The Dolores star. [volume] (Dolores, Montezuma County, Colo.) 1901-current, 1916-03-10

have ears. Keep silent, / beg. We
cannot remain here all night, and
have business Of importance in the
other room. Pardon II we leave you
for moment You are perfectly safe
Then. beckQning to Sancho, they
left, closing the door with care.
rs she with us?" askA the latter az
soon As they were outside. Rowe avoid
ed meeting his eyes as he spoke.
Certainly" said he. Did you get
the reports that the government sent
him last? 1t is close on two months
| since we have cornered one. Did you
get those that were sent to him In the
country"
NO" replied the other. Il have
been trying to see you to tell you, but
I met with an accident and have been
laid up with a broken leg, and dared
not write. Tonight 10 the first time
have been out. and l only came in re
Spouse to your urgent note.' ! failed to
get the last ones. The daughter was
bringing them from the post office. and
tried to snatch them from her. when
bear-a wild thing-sprang out OF
the bushes. and made of without get
| ting them
The two crossed the tiny corridor
and entered the main room again, 60
ing directly to where a group of men,
five In all. were seated about a corner
table
These persons all appeared to be
artisans Of some sort, and by their
dress, none too prosperous. All, how,
ever. knew Rowe. although they gave
him no special greeting. Leaning over
in their midst, he spoke quickly in a
low voice. again using Spanish.
THE sonora Is here" he said, land
has pledged herself to our cause, as l
promised you she would do. She will
receive you all in token of her pledge.
but do not talk too much to her, as she
is Ill. having tainted earlier in the
evening, and is also agitated at this
adventure. She has come to you, as
you see. at great risk to her reputa-
ton. Let US spare her as much as
possible"
There were murmurs of assent, and
Yznaga, who was one Of the men.
spoke up.
There are some estimates" he said,
which l brought this evening. We
can secure a fat bit Of graft from the
Maxman Arms company. as well as
getting the inventory as soon as he
pays for it."
Have you them here?" said Rowe
Let me see."
Yes" replied the man. fumbling
about In his breast pocket. Here they
are. Sit down a minute and look at
them. We shall all have to go directly
we have seen her. Mike will be closing
up"
With quick interest Rowe spread the
documents. martial list of rifles and
ammunition. upon the table. and at
once all seven heads were bent over
them, the talk sinking to a humming,
scarcely audible three feet away.
Behind the bar sat Mike. adding up
his accounts. From his ledger he
glanced at the wide pasty face OF the
clock opposite, and then at the group
at the largest table. Would they never
60 home? Their glasses were empty.
Then suddenly, as one man. they arose
and following Rowe (who was friend
to Mickey by virtue of a fifty-dollar
did not enter, but stood at the door.
Mickey strained his ears to hear the
lady speak, but whatever greeting she
uttered was said in so low a voice as
not to be articulate from where he
sat Then the man who had produced
the paper spoke.
I'VE shall not disturb you, sonora"
he said, for you are fatigued. We
merely wish to pay you our homage
and assure you of our fidelity"
Again that low murmur, and then.
one by one, all bowed and left save
Rowe and the cab driver. who entered
the little room, closing the door after
them.
Jaw, some funny things happens. -
said Mickey, not however, with any spe.
cial reference to humor. He stretched
himself and yawned. They'll be go.
ing in a minute" he added presently
GLORY be. they are the last"
Suddenly he stopped, remembering
couple who were seated in the semi.
obscurity by the stove. Earlier in the
evening these two and their bear had
entered the then crowded saloon. and
though the throng had grown steadily
less, and the coins fewer. they had lin.
gered. loath to be turned out into the
storm. Also they had bought, so Mickey
let them remain, and now the woman
an ancient soul, picturesque and bag.
gard, had fallen asleep where she sat
overcome perhaps by her last glass OF
rum.
Her companion was a man of per
haps thirty-five, unshaven, shabby in a
suit of clothing that had originally
been of faultless cut and style.
1t was Sam Hill, but Hill SO stripped
of smugness. SO shorn of vanity, and
so sensitive to the true context of his
environment that his friends would