The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1914-06-17
Copyhght. 1914. By FRANK A. Munsey.J
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'On Ike a nash!" answered DE
Lancey, and, putting the spurs 20 hts
hery bay. he vent dashing down the
street. scattering chickens aud hogs
In all directions. Behind came Bud.
rolling joyially In his saddle. and as
the dogs rushed out after his pardner
he tWirled HE loop once and laid Il
skilfully across the big brindle's back.
but ropinR dogs IL a difficult task az
best. and Bud was out Of practise. Tho
sudden blow struck Brindle 20 the
ground and the loop came away un.
allied. The Texan laughed. shifting In
his saddle.
Come again." commented bud,
leaning sidewise as he c0iled his rope,
and as the womenfolk aud idlers came
rushing to q what had happened he
turned Copper Bottom Ia his tracks
and came back like a streak OF light.
Look out, you ugly mans dog" he
shouted. whirling his rope as ae rode;
and then. amid n chorus Of indignant
protests. he chased tho yolping Brlndlo
down the lane aud through a hole In
the fence. Then, with no harm done,
be rode back up tho street. smiling
amigbly aud looking for more dogs to
rope.
In the doc OF the store stood Ara
gon. pale with fury. but Bud appeared
not to see him His eyes we're turned
rather toward the house where, on the
edge OF the veranda, Gracia Aragon
and her mother stood staring al his
antics.
Good morning TO you, ladiesi" he
saluted. taking on his sombrero with
a flourish; lovely weather. amt it3'
And with his tongue In his cheek and
a roguish glance at Aragon, who was
struck dumb by this last e1rontery. he
went rollicking after his pardner. send
ing back a berries OF joyous yips.
Now that sure does me good" he
confded TO PHI, as they rode down
between cottonwoods and struck into
the muddy creek. mo sense IN II. but
Il gets something out Of my system
that has Kept me from feeling glad.
Did you see me bowling to the lRdles7
Some class 10 that bow-no7 You
want 10 look out got my eye on hat
sal. and I'm sure a hard one to head.
Only thing In. ! wouldn't like the old
ma for a father-inlaw the way mat
tiers stand between US now"
lie laughed boisterously al this wit
ticism. and the little Mexican chill.
dren. playing among the willows.
crouched and lay quiet like rabbits.
Along the slices Of the rocky hills.
whore the poems had their midland.
rock houses. mothers came anxiously
to open doors; and as they jogged
along up the river the Chinese gar
deners. working In each separate nook
and eddy OF the storm-washed creek.
bed. stopped g~rubbing to gaze 1t them
i~nquinHgly.
Wonder what's the matter with
them chinks?" observed Bud, when hia
happiness had ceased 20 ~eneryesce;
they sit up like a village OF prairie
dogs! Whole country seems 10 be on
Che rubber neck. Must be something
doing"
"That's right, agreed PIN; md you
notice how those poems scattered when
] rode Gown the street, Maybe there's
been some insurrectos through. But
Ray-hstcni"
lie stopped hts horse. and In the
silence a bugle-call came down the
Wind from the direction OF Fortuna.
"Soldicrs!" 10 said. Now where
"a sErn gE-.. F~m~. . q 49,. L. E.WH.n.
day before yesterday, and-well. look
az thatl"
From the point OF the hill just ahead
81 them a line OF soldiers came into
view, marching two abreast, with a
mounted uncer IN the lead.
'Ahal' exclaimed Bud with convic-
lion; they've started something down
below. This Is that bunch OF federals
that we saw drilling up at Aqua Ne.
Era"
Yep" admitted De Lancey regret.
fully: Il guess you're right for once
the open season for rebels has begun"
They drew out Of the road and let
them pass-a long. double line OF
shabby irfantrymen. still wearing their
last MNHN NAAM MANH AAA AAAAAAhA NAN
forms ana trudging along In tapping
sandals
M front we're two men bearing Ian.
terms 10 search u the way by night:
~slnfternly women. the Inevitable camp
followers, trotted along AZ the sides
alih their bundles and babies aud as
ne little brown men from zacatecns.
ench bHrdened with his heavy gun and
q 81 lot Of belts and packs, shumed
- enfly past the Americans they
tasned the whites OF their eyes and
rur1icd a chorus Of "Adiosi"
Aeaos. Amenoanosl" they called.
enrlrT OBVIOUSLY az their hne horses.
nnf Ptl in bis turn touched his hat
ats sishei them an Godspeed.
~F9af tsYisl" be- muTmured. al the
lam toeeing campfolloWers. laden
etff HIafr arden hrouahf uu The