The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1914-07-16

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ola, Amigo!" he~h hailed. stepping
out from the adobe house where he
had moved to avoid thes rains; and
Amigo answered with'h honest smile
which carried no hint OF savagery orr
deceit.
Try as he would, bud could not;
bring himself to think Of his Yaqui as
dangerous; and even when he bal
anced the Indians mur'lerous bowie.
knifo III niE hands he regarded 1t with !
q grin. 1t WAS u heavy weapon, broad
across the back. koen on cne edge,
and drawn to point that was both.
sharp and strong. the haft wasI
wrapped with rawhidhn to hold the:
clutch Of the hand. /
What do you do with this?" queried;
Hooker. Chop woodf Skin deer"
Yes. chop wood" ansM Mered Amigo.
but he replaced 1t carefully in his belt.
lie looked the adobe house over
thoughtiully. listened 1dng to the
news OF the border and OF the rurales'
raid on their camp, and retired to the
rocks for tho night. EvQn 'a3ud never
knew where he sleIa Hsd.newhere up
on the hi!lside-in caves or clefts In
the rocks-and not even the most
pressing invitation could make him
share the house for night. To Amigo,
as to an animal. house wns a'trap:
and he know that the times were
treacherous.
so Indeed they were, as Hooker was
to learn to hia sorrow. and but for tho
YaQui and his murdorous knife he
might easily have learned 1t too late.
1t was evening, after q rninless day,
and Bud wns cooking by the open fire.
when suddenly Amigo vanieS ati and
four men rode I'm from abe They
were armed with rifles. as beitted tho
times. but gave no signs.-of ruffianly
bravado. and after few werds Bud I'M.
vited them to get dow f8na ear.
"Muchns gracins, seror," said the
leader. dismounting and lny.ng his r,fle
against log. I'VE are not hungry"
Then have somo Coffee" invited
Hooker. who mado 1t d POINT to feed
every one who stoppedr regardless OF
their merit; and oi,.. moro the Mexi.
can declined. At this Dud looked ut
him sharply. for his refusal did not
augur well. and 1t struck him the
mans face was familiar. He was tall
for Mexican and heavily built, but
with n rather sinister cast OF counte.
nance. ,ie
Where, have seen you beforef"
asked Bud, after trying in vain to
place him. "In Foftuna?"
mo. senor." answered the Mexican
politely. Il have never been in that
city. Is it far?"
Ten miles by tho trail," responded
Hooker. by no meanEASnsgaured. and
under pretext Of inviting them to eat, !,
he took look at tho other mon. IL
they had not stopped to eat. what
then waa their errand while the etn
was einking 80 low?---And- why this
sullen refusal OF the coffee which every
Mexican trfnks 2 -.---
Bud stepped intc the ,housc, as if on
some errand. and watcher them un.
seen from the interior. Seeing them
exchange glances then, he leaned his
rife just inside the door and went
nbout his cooking. uf an
1t was one Of the changes he took,
living out in the brush, but he had
come to know this low-browed type OF.
semi-bandit all too weikand had small
respect for their courage, In case OF
trouble Amigo was close. by in the
rocks somewhere, probably with his
gun IN his hand-but with o little nm
tience and circnmspection the unwel.
come visitors would doubtleso move
on. ,f,,fY 81 -
So he thought. but instead, they lin
gered, and when supper was cooked he
decided to go to a show-down-and if
they again refused to cat he would
send them on their way ------'
'Ven AMIGOS" he said, spreading
out the tin plates for them. :Come and
.eats" r
The three low.bpows glared at their
leader. who had done what little talk.
ing there was 30 far. and. seized with
q @ sudden animation. he Immediately
Many thanks. senor,', he said with
q erin ;Ing and specious politenees.
"Wo have come far and the trail lis
long. 30 we will eat. The times nre
hard for poor men now--this traitor.
Madero. has made us all hungry. It ia
by him that wc poor working men are
driven to insurrectlon-but we know.
that the Americans aro our friends.
Yes. senor. / will tako some OF your
beans. and thank YOU"
He filled a plate as he spoke ana /
lifted q biscuit from the oven. con.
tinuing with his false patter while the
others fell to in silence.
Perhaps you have heard, sencr," he
went on. "the saying which Ia in the
land: Mucho' traba1o. paco dinero:f
no hay fritoles. viva Madero! Much
work. little money; no beana. long