Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1899-07-20
1T TAKES THE BLOOD
THAT TAKES HEROES.

Stdillpeue MdANe Is uue W uIlNe III
to-night," suggested Denver. Suppose
we fingers this deal till we see what he
says. 1t will be dark then, and We can
Injun his eastern gent just too easy
The shadows had stolen down Bullion
Peak, and Bud Collins was lighting the
lamps in the Six Shooter when SIAM
pede Maxwell's blackboard whirled up
Alkali His horses, his buck
board, himself and the two strangers
on the back seat were all of a dull gray
hue from the dust which had settled on
them during the long ride across the
desert from Silver City.
Gentlemen" said Maxwell, the big
cattle owner of the territory, I've
brought Hermosa two new inhabitants,
the same which / rounded up owe at
Fairview. You car put them up, l sup
pose, Bud?"
"We are shorely proud to meet stran-
gers that have penetration enough to
leave hat pitiful camp at Fairview, the
same which amt no real rival to the
city. Of course, we can put yuo up
said Collins, helping the two into the
Six Shooter with their traps, but you'll
find us a leetle purturbed and uneasy
side of certain goings-on in French
Johnny's cabin up on the hill"
(Which is what?" asked Stampede
Maxwell, after they had refreshed
themselves at the bar, one of them
drinking lemon soda, to our amazement.
(Which is the smallpox and a most
extraordinary tenderfoot," chimed in
Old Three X, and tells the story.
pretty gritty that" observed Max
we'll.
insisted Three X.
One of the strangers went to his pack
and took out a small case.
Where is that cabin you people are
so troubled about?" he asked, quietly.
"You don't aim to go there none does
you?" said Collins, in amazement.
well, yes, sir" answered the stran-
ger. Smallpox calls for a doctor, and
I'm a DOCTOR"
"That's the right spirit, Doc" struck
in Red O'Connors, visibly relieved.
Doctors don't catch nothing, nohow.
We're saved, boys"
Before you leave the pinons, get be-
hind that big stump, you'll see, and ex-
plain yourself loudly, Doc" advised
Bud. 'That eastern gent Is shore sot
on shooting"
The camp listened in suspense till
they heard the eastern gent answer him,
Ind then they settled down to the game,
considerably relieved. 1t was about two
hours before the doctor came back. At
last, he tramped in, looking as if he was
lighting hard with a big laugh. The
boys sided away from him, but he
called Maxwell outside. A minute later
Maxwell began roaring like an old sill
yer tip.
"oh, hell" he shouted, sticking a red
face in the door. "This is shorely going
to kill me dead. What a proud camp
this is! What will Fairview say when
they get onto it? Two hundred souls
stampeded by a case of measles!"
"Measles!" cried Red O'Connors, look
ing foolish. HAS Dan got only the
measles?"
That's all he's got" put in the doc
tor, grinning. "Just the common gar
den variety Of measles. There r sew
eral cases of them over at the other
camp, I believe"
Collins reached around and began set
ting out bottles on the bar. He slam
med down all the bottles from the
shelves, and began reaching under the
bar for nor
Everybody promenade to the bar"
he yelled. Everybody drink every
thing. They are on us, free and unlimit-
ed. Some of you go up and beg the
pardon of that eastern gent and pack
him down here to forgive us right. Oh,
Lord" said Collins, with a groan. "Oh,
Lord! If Fairview gets onto this we're
certainly ruined"
But the eastern gent was too grouchy
to listen to any invitations, and eve
would have come down II Texas Dan
had not insisted on running down the
hill in his blanket to tell the camp what
he thought Of 1t. He was full of mad,
and the eastern gent followed to look
after him. Red O'Connors and SIAM
pede Maxwell begged the little tender
foot to drink with them.
you all make me tired" snapped the
eastern gent. II wouldn't drink nectar
with this crowd"
Yet they let this pass.-Globe- Demo-