The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1914-06-01

on his corduruys and tho Intelligence
On hls eyes and to them the big man
was boz moro than "a lnborcr-or a
shift boss 40 most-and the little man
was ono of their kind Every line In
his mobile face spoke OF Intellect and
decision and as they walked o was he
who did the talking while the bis man
only nodded aud smiled
They tool a turn ~ two up the
street. to drifting into some olamor.
~ saloon. now standing az gaze on
the Sidewalk and as the drinks began
TO work. the little man became more
and more animated. the big man moro
me more amiable in his assent and
silence
Then they passed the crowd Of refu.
gees the. stopped and listened. com
monting on the various opinions by an
exchange OF knowing smiles. An old
p~rospector. whitoh haired and tanned TO
a tropic brown, finally turned upon a
prcsumptuous optimist and the little
man nodded approyingly az he heard
him express his views.
you can say what you please. the
p%rospector ended. but I'm going 20
keep u OF that country I've knowod
them Moxicans for thirty years now
and I'm telling you they're Citing
trCacherous. II don't do no good TO
have your gun with you-thoyn shoot
you from behind a rock-and It they
cant git you hat way. they'll knife
you In your sleep.
1--WE noticed n big change IN them
palsanos since this war come on. he.
fore Madero made his break they used
TO be scared OF Americans-thought II
they killed ono Of us the rest would
cross the border and eat 'em up. What
few times they did tackle a white man
no generally give a good account Of
himself, too. and I've travelled them
trails for years without hardly know.
ing what II was to be afraid of any.
body; but ! tell you it's entirely DIFF
ferent over there now"
"surei That's right" spoke up the
little man. with spirit You're talk.
ing moro sense than any man on the
street. l guess | ought TO know-I've
been down there and through Il all
and It's got so 20 that you can't trust
any OF 'eln. My %pardner and | came
clear from the Sierra Madres. riding
nights. and we ONE pretty near know
ing-hey. Bud7"
That's right" observed Bud. the
big man, with a reminiscent grin, u
begin to think them follers would get
US. for a whilei"
Mining men?" inquired tho old
prospector politely.
Working On a lease. said the littte
man briefly. "Owher got scared out
and let US In on shares. But no more
for muh-this will hold me for quite
a while. / a tell youl"
Here, too" agreed the big man,
turning to go. Arizona is good enough
for mo-come on. Phill"
where to2" The little man drew
back half resentfully. and then he
changed his mind. IAN right. he said.
falling into step. "a gin hzz for minel"
Not on an empty stomach" ad.
monished his pardner; you might get
M up and tell somebody all you know
How about something to eat?"
Good But where re YOU goinE?"
Tho big man was leading on down a
side street, and once more they came
10 a halt.
"Jlm's place-it's a lunch.counter,"
he explained lacorically. THE hotels
all right, and maybe that was a break
fast We got. but I get hungry waiting
that way. Gimme a lu~nCh-counter,
where | can wrop my legs around o
stool aud watch the cook turn EN-
over, Come OIL been there before"
An expression OF plying tolerance
came over the little mans face as he
listened 20 this rhapsody on the quick
lunch, but he drew away reluctantly.
Jaw. come on. Bud" he pleaded.
Have a little class! What's the use
OF winning a stake II you've got to eat
al n dogjoint7 And hesides-say. that
was a peach NJ a girl hat waited on
ua this morning. Did you notice her
hair? She was a pippin!"
The hig man waggied his hand re.
signed, and started on his way
IAN right, pardner." he observed.
"if that's the deal she's probably look.
ing for sou. I'll meet you in tho room
"Aw. come on" urged the other. but
his heart was not IN u, and he turned
gally away up the main street.
Left 20 himself. the big man went on
90 his lunch-countor. where be ordered
oysters. "A dozen IN the milk. Then
be- ordered a b~eefsteak, 20 make mp
for several be had missed. and asked
the cook 10 fry IL rare. He was just
negotiating for a can Of pears that had
caught his eve when an old man caine
In Rud took the stool beside him, pick.
ing up the menu with trembling hand
Give me a cup Of coffee he said 10
the waiter, 'and he guzed az the bin
OF fare carefully and "a roastb eei
sandwich No, just the conee!" be
corrected. and AZ that Bud gave him a
look Ho a a small man, shabbily
dressed and with scraggy whiskers.
and his lose vas very red
Here" called Bud. coming 10 an In.
slant conclusion. give i'm hts sand.
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