Los Cerrillos rustler. (Cerrillos, N.M.) 188?-1891, 1890-09-12

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70 do seNin' al she dies all q oncc with
the heart disease. - ! s'pose 'tNa'nt his
luck q take 20 Il a. II he'd ben raised
Their. but Their want no orr O. use
maxim a gentleman Of him. an secin'
be alwers had a comb Cor his hair. the
way Dick did
s.But his lookin' out fur the little cove
was the only queer streak Dick had, an
be was my pard Off on fur three years
Fun Well. now. yer shoutin1 The
cops was after US moron half the time
for disturbance an such. But NC want
no softies 20 be caught by them. The
minute they was huntin' Dick an me
would start fur the dock; an II didn't
take long ter lose track Of EN-. Run?
we-el. you lest hold up yer bottom dol
lar on that Why. mister. you never
see such a runner as Dick was. An he
could Jump equal 10 q eircus-rider.
That was what he was alwers layin' out
70 be. An he'd hev gone. too. II IL
hadn't ben fur that bloomin' little cove.
lie said ther wouldn't be no place fur
him without twas the clowns baby; an
he was a gentleman. an wouldn't take
to such work. hut me an Dick Jest
made things lively fur the teachers
down ter the mission chapel, you'd bot
ter believe. They'd alwers light on
him the FIRST thing to answer some Of
their questions; an he'd draw his face
down sober. an pretend be couldn't
quite make out what they said;
he'd alwers ben hard of hearin'.
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little so the whole school would git 10
laughin', an the teachers would boiler
till they was red in the face tryin' TO
make him understand. We took jamie
long with us once or twice; an there
was one OF the teachers there-a reg lar
swell she was, with her silk dress, an
feathers on her hat-she said he had a
face like a Rafer's angel, an she wanted
TO paint him. But Dick. he said he'd
promised his granny that boy shouldn't
60 out Of his sight till she got back from
her trip to Urop, an II she took jamie
she'd hev TO take him, too. An She
didn't say no more about IT, But she
!, rds a swell, though! The countess, we
!, used to call her; an pretty near every
! day we'd see her drivin' through Broad
, way with a wilder lady in Grape an q
, boss that held up his nose as IL he
> wanted TO sniff the stars out Of the sky.
: Lots OF go that boss hadl lie got scar
y at sumthin' one time an come t'arin
down the street like all possessed, with
= she a hollerin' whoa, an pullin' bach
~ on the reins, an the next minute they't
: gone whack into another team II /
y hadn't been for Dick. My eyer ht
= yelled TO me, when he saw her comm
y she do know nothin' about a boss. Jes
=, wait till you see mo stop him. an tn
next minnit he was In the road, grabbin
hold OF the bride; an before he let g
!, he'd brought that boss down into
= walk. Stopped him quick as that! Blu
~ Dick want none o. them softies to b
nc babied fur what he'd done. My boy
!, says the wilder lady, a-takin' out he
~ pocket-book, will you tell me what /
your name? An how could you be bray
~ enough to stop our horse?
= "'We-el.' grinned Dick, yer see
~ ma'am. / couldn't help 1t. / was she
up in n lunatic 'sylum once Jest fu
~ stoppin' bosses. Whenever | see on
u goin' out OF a walk sumthin' takes hol
~ an pushes me right in front OF 'em, al
~ Two got to catch hold o. the bride I
- save bein' run over. AS fur pay,
% quarter u about make up fur the dan
- age done. Thankee, ma'am.' An the
y. he turned an took of his hat to tn
countess as perlite as yer pleas,
Good-afternoon, ma'am. May be 20
nv !, don't recognize me, but I'm of the opir
:. ion you're the lady I've noticed down {
the mission school. | have a elias
there myself. Glad TO see yer enteriI
. into the good work An with that h
y, tipped his hat again an walked vi
;" as solemn as an owl.
The worst boy In my class say
~ the countess, talkin' to the other Won
"a an But did yer notice the little la
- with him? His face reminds me S
much of little Georgie's.'
III faith, jamie, grinned Dick, whe
he told him, they're takin' such
fancy TO yer they'll BIO takin' yer u
live With them next II 'twan't this
he the countess amt any too fond Of me
up An after that whenever he SEQ hi
'ur a-coinin' he'd wink to me an say: Dy
MT mini how I'm spilin' the bye's pro
to poets with the countess?'
at eff I'd bon standin' in his shoes /
'm clared out fur a few days, an see II sh
wouldn't got him of my hands Br
i Dick alwers was the queerest fish. L
lat liked that little cove round, a
lie treated him like a king, when he didn
'rd rake in enough to pay fur tryin'. L
en- want no chum o. mine. No. sir. TIE
o yer what 1t is, boss, when Billy Mura
m. goes hunks with anybody 1t amt with
to milk-an'-w water baby. Jamie couldn
we see anybody look at him without
snivelin', an he hadn't the sand OF
ed cat. II he had 'twouldn't hev-wel