The log cabin Democrat. [volume] (Conway, Ark.) 1908-current, 1909-11-24

III the ROAD, AROUND the point OF mesa,
they came across a herd of burros,
driven by three Mexicans, two boys
and an old man. AS they passed them
by the old fellow saluted very re-
spectful, sayin': Buenos dias,
senores,
They had passed the Mexicans only
a few yards when the Don pulled up
and said to Brady:
Did you see that Greaser maxim
faces at US? He insulted two white
men, and I'm goin to rebuke him..
Before Brady could make a move to
stop him, the Don whips out his six
shooter and fires straight at the old
Mexican. 1t was a chance shot. of
course, but it hit the mark, and down
went the old man and the burro. The
Don was just steadying himself to
take another shot at the party, when
Brady grabbed his bride, laid his
quirt over the horses back, and they
went flynn down the road and out of
sight around a turn. 1t turned out
afterwards that the burro was hit, but
tbs old man was unhurt, except for
the fright he got
Next day the Don was very down
in the mouth over the bad break he
made, and he took the tongue lash
in Brady gave him as meek as a lamb.
Now that he was sober he turned out
to be very quiet sort of chap. and
the boys at the Blue Moon learned
to like him. He had a queer way of
throwing off Scripture texts in his
talk that amused everyone; and while
he wasn't of much account as a cook,
still no one cared to find fault with
him.
Them biscuits have got consider
able sallyratus in EN-, | guess he
used to say when he laid a pan of
heavy, yellow Jumps of dough on the
table, but it seems to take a heap
of it to operate this flour. Fear We not
death-ye won't mind it with a little
raw onion and plenty of salt
He had been at the Blue Moon
about two months, and Brady stood
for him all right. AS long as the cuss
keeps sober, he suits me-, he said
Then one fine day this Quong Wong
heather showed up. Nobody knew
where he came from, but he was first
seen around the cooks shanty chat
tering away with Don. That was early
in the morning, and at the noon hour
the lads began chatting Don about his
new pal.
That's all right says he. When
ever | sees a chance to win over a
heather soul I'm the boy to go after
it. I'm goin' to convert that heather,
and give him religion, same as I've
got myself
Along about four o'clock Bill Cham
bers told the rest of the gang that
he had peeked into the shanty and see
Don and the Chinaman drinkin' some
thing out of a bottle. Ed Martin al
lowed that was lie, because he
didn't believe that the Don would
lower himself by maxim that free
with Chink; but the words wasn't
out of his mouth when they hear a
mad yelling, and Don comes capering
out of the shanty, fiourishing his gun
and taking snap shots at the atmos-
phere. The boys ducked for cover,
not knowing but that Don might take
a fancy to shooting at some of them
same as he had at the old Mexican.
Presently they see him make bee
line for the building where the horses
was, and soon he comes out leading
the old plug he came to the Blue
Moon on, mounts into the saddle and
hi i'm DIV fria tn IN,
terfere, and Brady being away at the
time didn't hear of the affair until
later on that afternoon. Then he
wanted to know what became of the
Chink, and one of the boys goes to the
shanty and finds him sitting there
alone. Whatever Don had been drink
ing, it didn't look as if the Chinaman
had hit up the stuff to any extent for
he was as sober as a Judge The boys
brought him to Brady, who began ask
ing him questions as to how he came
there and what he was after. The
Chink was a much bigger man than
the general run of his kind, and spoke
pretty good English, too. But all that
Brady could get out of him was that
he could do American cooking and
thought he might be able to get a job
helping the cook.
We'll says Brady, I don't know
but what you're responsible for get
ting Don off on this tear. You look
like foxy reptile. But anyway we've
got to have some one to dish up the
food, and Chink can't be much worse
than a dunken lunatic. You can
take hold and let us see what you can
do. Maybe Don1l show up again
But that's just what Don failed to
do. He never even came back to get
the trihe of wages due him, and no
body knows to this day where he
made tracks to. Meanwhile the Chink
got the job and made good. He could
certainly cook some, and the Blue
Moon boys learned to enjoy the best
kind of feeding. Still, they didn't take
to the new cook, which l suppose was