The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-02-16

after ten years of argument I have
done no more than TO show the son
that it is better 10 have but one con-
cUbine than 10 have many who cannot
bake his tortillas in the states prison
IT. time, if you live. Gervase, you may
satisfy his offspring that there is d
God for women as well as for men
but as for converting the present gen
eratien-my good Gervase, pour me
some wine"
They munched their cold fare In the
dim candle light. Pope standing silent
in the shadows
What. then, must DO, padre?"
asked GervaSe. after a long pause.
First realize that you viii not live
TO experience the reward of knowing
the fruition Of your work. The civilized,
converted Indian VIII be the great
grandchild of Panchico-please Cod
After BotOlph had read a chapter OF
The Flores PatribUs and put away the
book. he said:
Pope. you must watch all night
Have your lantern in the smoke house
and bring the guns into the dormitory
GerVase and l viii sit each other in
an angle Of the porch. Mind you keep
awake. and if Panchico and these ras-
Gals from San Isidor''-
pale.
If you see any of them proving
about Pope" resumed Botolph
Isl, senor."
Just see that they don't set fire
10 the place-and call me-
Now Gervase,' said the old mission
airy, when the guns had been brought
and Pepe shuffied away into the night
maze unless / am very much mis-
taken your good convert Panchico win
De here before daylight to get back
thaf idol Of his. Don't shoot him
though that might be one way of con-
Yerting him permanently-but when he
comes just let him see that we are
armed and leave all speech to me"
Gervase, white to his red Iips. and
quite downcast. went to his corner of
the vine-covered portico looking toward
the 1og-Velled river and set quiet on
MS stool till the frosty air chilled
through his heavy gown and the moon
sailed over the eastern range like a
Woman's face in a dream.
The boom of Pepe's Ieaping sandals
as the peon bounded onto the uuaking
porch floor woke him. He looked ont
across the vineyard and in the dim
light saw the mounted figures of MANY
Indians. like craven horsemen. each
LliotiOhieSS IN nalo Of luminous fog
botoiph, gun in hand, followed Pepe
down the step and Gervase. shiyering
followed Botolph.
Panchico was standing by his ponv
near the well Upon his shoulder was
q bag which clanked with the noise
of chinaware.
Padre" grunted the Indian in good
English, Il want back the good friends
or San Isidor. Here are your saints
and necklaces. Give me back what
belongs to my people"
and Pepe at a signal from RotoIpb
fetched the sack of false gods and
iald them at Panchico's feet.
The Indians fell back ghostIv into
the margin of the m-/nuring river
and the two priests = n Pepe stood
for while on the porch watching
them picking over their recovered del
ties.
Why did YOU give them back" whis-
pered Gervase at last
Because 1 don't want the mission
burned up" chUckled Botolpb.
What. padre. do you think has
caused this lapse from grace" asked
Gervase as they went into the abode
house to sleep
'Panchico is sober" quoth RotoInb
and as he dozed away Gervase thought
he heard the old priest laughing SOFTLY
TO himself