The Olneyville tribune. (Providence, R.I.) 1893-189?, 1893-09-23
meshes, and wa.lowing and struggling

meshes, and wa.lowing and struggling
till the net shook as in gale.
Then came the long lines Of half
naked brown boys tumbling down
after them out OF the brush, and
J striking right and left, and up and
/ down with their clubs.
I In less than ten minutes from the
/ time they came out OF the brush, the
little fellows had laid down their
clubs, and were 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
hoy from Boston said savagely To the
little Aztec, as he stood directing
the counting OF the ears, you're a
Brigand! You're the black Brigand
OF San Diego City, ana i can whip
you"
Tn, Brigand said nothing, but kept
on with his work
In little time the president and
gardener came forward, and roughly
estimated that abouo one thousand OF
the pests had been DESTROYED. Then
the kindly pres deht 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
quvered He had never seen SO much
money in all his life He held his
head down In silence for long time.
and seemed TO be thinking hard. His
half-naked little brothers and cousins
grouped about and seemed to lie
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 |
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. Now. look here, /
want every one Of you to take IL dollar
apiece, and l will take what Is left. "
lie 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
or himself for taking 1t, he quietly
put his dollar back. Then all the
others, fine, impul,ive fellows who
had hardly thought what they were
about ut first, did the same, and the
little brown boys came forward.
They kept coming and kept taking,
till there was nothing but the hand
kerchief left
one OF the professors then took a
piece OF gold from his pocket, and
gave it to the little "Brigand. The
boy was so glad that tears came into
his eyes and he turned to go.
'See here"
1t was the smart boy from Boston
who had been looking on all this
time, and who now came forward
with his hand held out.
See he!e." he said. "Tve got
forty-dollar shotgun to give away,
and / want you to have 1t; yes, l do
There's my hand on it. Take nv
hand, and you shall have the gun
just rs soon rs 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 with
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.