The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1914-05-22

That's It," returned Kruger signia-
cantly; this job I've got calls for a
man like that"
well, Phil's all right" spoke up
Bud, with sudden warmth. I'VE been
pafdners for two years now and he
never give nothing away yet! He
talks, but he don't forget himself. And
the way he can palaver them Mexicans
is wonder"
Very likely, very likely" agreed
Kruger, and then he sat a while in
silence.
I'VE got a few thousand dollars with
us, too" volunteered Bud at last. I'm
a good worker, If that's what you want
and Phil, he's a mining engineer"
"Um-m," grunted Kruger, Juggling at
his beard, but he did not come out
with his proposal.
Il tell you," he said at last. I'm
not doing much talking about this
proposition of mine. It's big thing,
and somebody might beat me to it.
You know what l am, l guess. I've
pulled Off some of the biggest deals in
this country for a poor man, and l
don't make many mistakes-not about
mineral, anyway. And when tell you
that this Is rich-you're talking with
man that knows"
He fixed his shrewd, blue eyes on
the young mans open countenance
and waited for him to speak.
That's right" he continued as Bud
finally nodded non-committally; she's
sure rich. I've had an eye on this
proposition for years-just waiting for
the right time to come. And now it's
come! All l need is the man. It
amt dangerous undertaking least
wise l don't think it is-but got to
have somebody l can trust. I'm willing
to pay you good wages, or I'll let you
in on the deal-but you'll have to go
down into Mexico"
"Nothin doing!" responded Bud
with instant decision. IF it's in Ari-
iona I'll talk to you, but no more Mex
leo for me. I've got something pretty
good down there myself, as far as that
goes"
What's the matter?" inquired Kru.
ger, set back by the abrupt refusal;
scared"
Eyes, I'm scared" admitted Bud,
and he challenged the old man with |
his eyes.
Must have had a little trouble,
them"
well, you might call 1t that" agreed |
Bud. I'VE been on the dodge for a
month. A bunch of revoltosos tried to |
get our treasure, and when we skipped
out on 'em they tried to get u.s."
WELL" continued Kruger, this
proposition of mine Is different. You
was over in the Sierra Madres, where
the natives are bad. These Sonora
Mexicans amt like them Chihuahua
fellers-they're Americanized. I'll tell
you, If it wasn't that the people would
know me I'd go down after this mine
myself The countrys perfectly quiet.
There's lots of Americans down there
yet, and they don't even know there is
a revolution. 1t amt far from the rail-
road, you see, and that makes lot of
difference"
He lowered his voice to a conf.
dental whisper as he revealed the ap-
proximate locality of his bonanza, but
Bud remained unimpressed.
Eyes, he said, I'VE was near rail-
road-the Northwestern-and seemed
like them red-fiaggers did nothing else
but burn bridges and ditch supply
trains. When they finally whipped 'em
off the whole bunch took to the hills.
That's where we got it again."
WELL" argued Kruger, this rail.
road of ours is all right, and they run
q train over it every day. The con.
centrator at Fortuna"-he lowered his o
voice again-"hasn't been shut. down :
day, and you'll be within fifteen miles
Of that town. No." he whispered; II ,
could get hundred Americans to 20 :
IN on this tomorrow, as fairs the revo. {,
o'AOu SOhSCi hCu. IL all L uduB0TUu6J
but l want somebody l can trust"
Nope" pronounced Bud, rising pom.
1erously to his feet; IF it was this
side the line I'd stay with you till the q
hair slipped, on anything, but"
well, let's talk it over again some
,ime." urged Kruger, following him
along out. ut amt often / get took !,
with young Teller the way was with q
you, and believe we can make 1t yet. .
Where are you staying in town." 4
up at the Cochise," said Bud.
Come on with mel told my pardner b
d meet him there"
They turned up the broad main
treet and passed in through the pol !
shed stone portals of the Cochise, a :,
lotel 80 spacious in its interior and SO :,
ichly appointed in its furnishings that :,
New Yorker, waking up there, might :,
asily imagine himself on Fifth ave- =
lue. !.
It was hardly place to be looked Il
or in the West, and as Bud led the a
1ay across the echoing lobby to pair n
I stuffed chairs he had a vague feel r.
ng Of being in church. Stained-glass n
'indows above the winding stairways
1t in soft light, and on the tower =