The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1916-06-30


also knew right well that the old
miner woud leave no stone unturned
TO help him IL he could gain thirty.
six hours at most and then manage 20
escape. he might still win out.
he was by no means hopeless.
though well-nigh desperate. as he drew
down from the higher ground TO the
camp. we'll sheltered in the valley. He
saw that more men were coming in
presumably the talked-of REINFORCE
ments.
They saw him as he came down the
hill and entered the fiat on which the
camp lay. The horsemen. In a madly
yelling crowd swept forward toward
him, lariats circling. horses frantically
caracoling about him. their riders
TO get rope about the neck OF the
accursed gringo.
Mercifully he forestalled their at.
tempts by backing up against tall
mesquit bush so that the loops OF their
lariats could not settle about his neck.
disapproval in renewed outburst
OF yells.
Further designs upon him were pre-
vented by the opportune arrival OF an
officer. who dispersed the crowd by
the simple process OF beating them
about the heads with stick.
Have you come from the house
yonder. senor?"
"Yes. And l claim proper treat.
ment from you. sir. You can hardly
claim to treat people in your power de-
Gently when your troops are as out OF
hand as that"
Il will take you to FL General Obs
po, senor," said the officer courteous.
ly. For your own sake, / warn you,
do not anger him. His temper ID q
tritie uncertain, owing to his having
10 undergo severe privations for the
past week."
A sentry slept In the doorway.
From the interior came the smell OF
meal that had evidently just been
served.
Following his guide, Kynaston en-
tered. FL General Obispo. a squat
little man. whose high cheek bones
and full lips betokened his Indian an
cestry, looked up from the supper
which he was eating by the simple
process OF stufiing as much carne seco
in his mouth as that organ would hold,
and then cutting of the balance with
q none too clean knife.
FL general growled out a question.
The officer explained who Kynaston
was In answer the general rose hast
lily from the table, spat the meat from
his mouth, and began such a furious
TRADE OF scurrilous epithets as to- be-
come nearly epileptic. Kynaston stood
silent.
Take him away! Place him I'm
the cuartel till a consejo de guerra
(court-martial) can decide what the,
fate shall be of any accursed grlngo
who dares kill one Of our gallant
soldiers, Here!"
He tossed a paper to the officer
Let him see, captain, that even I'm
his own accursed country, where the
pigs walk on their hind legs and taie~
and act as II they were indeed men.
they are beginning to see that tho
revolutionary forces OF our land are
not to be withstood-the court-martial
will meet tomorrow afternoon"
He Is in better humor than I
thought" said the officer to Kynaston.
lei viejo diablo (the old deviD gave
you the paper, senor, not because he
wished you to read IL, but because he
himself cannot read, and wished to
impose upon you-here is the cuartel
Can send you some blankets? / fear
the house will not be 80 comfortable
as might wish-Hola, there, hon.
bres A guard for the Americano!"
And before he even realized that
he was indeed a prisoner, Kynaston
found himself showed inside the dirty
interior, the door closed and guard
set outside.
Kynaston, seeing that he might as
well take things coolly. seated himself
on a blanket that peon threw In the
door, took the paper from his pocket
and disposed himself 20 read.
The very first thing that caught his
L.