The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1916-03-17

"Get busy, you one eouise I've uas
eyed banshee!u only should have
landed US in Els
| perando Our Jonah swallowed the
bad credit of it with appealing frank
ness, but that scarcely 1essened the
hardships our cause was made to suf
fer
Sat last one afternoon we steamed
into the calm estuary of the little RiC
EscOndido. Three miles up this we
crept, feeling for the shallow channel
between the low banks that were
crowded to the edge with gigantic trees
and riotous vegetation. Then our whis-
tie gave little foot, and in five min
utes we heard shout, and Carlos-my
brave Carlos Quintana crashed
through the tangled vines waving his
cap madly for joy.
"a hundred yards away was his
camp, where 300 chosen patriots Of Els
perando were awaiting our coming.
For month Carlos had been drilling
them there in the tactics Of war and
filling them with the spirit Of revolu-
ton and liberty.
MY captain-compadre mioY shout
ed Carlos. while yet my boat was be-
ing lowered. You should see them in
the drill by companies-in the column
wheel-in the march by four-they are
superb. Also in the manual of arms
but. alas. performed only with sticks
of bamboo. The guns, captain-say
that you have brought the gunsr
"a thousand good rifles, Carlos l
called to him. And two Cuttings.
''Valgame Dios.' he cried, throwing
his cap in the air. I'VE shall sweep the
world.
"At that moment Kearny tumbled
from the steamers side into the river
He could not swim, so the crew threw
him rope and drew him back aboard.
| caught his eye and his look of pa
thetic but still bright and undaunted
consciousness Of his guilty luck. told
myself that, although he might be
man to shun, he was also one to be
admired
II gave orders to the sailing master
sions were to be landed at once. That
was easy in the steamers boats, ex-
cept for the two Calling guns. For
their transportation ashore we carried
q stout fatbOat.
In the meantime | walked with Car
los to the camp and made the soldiers
a little speech in Spanish. which they
received with enthusiasm, and then
had some wine and a cigarette in Car
los tent
1.-THE small arms and provisions were
already ashore, and the petty officers
had squads Of men conveying them to
camp. One Calling had been safely
landed. The other was just being
hoisted over the side of the vessel as
we arrived. | noticed Kearny darting
about on board. seeming to have the ,,
ambition Of ten men and to be doing |
the work Of five. | think his zeal bub-
bled over when he saw Carlos and me- J
A ropes end was swinging loose from !
some part Of the tackle. Kearny leap !.
ed impetuously and caught it. There |
If scorching hemp. and the Calling ,
lropped straight as plummet through !
he bottom of the fatboat and buried |
tself in twenty feet of water and five
eet Of river mud
II turned my back on the scene. t
heard Carlos loud cries as if from
'ome extreme grief too poignant for
words | heard the complaining MUIR
nur of the crew and the maledictions
If Torres, the sailing master. | could
lot bear to look.
by night some degree of order had
,een restored in camp Military rules
we're not drawn strictly. and the men
we're grouped about the fires Of their
everal messes. playing games Of
nance, singing their native songs or
discussing with voIuble animation the
Of our march upon the
apital.
ITO my tent. which had been pitch
d for me close to that Of my chief
came Kearny. ndomitable.
milling. bright eyed. bearing no traces
the buffets Of his evil star. Rather
7as his aspect that of a heroic mar
yr whose tribulations were so high
ourced and glorious that he even took
splendor and "A prestige from them.
well captain. said he. i guess