The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1914-07-01
Copyright. 1914. By Frank a. Munssy.l
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gered. and when supper was cooked he
decided to go to a show down-and II
they again refused 10 eat he would
send them on their way.
Ven amigos he said. spreading
out the tin plates for them Come and
eat!"
The three %low-brows glared Rt their
leader. who had done what little talk.
ing there was so far. and. seized with
n sudden animation, ne Immediately
rose to his feet.
Many thanks. senior" ne said with
a crin5ing aud specious politeuess.
I'VE have come far and the trail Is
long, so We will eat. The times are
hard for poor men now-this traitor,
Madero. has made us all hungry. Il Is
by him that we poor working men are
driven to nsurrectioD-but we know
that the Americans are our friends.
Yes, senior. | will take some OF your
beans. and thank you"
He filled a plate as he spoke ana
lifted . biscuit from the oven, con.
tlnuing with his false patter while the
others fell to in silence.
Perhaps you have heard. senior" he
went on. the saying which Is In the
land: Muoho trabaio. pace dinero:
no hay frijoles, viva Madero, Much
work. little money; no beans. long
live Madero,l
THAT. in truth. is no jest to the
Mexican people. This man has be-
trayed US all: he has ruined the coun-
try and set brother against brother.
And now. while we starve because tho
mines are shut down. he gathers his
family about him In the city and lives
fat on the money he has stolen"
lie ran on in this style, after the
fashion OF the revoltasos. and By the
very commonplace o, his f%ulminations
Bud was thrown completely OF his
guard. That was the way they eli
talked. these worthless bandit.beggars
that and telling how they loved the
Americanos-and then. II they got a
chance. they would stick a knife In
your back.
He listened TO the big man with a
polite federation. being careful not to
turn his back. and ate u few bites as
he waited. but though Il was coming
dusk the MeXicans were in no hurry
TO depart. Perhaps they hoped to stop
for the night and get him in his sleep.
Sull they fingered on. the leader cit
ting on a log and continuing his
harangue.
Then, in the middle OF a sentence,
and while Bud wac bending over the
fire. tho Mexican stopped short and
leaned 20 one side. A tense silence
fell, and Hooker vas walked from his
trance by the warning click OF a gun
lock, Suddenly his mind came back
Go his guests, and he ducked like a
flash, but ever as he vent down be
heard the hammer clackl
The gun had snapped!
Instantly Hooker's hand leaped 10
his pistol and he fired from the hip
p%Ointblank at the would.be murderer.
With a yell 10 the othegs. n Of the
Mexicans sprang on him from behind
and tried to bear him down. They
struggled for a moment while Bud
shot blindly with his pistol and went
down fighting.
Bud was a giant compared to the
stunted Mexicans. and he threw them
about like dogs that hang on TO a bear.
With a man In each hand ne rose to
mis- feet, crushing them down beneath
him; then. In despair OF shaking on
his rider. he staggered a few steps
and hurled himself over backward into
the fire.
A yell OF agony followed their fail
and, as the live Goals biz through The
Mexicaa's thin shirt. he fought like a
a TO get free. Rocks, pots and ket
ties we're kicked In every direction
and when Hooker leaped 20 his fee
the Mexican scrambled up and rushed
madly for the creek.
But, though Bud was free. the bat
tie had turned against him, for In the
brief Interval OF his fight the Other
two MexioLns had run for their guns
The instant he rose they covered him
Their chief. who by some miracle had
escaped Buds shot. gave a shout fol
them 20 halt. Cheated OF his victim a
the first he was claiming the right e
XIII.
As Hooker stood blinded by ths
smoke and ashes the fellow took de
liberate aim and once more his rifle
snapped. Then. as the other Mexi
cans stood agape. surprised at the
failure OF the ahot. the cannoniiks
whang Of a Mauser rent the air ans
the leader orumpled down in a heap
An instant later a shrill yell Tos'
from up the canyon and. as the two
Mexicans started and stared. Amigo
came dashing IN upon them. a splitting
pistol Ia one hand and his terrible
wood -chopping" knife b~randlshet
high In the other.
In the dusk hls eyes and teeth