Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-10-24

meshes, and wallowinx aud struggling
till the net shook as in a gale.
Then came the long lines of half
naked brown boys tumbling down
after them out OF the brush, and
striking right and left, and up and
down with their clubs
In less than ten minutes from the
time they came out of the brush, the
little fellows had laid down thei.
clubs, and we're dragging the game
together.
The grave professors shook their
hats and handkerchiefs. and shouted
with delight from their windows
overhead, and all the white BOYS
danced about wild with excitement.
That is, all but one or two. The
boy from Boston said savagely to the
little Aztec, as he stood directing
the counting OF the ears, "You're a
BriRand! You're the black Brigand
of San Diego City, ana L.. can whip
you!"
Ths BriGand said nothing, but kept
on with his work.
In little time the president and
gardener came forward, and roughly
estimated that about one thousand of
the pests had been DESTROYED. Then
the kindly president went to the bank
and brought out 100 silver dollars,
which he handed to the little Brigan
OF San Diego in big cotton handker-
chief.
The poor. timid little fellows lips
Quivered. He had never seen so much
money in all his life. He held his
head down in silence for q long time.
and seemed to be thinking hard. His
half-naked little brothers and cousins
grouped about and seemed to he
waiting for share OF the money.
The boys schoolmates also crowded
around. just as boys will, but they
did not want any of the silver, and l
am sure that all, save only one or
two, were glad because of his good
luck.
Finally lifting up his head. and
looking about the crowd of his school,
fellows he said, snow, look here. l
want every one Of you to take dollar
apiece, and will take what is left. "
He laid the handkerchief that held
the silver dollars down ON the grass,
and spread it wide open.
Hastily but orderly, his school,
mate began to take up the silver, his
own little brown fellows timidly hold
ing back.
The one of the white boys who had
hastily helped himself, saw that the
bottom was almost reached; and with
the remark that he was half ashamed
OF himself for taking it. he quietly
put his dollar back. Then all the
others, fine. impulsive fellows who
had hardly thought what they were
about at first, did the same, and the
little brown boys came forward.
They kept coming aud kept taking,
till there was nothing but the hand
kerchief left
One of the professors then took g
piece of gold from his pocket. and
gave it to the little "Brigand." Thu
boy was so glad that tears came int
his eyes, and he turned to go.
''See herem
1t was the smart boy from Boston
who had been looking on all thi
time. and who now came forward
with his hand held out.
See herew he said. ave got
forty.dollar shotgun to give away
and I want you to have it; yes, l do
There's my hand on it. Take N,
hand, and you shall have the gur
just as soon as it gets here"
The two shook hands, and the
boys all shouted with delight; and On
the very next Saturday one Of these
two boys went out hunting quail will
a fine shotgun on his shoulder.
1t was the Brigand of San Diego
the silent little hero of the great rab
bit drive. Youths Companion.