The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1894-03-22
NIARIPOSA.

-Mariposy lilies? Genewine Colorado
posies, prospectin round these yer noun
tins most anywhars, settin under sour
lookin pines a-list'nin to the roarin of
the wind-contentedlike as yer purity
little faces a-swollerin ole Pete's talk.
WAL, I'm a-gointer put up yarn
about one Nv them this time. You
nee'nter laff. Think Unkr Pete savvies
nawthin only bout Injuns, scalps gol-
diggins n snow shoots? Hain't much on
posies gin'rally.
Yessiree! Thar's gun int; eff |
| 'twa'nt, wouldn't be no story, s'pose. |
Durn little coyotes, nawthin but KILN
an karkisses suits you. 'Tain't Injins;
though some can't see much differ twixt
them an greasers-what you calls Mex
leans. Some NV them is considerable
mixed; the "per-r-oud CASTLE blood"
they blows about amt on the surface.
CASTLE soapud be more to the pint.
But Mariposy wuz purity as this posy,
in her Mexican way-eyes like midnight
in gulch hair black as its wavin pines
voice like wind in their tops.
WAL, one day | wuz sightin to'rd Del
Norte to dicker bout an alfalfy deal
Nigh to Their town | see somethin loomin
up; SEE |:
"Some fellers takin cattle to range"
Then reco' nized Tom. Han'some young
Teller wuz Tom in flannel shirt and
"chaps," the wind layin his broad brim
prairie king" back and shown his face
ez he Hoped past. Nigh the Ryo Grandy
bridge my broncho most shed me ez Tom
cum thunderin back.
"By gum! Thets ridin," | seq, adj
mirin his slim fgger, most one with his
beast, ez they shot past to'rd town. He
was nigh out Nv sight afore his prime
opposite cum pantin an cussin after
him; old Diaz a-clawin the ar, making
it blue with unSunday school talk
a-diggin his knees into his winded nag's
sides, goin ickety bump, a-workin ten
miles perpendicular to airy mile ahead.
LATED; then shuk my head. Resky
fOolin with DiaZ, thinks |; it's bad blood.
} They've scrapped ag'in, and Toms
a-drivin Diaz's cattle outer Their range,
an Diaz hez got onter him. He's tryin
ter run Tom down, likes not; but |
c'u'dn't swar ter Tom. q cu'dnt, eff
hanter met him goin tother way) |
: wanter be outer this eff ole Diaz goes ter
J lawn.
Trial by jury!" seq |; 'trial by guns
my ticket. Them families 'ud of settled
thar scrap ages sence, eff lawyers hedn't
got the cinch on EN-"
T'Other side Nv town Diaz wuz found
dead, bullet hole in his head, sized
4 bore of leetle gun of Toms. What
9 with family SCRAPS" Diaz bein seen
4 a-chasing after Tom an Toms comm
Q in on his broncho from tibet side Nv
, town-with nawthin t say 'ceptin he'd
7 druv Diaz cattle onter range fer mis-
j cheef; Diaz chased him an he outrid
n him, but Diaz follered yit he'd take his
: oath he hedn't shot Diaz-all that went
g ag in him. The story didn't assay well.
9 Court wuz pledged ter "extarminate the
IT western rough" the papers said. A
greaser he'd hung fer KILN Ute, an
the feelin wuz fer no parshality.
TUX intrest in tibet trial, both fel
n Toms sake-l knowed him sence he
h want no bigger'n ca'tridge-and be
/, cuz knowed huff t witness eff theyd
# knowed it; 'twa'n't much, but leave 6
|, lawyer to build Pixies Peak outer thel
10 foothills.
IS You see I'm gittin to my story from
e. all p'ints t'wonct, like In jins useter cum
1t at our stockades; but I'll git thar e
r morally sartin es they did frequint.
1t Things looked rocky fer Tom, tina
ID amt doubt of it.
c. c'udn't stan it. Wy, teached hin
lie ter shoot jacks wen he warn't no highe
I'd n sagebrush. | c'udn't breathe tel
e. wuz out, gallopin roun the shoulder u
s, Lookout mountain, over the mesa.
n Domino wut tux me tibet road. Dor
r believe in sperits, but | cum might
an nigh takin stock in thar lead tibet game
ed | cum down hill, acrOst Their bridge a
I'D onter the old play fore | knowed.
Somethin quar- bout tibet row Nv fla
rooted white 'dobes, winders an door
slantin ez greaser idees; them big, roun
II ovens like impossible musharooms; tn
III p'inted church front, with bell hole atol
as an cross settin on a heap at Their bacl
Nil Mexican squatters he'd been ordered I
u vamoose, n thar ole traps Nv horses WI
us fallin lonesumlike ter pieces.
ne 'Twuz late afternoon; | thought sha'
VI ders were a-foolin me when see som
III thin hutter roun 'dobe corner. Wit
er- passin idee Nv sperits, likewise
NE greasers sneakin ways, dashed up q
"a covered somethin in the 'dobe.
llu Glands upy'
lte Isl ST." she sobbed-"M ariposy.
III felt like durn fool settin thar hold
'rh up gal.
"Air We alone, Mariposy? Wut
dom h'yar?"
is She piled a hundred questions at L
EST in her greaser American, windin up:
,el lees it a right-you air Tones trent
" Thinkin on'y bout Tom an nawth
t all bout Their gal, shuk it all OIL
- He'll hang sure! seq |.
You'd orter seen her.
'He not kill Diaz!" she stomped.
jumped.
81 sect DONE" seq Mariposa, 'mc
cryin. 81 know. Take mel tell sa
Tom. All, the rope!" she laid her pun
hand on her throat "To die!-to
sun an flowers an hear birds-to kiss
no more! The cold, dark ground--t
wormsv' c'ud feel her SILVER ag'
me ez spurred back to town best
c'u'd, a-carryin double.
seen she knowed somethin. an W
wild at the idee nv savin Tom.
didn't tell me much--she'd been with
aunt up Saguache and knowed nawtl