner that some
thing was the matter.
''Senor, he is dying, 1 fear. Eve come
for you and the DOCTOR" she said in the
Spanish tongue.
Bill was dellrious, and talking over some
of the past scenes he had witnessed in his
early youth, but he seemed to know that
the woman he loved was by him. The
doctor went to work at once, and in two OF
three hours the fever had gone down and
Bill was rational. During that time
wondered where the two girls had gone.
The day had passed into beautiful moon
light night. Bill asked for Chi and the
doctor sent me to find her. L called several
times for the girls but received no response.
l approached the old church and looked
through creyice. The moonbeamS were
shining through the partly open roof. They
fell upon the sad up-turned faces of two
girls with clasped hands, who were praying.
They were Chiquita and Pepita. Tears
were mingled with the prayers, and now
and then Chi would embrace her young
sister and weep. stole back to the house
and said they would come presently.
Il hev something to say to you alone"
said Bill. addressing me. This is agOin'
to be my last whistle, and l am agoin' to
ask favor" taking my hand and looking
me In the face.
I answered him that anything 1 could do
for him 1 would with all my heart. A
smile PLAYED over his wan features:
II knew it. and that's why | hev asked
it. Fust, never tell Chiquita how many
Greasers I've done up in my time. it would
give her pain. Second, that time busted
the three-card monte sharper at San Marcus,
don't give it away TO her that knew them
kerds by their backs; want her to think
/ am square. Third, when l hev passed in
and have been planted bit. set up to Chi
and take her just for yer old pards sake
This last proposition was a surprise. and
/ was on the point of refusing. when 1
thought that could promise it because
Chiqaita loved him and would love no one
else.
Eyes, everything promise, Bill. but l
expect you to get well and marry her your
self, !" was the reply.
''Ah, no. that internal rancher must hev
put pisen in his bullet. for / grow weaker
every moment" he answered, in low
tone
! saw that his time was drawing near.
''Where is Chip" he asked.
The door opened and the stately form of
the Mexican girl glided in and went to the
bedside Of the dying cowboy. She knelt
by his side and held up the image OF the
Saviour undergoing cruclixion. When Bill
was boy. back In the states, he had said
prayers at his mothers knees, but never