The Alaska citizen., 1913-11-10

mHn h. sleeps sofi. and eats sweet
 How dc these bum hous com rare With your Mexican hotels. ol. !.o?" asked Mike Walsh
 "Ah-h." sad OIiyeras. Mexico. she has not the good h tel like his great country. Of course. if you are entertain hy some ech gentle man at his hacienda very good. Fueno, Eyarythiu-ag he iz cook vi,h the chiH pepper an k very hot so as 10 burn the mouth Tn frijole, which is the brown bsan. h. is good. The tHchilada go |. f you like hm; but the r al chick ca ttmalo ah-h!" Senor Oliycra. kissed the tips of his fingers, and tossed them in the air wi a res- ture mare eXpress;ya than words But the hotel of Mexico. I could no, recommend him 10 you because ] A cool. drawIing voice cur through the fl flow ot Senor Oliveras' re marks as d sharp knife cu.s through Camembert chess se. l. was voice fowritrhfd, Nth insent to carry no farther than the table at which the ball players were sitting; bat there was about it the same vibrant quail ty which one hears in the rattle saak s warning. I, carried with T q distinct menace,
 i T am infawmed." t said. that there k niesah sittin' I. this table in mT hotel desiah to kaoN 1T this be true"
 There Were fifteen mon at that able. Four cen of them looked IT, in blank ama4ement. Colonel Ran folph stool tall and straight. a. the end of the board. \ { muscle of his face twitche1. but his eyes shot fire. Behind him was the mu latto Joe his face the color Of ciga- r=tto ashes. OIivfras did noe look up; the tinkle of the fork as f slip. ped from his fingers was the only sound in the brief silence which followed the colouelts last " rds There aas furtiye shifting of hs eyes; he saw only the skirt of th gray frock coat. but thae Was enough.
 Colonel Randolph did not ok at the subject of his remarks. but rather examined the white faces which were turned toward him. If ever man read honest bcwilderment not unmiNed with indignation the colonel read ii then-and undsr, stood
 Frank Browning. the pitcher, was first to find his tongue
 "You-what?" he exclaimed.
 Gentlemen. said the colonel, I have no wish to be a'bitrary in this unfawtunate situation, but have been imposed upon; my hospital ty has been flagran.ly abused. This is the man herc,n The colonel level- ed a long skinny foretinger al Oily eras. He may claim to be a Span fad gentlement and as such you have associated with him, beia' NC-therners, and"
 "Spaniard aothiug," stuttered P.ck- les Bagby, interrupting the colonel's remarks. Hes a MeXican,"
 "Spania'd or Mexican" said the colonel s:ernly, il makes no differ ence to me say he's a niggah gentlemen-a niggah."
 The ball players broke into vo- lent protestations
 Why he's drunk" said Scrappy kernohan, 'Stewed as an OWL"
 Don't pay any attention to the old guy. Ollie" said Mike Walsh Hes off his nut"
 Take punch at him." whisper ed Pickles Bagby Knock his block off"
 Shut up, fellows." said Brown i ing. Lets get this strengthened out. Now, sir" addressing the colo nel, T don't know where you got your information, but certainly there must be s5me mistake-''
 T assure you there is mistake, suh," said the colonel. and again the vibrant quality crept into his tone. commanding silence; but you are the ones who are making it. Look at him. gentlemen. Can't you see what he is?"
 The Mexican marvel sat huddled in his chair Never once had he
 ,ised his eyes as far as the colonels face, nor had he spoken a word.
 That should be sufficient" said Colonel Randolph quietly, but should you desiah fu'ther proof, l am prepared to furnish it. Joel"
 "Yaas, suh, kunnel," quavered tue mulatto. Ans right here. suh.'
 Where have you seen this man befo'?" demanded the colonel in the manner If cross-examiner Speak up an tell these gentlemen"
 "Ah seen him-a lots O places,' said Joe, plucking up courage in the shadow of the r'gid gray figure