Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1914-07-24

and In his abstraction he barely re-
turned his gay greeting.
well, cheer up. old topl" cried De-
Lancey. throwing his bridle-reins to
the ground and striding up to the tent.
What no. let down the porteullis. me
lord seneschal! And cease your vain
repining. Algernon-our papers are all
o. X. and the lawyer says to go ahead.
But that isn't half the newsl Say. we
had a dance up at the hotel last night
and l met" ,
"Yes-sure you did," broke In Bud:
but listen to thisi" And he told him
of Ell Tuerto's matrimonial entangle-
ments.
why. the crooked devill" exclaimed
De Lancey. leaping up at the finish.
"Oyez! Mendez!"
Don't say a word" warned Bud,
springing to the tent door to intercept
him, "or you'll put US out of businessl
1t is nothing he continued in Spanish
as Mendez came out of his house. but
put Don Felipe's horse in the corral
when he is COOL"
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smirked Mendez, running to get the
horse. and after he had departed Bud
turned back and shook his head.
1--WE can't afford to quarrel with Mr..
Mendez," he said; because IL Aragon
ever gets hold of him we're ditched.
Jest let everything run on like we'd
overlooked something until the sixty
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with it, We'll locate the mine our
selves"
Eyes; but how?"
well. they's two ways" returned
Bud; either hunt up another Mexican
citizen. or turn Mexican ourselves"
Turn Mexicani" shrilled Phil, and
then he broke down and laughed.
well, you're a great one, Bud" he
chortled; you sure arel"
Il come down here to get this mine."
said Bud la%conically.
Eyes, but you're a Texan-or was
onei"
THAT makes no difference" an
swered Bud stoutly. THE hot weather
is coming on-revolution Is likely to
begin any time-and there amt a sim
gle Mexican we can trust. Jest one
more break now and we lose out-now
how about it,"
who's going to turn Mexican?"
questioned De Lancey. you or met"
we'll will, theni"
mo, you won't, either!" cried Phil,
forgetting his canny shrewdness. 'Ill
do it myself! I'm half Mexican al.
ready, I've been eating chilli SO longi"
Nov here" began Bud, listen to
me. I've been thinking this over all
day and you jest heard about it. The
man that turns Mexican is likely to
get mixed up with the authorities and
have to skip the country, but the other
Teller is in the other way-he's got to
stay with the works till hell freezes
over.
Nov you're an engineer and you
So, If you say so, I'll take out the pa,
pers and you hold the mine-or If you
want to you car turn Mex"
WELL" said De Lancey, his voice
suddenly becoming soft and pensive
II might as well tgH you. Bud. that
I'm thinking OF settling in this coun-
try, anyway. OF course, | don't look
at Aragon the way you dol think
you are p-ejudiced and misjudge him
but aver since I've known Gracia
I've"
"Gracial" repeated Bud; and then,
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anger, he rose up and threw down his
hat pettishly. I'D think, Phil" he
muttered, you'd be satisfied with all
the other girls In the world without"
Now here!" shouted Phil, rising as
unreasoningly to his feet, don't you
say another word against that girl, or
I'll"
"Shut your mouth, you little
shrimpl" beloved Bud, wheeling upon
him menacingly. you seem to think
you're the only man In the world
that"
"Oh, slush, Bud!" cried Phil in dis
gust, you don't mean to tell me you're
in love with Gracia tool"
"Who-me?" demanded Hooker, his
face suddenly becoming fixed and
masklike; and then he laughed hoarse-
ly in derision and sank down on the
bed.
Certainly, Of the two of them, he
was the more surprised at his sudden
outbreak of passion; and yet when the
words were spoken he was quick to
know that they were true.
Undoubtedly, in his own way, he
was in love-but he would never adj
NIT it, that he knew, too. So he sank
down on the blankets and swore harsh
ly, while De Lancey stared at him in
unfeigned surprise.
"Wall than ha wont On TAXING