The Churchill county standard. (Fallon, Nev.) 1908-1920, 1914-07-15


away, Stover reused himself reluc
tantly.
Its time we was turnin' in." He
called softly. Hey. Mex!"
Isl. Senorl"
Come on, you and Cloudy. vamos
It's ten o'clock"
He turned his back on the Cent?
pede Ranch that housed the treasure
and In company with Willie, made his
way to the ponies. Two other figures
joined them, one humming In musi.
cal baritone the strains of the song
just ended.
"Cut that out, Mex! They'll hear
u.s." Stover cautioned.
"Carambai This ting is brek my
cart" said the Mexican. sadly. at
seem like the Senorita Mora is sing
that song to me. Mebbe she knows
I'm set out ere on cactus an listen
to her. All. love that Senorita YER
much"
The little man with the glasses be-
gan to swear In his high falsetto. His
ear had caught the photograph opera
tor In another musical mistake.
THAT horn-toad let Mrs. Melby die
again tonight" said he. 'It's sure
comm to a hunnacaboo between him
and me. II somebody don't kill him
pretty soon, he'll wear out that ma
chine before we git 1t back"
"Humphl 1t don't look like we'd
ever get 1t back" said Slower.
One OF the four sighed audibly, then
vaulting into his saddle, went Looping
away without waiting for his compan-
ions.
"Cloudy's sore because they didn't
play Navajo" said Willie. well.
don't blame 'em none for omittin' that
war-dance. It amt got the class OF
them other pieces. While les devised
to suit the intellect of an Injun, per
haps 1t amt In the runnin' with The
Holy City, which tune is the sweetest
and sacredest ever sung"
Carara paused with hand upon the
neck of his cayuse.
"Eet Is not SO fine as The Baggage
Car In 'front.'" he declared.
TITS got 1t beat q mile!" Willie
flashed back. harshly.
Here, you'll" exclaimed Slower, mo
arguments. We all have our favorites,
and 1t amt up to no individual to
force his likes and dislikes down no
other feller's throat" The other two
men he addressed mounted their bron-
cos stiffiy.
81 repeat" said Willie: 1.-The Holy
CITY, as sung by Mrs. Melby. is the
swellest tune that ever hit these
parts"
Carara muttered something in Span
ish which the others could not under
stand.
They're all fine pieces" Slower OBJ
served, placatingly, when fairly out of
hearing of the ranch-houses. you
boys have each got your preference.
Cloudy, bein' an Injun, has got his,
and | rise to state that / like that
monologue. 'Silas on Fifth Avenoo.
better than all of 'em, which amt
nothin' ag'inst my Judgment nor
yours. When Silas says, The girl
opened her valise, took out her purse.
closed her valise, opened her purse,
took out a dime, closed her purse,
opened her valise, put in her purse,
closed her valise, give the dime to the
conductor. got nickel In change, then
opened her valise, took out her purse,
closed her yalise-" Slower began to
rock In his saddle, then burst into a
loud guffaw. followed by his compan-
ions. Gosh! That's awful funny!"
Isl! Sit" acknowledged Carara. his
white teeth showing through the
gloom
AN It's just like a fool woman, y
Uttered Willie. That's sure one
ridiculous line of talk"
Still Bill" wiped his eyes with the
back of bony hand 81 know that
hull monologue by heart, but can't
never get past that spot to save my
SOUL Right there l bog down, com
plete." Again he burst into wild laugh
ter, followed by his companions. 81
don't see how folks can be so dam
funny!" he gasped.
IT'S natural to 'em, like warts" said
Willie; they're born with 1t, the
same as | was born to shoot straight
with either hand. and the same as
Mex was born to throw q rope. He
don't know how he does 1t, and neither
do l. Some folks can say funny things,
some can sing, like Missus Melby;
some can run foot-races. like that Cen
tipede cook"
Carara breathed an eloquent Mex.
lean oath.
do you reckon he fixed that race
with Humpy Joe?" inquired Slower.
Names Skinner" Willie observed
'Tt sounds bad"
I'm sorry Humpy left us so sud
den," said Still Bill. WED ought to
have questioned him. II we only had
proof that the race was crooked"
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