The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1911-01-19
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though and he swung a yellow bar
in the torchlght, most as long
as his arm. | could hear the breath
whistle into "Frenchy" and Scamp
like they was eating soup-they
both knew gold when they saw it.
We lashed the bells onto the
cayuses and made up a pack of the
gold clappers and the knick-knacks.
Then as we was about to go, Kink
| spoke up.
Hold on, fellers, | can't leave
without offerin' some slight indignity
to Padre Emilio, just for Old times
sake-even if it's no more'n to ask
him to waltz
! reckon there's a bit of reverence
cached away somewhere in every
body, and before he could draw
had him covered.
Hold on" says |, we're here
for plain, legitimate church-robbery.
and we amt promotin no buck and
wing carnival. You let the priest
alone"
But twas him and the Alcalde
that short-changed us, and there
amt no harm in gettin' even"
That's all right / says, we're
gettin even with him and the whole
community by desecratin their Mis-
sion under their noses-that's
enough"
Right for the Kid" says the
other boys. You'll be even enough
If we get away with this bullion"
1t was hard to break him away
though, because he's serious-mnd-
ed, one-purposed feller, without
much humor in him. When he dis
covers recreation he can really
enjoy, he revels and gorges in it,
However there were sounds from
the village. that showed the Greas
er population was feeling its oats.
We took one of the north trails
out of the valley. and as there
couldn't be any pursuing until day
light, We saved our horses and
rode hard the next day. We knew
they'd have all the soldiers I'm Chi
huahua on the trail by morning,
so we didn't daily. Extreme haste
amt possible in az country so steep
that it leans backwards, and we
made bout as good time as they
could.
The second day out we found the
bells was calling the horses terri |
BILE. I've throwed the diamond hitch |
since l was nine years old and |
there wasn't a man in the outfit |
that couldn't load pack mule with |
anything from a sofy cushion to a |
ten-stamp mill and make it a real |
pleasure for the animal, but these |
church bells was certainly the linn
it.
We tried every way TO ease 'em.
but they just ate INTO the poor
brutes till they laid down. Finally
we got two poles and lashed the
big bells in the middle, a horse un.
der each end, and went hiking I'D
and down the hills like bridal
)arty-all we lacked was the
wreathes and orange blossoms.
When the monotony palled on us
we'd hang the gold clappers in, and
latter along to the music of such
hines as amt of this earth.
1t must have astonished the wea-
y trave,er TO be greeted with the
ounds of heavenly bells approach.
ng, and then to round the point of
hill into as dirty and desperate
bunch of cowboys as Texas could
'ough off, bulging out with cart
idges, while the pride of San Es-
ancia changed out sweet discourse
etween four sore-backed cayuses.
We'd have made a fine half-tone.
A few days later "Mitand-a- half"
sledge from a friend
{ his who was driving tunnel
lose 10 the trail, and We got
hose bells beat down into some
ind of shape.
Here We decided to split up, half