The herald., 1894-12-25

goin'. You kin put that in your pipe
and smoke It'll"
The csballero's eyes flashed, but he
and jumping on mis- horse galloped
away.
"They'll try shootin' fust," eaid
Stump. $50 we'll fix up" and accord
ingly he and Comfy boarded up the win
dows. barricaded the doors end bored
holes for the muzzles of their guns. At
about O'Clock the next day their pre-
cautions we're justified. The hills bound
ing Potato Farm gave up gay caval-
cada of cabelleros, who flourished pistols
and conversed with excitement. They
were some 10 in number aud were accom-
panied by the three daughters OF Linda
Vista. Rebosos drsped the pretty heads
and shoulders of the girls and their
lowered gowns fluttered in the breeze.
They threatened to divert from their
grim purpose the young man who had
responded to the call of the sons OF the
house of Sanchez.
They rode directly up to the cabin and
circled about it. 1t wac ga silent as the
tomb. The chimney was amokeless.
"They have goneW cried Emilio.
can we have to do is to burn the in
solent house,"
IL would rather fghtp said ono OF
the assisting caballeros, in accents OF
disappointment.
"You kim fight!" came q grumbling
voice from the interior of the cabin.
"We amt gone or goin'. Fire away"
"We will fire first into the air"
whispered Emilio. "We will frighten
them off II possible. l would not do
murder" Ten piatols were fired into
the air.
"That sounds mighty fne," remarked
Mr.. Stump. But why don't you hit
somethin'?"
"Senor." replied Emilio. stsrnly,
"Will you 60 away? l give you one
more chaucacum"
"What'n helPs that? But it's all the
same. We amt goin' to leave"
Then we muet kill you, senior! I"
go il You'd look well swingin' in
the breeze in them circus clothes. And
that's what American lsw'd do fur yu."
What doss he say ?" demanded the
Californisnu. Emilio translated, and
the blood of the CRlifornians boiled.
"Kill theml kill them!" they
shouted. They spurred their horses
and gslloped about the house, pelting it
with bullets. 'Bandolerosl Usurp-
ers! Dogs" they cried. Then, in q
final burst of sxecration: "Ameri-
canos!'
The bullets sank peacefully into the
soft wood. Neither ahriek nor groan
came from within. The caballeros
paused to liatsn, and as silence fell Mr..
Stump's voice was heard once more:
Nov, Pm goin' to shoot! And I'll
nit. You kin hev FIVE minutes to git
OUT
"Hi hip exclaimed Conly's voice,
"Do you see that there pretty girlP"
Pretty girl be-! This here epi-
sode amt goin' to end in no romance
You tend ter business. m when l say
shoot, shootl Hsar?"
"Of course I'll shoot. Them dolls
make me sick. But the girl Gosh !"
"Gentlemen." said Mr.. Stump, loud
ly, twill you git?'
An excited conversation ensued with
out. The oabelleros eyed the protruding
muzzles with djsfavor. The girls ooun-
Belled war. Their eyes flashed; their
California never willingly yielded to the
foe. Bur prudence prevailed.
"We would only be shot down like
dogs" said Emilio. "We must 20 to
law"
To law they went. The American all
calde kept the case hanging for several
years. Meanwhile, other squatters, en-
couraged by the success and invitation
of Stump and Conly. flocked to Linda
Vista, and planted their crops almost to
the dOora of tha Qd0ha rnauaion Tho
old don stamped up and down his corri-
dor in impotent wrath. The sons, like
other sons of Californian grandees,
drank themselves to death. The daugh-
tsrs married and went elsewhere. The
alcalde died. The don died. The csse
fell out of court. The equattsrs are
lsndholders and the Sanchez are for
gotten. Topics.