Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1914-09-03

of adventure rose uppermost, Phil De
Lancey made a dash out into the
darkness and came back with a Next
can string band.
"a serenade, boys!" he announced,
as the musicians filed sheepishly into
the hotel. Our guests, the fair seno-
ritas, you know! Well make those
young Mexican dudes look like two
spots before the war is over. Who's
game now for a song beneath the win
dows? You know the old stand-bys-
La Paloma' and 'Teresita Mia'-and
you want to listen to me sing Me Gus
tan Todas' to Gracia, the fairest of the
fair! Come on, fellows, out in the
plaza, and then listen to the old folks
cuss!"
They adjourned then, after a drink
for courage, to the moonlight and the
plaza; and there, beneath the shut
tered windows and vacant balconies.
the guitars and violins took up La
Paloma," while Phil and a few brave
spirits sang.
A silence followed their first at
tempt, as well as their second and
third, and the comisario of police, a
mild creature owned and paid by the
company, came around and made a
few Intellectual protests.
But inside the company's conces-
sion, where by common consent the
militant rurales kept their hands off,
the Americans knew they were safe,
and they oon jollied the comisario
into taking a drink and departing.
Then De Lancey took up the burden,
and the string band, hired by the hour,
strummed on as If for eternity.
One by one the windows opened;
fretful fathers stepped out on the bal
cony and, bound by the custom and
convention Of the country, thanked
them and babe them good night. But
the two windows behind which the
Senior Aragon and his family reposed
did not open and, though the dwin'
ding band stood directly under their
balcony, and all knew that his daugh.
ter was the fairest Of the fair, Don
Cipriano did not wish them good night
Perhaps he recognized the leading
tenor-and the big voice of Bud
Hooker, trying to still the riot7-but
however it was, he would not speak
to them, and De Lancey would moi
quit.
TRY 'em on American music!" he
cried, as everyone but Bud went away
in disgust, "the latest rag from Broad
wa-ay, New York. Here, gimme that
guitar, hombre, and listen to this
now!"
He picked out a clever bit of syn
copation and pitched his voice to 6
heady twang:
Down In the garden where the red rose
grow,
Oh my, l long to SO!
Pluck me like a flower. cuddle me an hour
LOWE let me learn the Red Rose Ra-ag!"
There was some swing to that, ant
it seemed to make an impression, fol
Just as he was well started on the
chorus the Stats of one of the shut
tiers parted and a patch Of white shone
through the spaces. 1t vas the ladies
then, who we're getting interested
Phil walled n
"Swee-eet ~honey-bee, be sweet to mel
My heart is free. but here's the keyi"
And then, positively, he could SCI
that patch Of white beat time. H,
took heart of grace at that and SAM
on to the end, and at a suggestion o
clapping in dumb-show he gave an en-
core and ragged it yer again.
"Ev'rybody's dom it, doin' it, dom
It'll" he began, as the shadow dane
ceased.
"tHoney, l declare, it's a bear, it's
bear, it's a bear!'" he continue,
temptingly, and was well on his wa.
to further extravagancies when tn
figure in white swiftly vanished and
door slammed hard inside the house.
Several minutes later the form O
Don Juan appeared at the lower dool
and in no uncertain tones he requisite
them to cease.
"The Senior Aragon informs me-" h
said, that your music annoys him"
well, let him come to the balloon
and say his 'buenas noches,'" al
swered Phil resentfully.
"The gentleman refuses to do that!
responded Don Juan briefly.
Then let him go to bed!" reptile
De Lancey, strumming a few synct
pated chords; I'm singing to hi
daughter"
At that Don Juan came down off tn
porch in his slippers and they engage
in a protracted argument.
What, don't l get a word?" d,
manded Phil grievously, "notsa plea
ant look from anybody? 'Swee-et
honey-bee, be sweet to mel" b
pleaded, turning pathetically to th
lady's balcony; and then, with a SUI,
den flourish, a white handkerchief a
peared through the crack of the shu
tiers and Gracia waved him good nigh
Enough, Don Juan!" he cried, la,
ing down the guitar with a thumr
this ends our evenings entertain
ment!"
After paying and thanking the sto1i
; musicians Phil Joined Bud and tt
/, pair adjourned to their room. wher
in the intervals of undressing, Phi
favored the occupants Of the adjoinin
apartments with an aria from "Bea
tifu1 Doll"
: But for all such nights OF romano
/. and music there is always q mornir
. a~fterward; and a fine tenor voice s.
to ragtime never helped much in Il
development Of a mine. Though Br
had remained loyalty by his friend
his evening setenade he, for one. nev,
forgot for q moment that they we
In Fortuna to work the Eagle Ta
I and not to win the hearts Of SPANS
Mexican senoritas, no matter how 8
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