The Anaconda standard., 1899-07-31

dozen feet away and came for his man
with a knife a foot long. Morgan, cold
drunk and savage, shot him before he
had taken two steps. That closed the
deal Morgan went to Jail in the mid
die of clump of soldiers. The other
masons heard of 1t. rose like a flock
of quail and lit running. Some caught
passing freight trains, some decamped
on borrowed mules, some took to the
mountains and eventually worked their
way back to the states. Morgan was
tried next day and sentenced to be
shot. Before his execution it occurred
to the authorities, however, that If they
killed him they would have nobody to
finish their wonderful hail. So they
gave him suspension of sentence until
he did all the carving. The walls of
this building had been put up before
the masons came. SO every day, in
sunshine and winter storm, Morgan,
suspended on a platform 100 feet above
the street, Clipped away at gargoyles
and griffins and things like that, while
a file of soldiers loafed below. He took
his time, you can bet. Fast work
meant soon death for him. He put In
six months on a fat angel three feet
long blowing a horn. He had 'em foul
and used to make 'em treat him pretty
white. Sometimes he would strike
work for awhile and pelt the soldiers
dare to shoot him. After three years
of this the authorities, who saw that
their hall would not be finished before
the end Of the next century, told him
that if he would get other workmen to
help him they would let him off alto
gether. He wrote to his brother, who
was a maker of gravestone marbles in
Pittsburg and he so worked on the
local union that lot of the n agreed
to go down to san LUIS. had an
easy enough time after T. there.
Indeed, the governor Of / state
gave orders that they were treat
ed tenderly. He was afraiG lat they
might run away and further delay the
hall They got $40 day in Mexican
money and good barracks. Morgan
watched his chance and skipped one
night. The others stayed on, and /
guess the hall is finished now.'
The ne-legged brakeman, who had
been impatiently waiting a chance to
break in, said: "Them Mexikins amt
got no sense. heard onct Of alcalde
in the little town of Valladeras, out in
Noovo Leon, close to the narrer gauge.
There was a hole five feet deep an six
feet across in the middle o. tn only
street. and some Amerikins that hap
| pened along arsked him wy he didn't
| fill it up. The hole had been there fur
so years, an he hadn't never thought
! OF nXln IL, out ne sdlu II Wouldn't De
I bad idee. So he set some poems to
7rk Under his bossin' they dug a
hole in front O. tn old hole an threw
| in tn dirt When they got through tn
old hole was full an they had new
hole. They had to fill thet hole up, an
| they did it in the same way. They
KEEP this up for two months, workn'
| slow, in Mexikin fashion, an layin' off
on feast days. They alters had a hole
| to spare, but 1t didn't bother 'em any.
| Finerly they got out into the country
an quit with big hole in tn middle
| o. tn road, but thet weren't any of the
alcaldes business l guess he's tn
only man alive thet ever dug hole out
[ o. town."
II suppose that will be about all"
said the conductor and the railroad
men went home.-Houston Letter in
| New York Sun.