The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1914-07-23

Z on being glad. but | got low-down
bunch that we're going to get in bad. +"
well. I've got just as good hunch."
came back DE Lancey. that we're 60
ing to make a killing"
yes, and speaking about killings"
said Bud. you don't want to overlook
that"
lie pointed at group OF disman-
tied adobe buildings standing out on
the edge OF the town and fanked by n
segment OF whitewashed wall all spat-
tered and preached with bullet.holes.
There's where these prize Mexicans
OF yourn pulled OF the biggest killing
In Sonora. was over here yesterday
with that old prospector and he told
me that that wall is the bull-ring.
After the first big fight they gathered
up three hundred and fifty men. more
or less. and throwed 'em In a trench
along by the wall-then they bowed II
over on 'em with few sticks OF dyna-
mite and let 'em pass for buried. No
crosses or nothing. Excuse me, IL they
ever break loose like that--we might
get planted with the rest!"
by Jove. old top" exclaimed De
Lancey. laughing teasingly. you've
certainly got the blues today. Here.
take something out OF this bottle and
see II II won't help"
lie brought out a quart bottle from
his saddle-bags and Bud drank. and
ahnddarad NJ tho hff.. Of
"All right" he said. as he passed II
back. "and while we're talking, what's
the matter with cutting II out on booze
for this trip"
what are you going to drink.
them" cried De Lancey In feigned
alarm. "water?"
We'll. something like that" admit
ted Bud Come on-what do you
say' We might get lit up and tell
something"
Now lookee here. Bud" clamored
Phil, who had had q few drinks al
ready, you don't mean to insinuate,
do your Next thing know you'll be
asking me to cut IL out on the hay
might talk In my sleep, you know. and
give the whole snap away"
mo. you're a good boy when you're
asleep. PHIL" responded Bud. but
when you get about half shot it's DIFF
ferent. Come on. now-Ill quit II you
will That's fair. amt IT."
What! No little toots around
town! No serenading the senoritas and
fxrsn hA he all
what's the use OF living. Bud. II you
can't have a little fun! Drinking don't
make any difference, as long as We
stick together. WHATS the use of
swearing Outgoing on record in ad-
vance? We may find some fellow that
we can't work any other wayne may
have to go on a drunk with him In or
der to get his goat! But will you
stick? That's the point"
Bud glanced at him and grunted. and
for long time he rode on in silence.
Before them lay q rolling plain. dip
ridges to the lower levels OF Old Mex
leo. and on the skyline. thin and blue.
stood the knifelike edges OF the For
tunas miles away.
With desert-trained eyes he noted
the landmarks. San Juan mountain to
the right. Old Niggerhead to the left.
and the feather-edge OF mountains far
below: and as he looked he stored II
away In his mind in case he should
come back on the run some night
II was not a foreboding. but the
training of his kind. to note the lay Of
the ground. and he planned just where
he would ride to keep under cover II
he ever made a dash for the line. But
all the time his pardner was talking of
friendship and of the nee essity Of their
sticking together.
IN tell you, Bud" he said at last.
his voice trembling with sentiment,
whether we win or lose. ] won't have
single regret as long as know we've
been true TO one another You may
know Texas and Arizona. Bud, but
know Old Mexico. the land of manana
and broken promises. I know the coun-
try. Bud-and the climate-and the
women!
They play the devil with the best
OF us. Bud. these dark-eyed senoritas!
That's what makes all the trouble
down here between man and man. it's
these women and their ways. They're
not satisfied to win a mans heart
they want him to kill somebody to
show that he really loves them. BY
Jove, they're tickle lot. and nothing
pleases 'em more than setting man
against man. one pardner against an
other"
I'VE never had any trouble yet" OBJ
served Bud sententiously.
mo. but we're likely to-" protested
De Lancey. These Indian women up
In the Sierras wouldn't turn anybody's
head. but we're going down into the
hot country now. where the girls are
pretty. tara. tara. and we talk through
the windows at midnight"
We'll. II youIl cut out the booze"
said Hooker shortly. you can have
'em all, for all OF me-"
Sure. that's what you say. but wait
till you see them! Oh. Ia. la. la"-he
kissed his fingers ecstaticslly-"Pll be
glad to see 'em myself But listen.
Bud. here's the proposition. let's take
m oath rtght uo1 ~hila Ua'ra ala n.