The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1906-07-08

copyright. 1906 by Joseph B. Bowles.)
B 1t was one evening as we were gath Z
cred about the bar OF the Espirltu SAN
to saloon that q Mexican rushed In and "a
informed us that Manuel Garcia. the
husband OF the prettiest woman In tn the
pueblo, had stabbed his wife and made
his escape. Instantly there arose Q cho-
rus OF Indignant ordinations and out
& bursts of profanity. 5 f5s ~
Y Now you fcllers are err maxim fools
or yerseyes," objected Buster BIZ. VINO VINO
had tho reputation OF being the best
!. shot and hardest drlnker IN the pue'p ais
5"Better Jest let them greasers settle
Z their own scraps. Besides that, he
went on yer Jest cant never tell When.
er woman natcherly needs knifin'.
But a few minutes later. when old
.oa o. Flaxen, our host OF the Espiritut
Santo, hurrledly entered the barroom, ana,
n announced that his horse had been ia Ken
by Garcia. Bill brought his glass ! down
on the bar with crash:
"I4es hurry up, fcllers ana glt our
hosses.,''& he cried excltedly; "iwe 'Ite
loosln' time" SKI
We galloped out OF town in the dlrec--s
1 ton Garcia had been seen to take. II
was not long before the bright moon
light revealed the fresh trail OF q horse
that led off to the right Of The N N tra al
we were following. 3 5s ~ I, 4.
..IIe.s er 4headin'l fer TIL SANITY Fe Trail
X our leader exclaimed, ! IAN ~ II we KID
beat I'm ter Grow Spring, we kin lest
set down an wait fer8'im. He's bounf
ter git water there or nowhere, fer lt's
TIL only water this side err TN Pecos,
Reckin re had better try ter make "
through Gringo Pass. he continued.
nThere alnt been much snow fell this
winter, an most likely we kin lake Y |;
at any rate, 5lt's our best chance 70
ketch ,im." ~. III II 81 s.
Following Bits advice, we slightly al
tered our course and headed straight for
+, the mountains, The pass WAS found free
from snow and !, as the Z mo ION sank be-
hind a distant mountain range, we az IN
struck into theRopen plain and within
few hours arrived at the spring. The
Il absence OF any fresh trail about the
Mace assr1ed lis that Garcia. who had.
gone around by the much safer but more
# distant Paso del Sur, had not yet ar
Y lived. We picketed our horses In q near
II nv arroya. where they could not be seen
I hyftlle Mexican. then hid ourselves about
the spring and awaited hiS coming, IN
!. first rays Of The sun were gllstenlns on
ftlih snowy peaks OF the mountain ranse
when he came In sight. With loose,hang-
ing bride reins, and with dazed, stu
MD look on his face, he rode fairy into
the trap. we covered him with our
rifles, and Bill ordered him to malt ana
4dlsmdunt. \, i.
5",por 81 amor de dos, senores' (for
+ the love OF God, gentlemen" he gasped.
"tell mo quickly--ls she dead? u.
mot yet,n Bill repled. "but 'ta'n't
yore fault SHE amt"
'Thank God' cried Garcia, feryently;
z "I hope SHE won't dle--a dos! hope
z she WON'T 80 Me- u 80 Ia'FE sa
"oughter felt that way before You done
It," Bill curtly replied. ~.
!, '',yYhat made yer do it.s Manuel y asked alI'
sIi'id" Flaxen.a old Pap's son, 5as II
s'Yes," added Bill, "set down here and
Cell us erbout AZ. 'Twan't U er bit Ike
yer to 90 mn steal err hooss,"
81 The Mexican seemed In an almost exr
hausted condition, and Kid handed him
& q large bottle Of whiskey he had taken
& from his pocket. Garcia drank deeply
: and passed the bottle to Bill who was
4 anxiously awaiting his turn. &:
fNow shoot out, Manuel ~ and tell us
4 how you come ter do n, said KID, In q