The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1900-04-21
Observation-Disclosures
"Perro," the Faithful
Story Of Q Search For Gold.
BY Lue Vernon.
Observation-Disclosures
BY Luc Vernon


ut is said you desire q mozo, senor."
DR.. Jordan looked up impatiently. He
was an impatient man at best and could
better pardon anything than what he
pleased to term an unwarranted Interrupt
ton, and unless you allowed him to adj
dress you first you were apt to be guilty
Of one of those Interruptions, at least in
the worthy doctors opinion.
"Dog!" said he, with an ominous scowl
at the slight brown figure before him,
oblivious of the fact that it had stood
there hesitatingly, sombrero in hand, for
perhaps n quarter Of an hour. Dog,
could you not wait until had fnishedw
1t would have puzzled the doctor to
have told what was the thing he would
first have finished, except perhaps that it
might have been the digestion Of his din
ner. But that was a minor detail that
did not merit his attention.
Pardon, senior. ] had not meant-I
did not think
"You did not think. None of you does.
1t Is like you Indian perros. You, who
iuNG HO CupdSily AOE IAN
not appreciate such a thing. would
say you were brainless had not carved
SO many Of you"
II will will retire, senor."
"You will remain where you are. That
Is like you, too, faith! You would retire,
to come again, that again you might in
terrupt ME. No. Now that the mischief
Is done, at least remain to give your ex-
cuse" 5S.i
II had heard you wished mozo."
Sand, IL do, do you know Of oneT
II do not speak for myself, senor." y
"You a mozo--yon2 Do you call your
self mani Why, you are a child,
spear of grass, q flower that has not yet
budded. How many years do you claim,
STRIP
my mother could not tell that, senior.
I am young, but strong and faithful"
The Doctors frown relaxed. 1t was
with almost good natursd smile that he
regarded the Indian boy, who stood
nervously tapping bare foot and thumb
ing his straw sombrero. As the smile
broadened, bctraying the truly tender
heart that lay beneath his gruf exterior,
the doctor glanced up at the smoking
peak that was outlined against the dis
tant horizon and for moment drank in
the beauties of purple and bronze with
which the sinking sun dyed it. Then he
lightly rose from his hammock. Laying
one hand on the boys shoulder and with
the other pointing toward the distant
peak, he said:
"You say you are faithful. Suppose,
now, that employed you. Suppose that
l asked you to scale yonder peak and by
sunrise to bring me mineral found
there
"What Is the mineral, senor?"
ut is a yellow substance that boils up
from the volcano. 1t Is that which burns
with blush light
"And a smell that is like inferno?"
The doctor laughed. eyes; that is what
we call sulphur"
'Then will bring it to you" Ere the
doctor could protest he had gone.
The first faint streaks Of amber were
tinging the eastern edge Of the sky as he
opened his eyes the next morning. He
sprang from his bed of stretched raw
hides and threw the door open to fill his
lungs with the cool, bracing air. Then
he bathed and rubbed himself vigorous
ly and dressed in great humor, much
pleased to know that he had beaten the
sun and stolen an hour from life's handi-
cap.
"Well, what the DEVIL" the doctor ex-
claimed. "Ah, yes. the sulphur boy,
back on time. That is good beginning"
'This is it which you are wanting,
scnor" The Indian boy stood before
him, holding out a small skin pouch,
whose distended mouth permitted him to
see its yellow contents. The doctor
glanced at 1t, rubbed his eyes. looked
at it the second time, then seized piece
Of the yellow stuff, weighed it in the
palm Of his hand, bit it, examined It
earnestly and finally said in a savage
tone:
''Tcll ME at once where you got it."
"The senior sent me to the mountains"
"For sulphur, boy. Do you know what
this is?'
The frightened boy retreated.
II am sorry. l thought it was right.
will go back and search again"
"Oh, what fools these perros are! No;
you shall 60 back again, but l shall go
with you at oncc-yes, at once. l am not
In thousand. Give me the pouch. Do
you know what this Is? 1t is the stuff
that rules the world. what men risk their
lives for, that makes and unmakes ma
tons. 1t is power, it is. will-now,
Pedro, what are you wanting"
'"Thc doctor need starve no longer"
said Pedro. '"The doctors coffee is
ready"
"Serve it at once. You will eat with
me, you and this dingy."
Pedro set about it, and soon the three
were breakfasting together.
The horses were saddled and ready at
last. The bags were filed with provi.
sions and sundry curious packages that
the doctor himself stuffed into them.
They finally set out in single file. the In.
dian boy on foot leading the way, the
doctor next, with his rifle, and Pedro
bringing up the rear, with such an as