Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1917-10-06

and kissed it,
God he praised A miracle :" she
exclaimed "Juan. don't You see? Ii Is
the beautiful SONORA for whom we pray
every night of our lives. on your knees,
shameless one 1t Is she who delivered
you from the prison"
Juan stared unbelievingIy, then his
face changed; his teeth flashed In a
smile, and sweeping his hat from his
head, he, too. approached Alaire.
1T is Sonora, | am Juan Garcia,
whom yos% saved. and this is Inez," he
declared. Heaven bless you and for
give me"
Nov / know YOU" Alaire laughed,
and slipped down from her saddle.
This is a happy meeting. so! You
live here. ana :nat was little Juan who
ran away as if we were going to eat
him Well, we are hungry, but not
hungry enough to deyour Juanito"
Turning to her companions, she ex-
planned the circumstances of her FIRST
meeting with these good people, and as
she talked the Garcias broke in joy
fully, adding their own account Of her
goodness
"We've fallen among friends" Alaire
told Dave and Father O'Malley. They
will let us rest here, | am sure"
Husband and wife agreed in one
voice. In fact, they were oyerjoyed at
an opportunity of serving her; and lit
tie Juan his suspicious partially al
layed. issued from hiding and waddled
forward to take part in the welcome.
Shamefaccdly The elder Garcia ex-
planned his inbospitable reception of
the travellers. I'VE hear the gringos
are coming to kin US ana take our
farms Everybody is badly frightened
We are driving our herds away and
hiding what we can. Yesterday at the
big Ohispo ranch our people shot two
Americans and burned some Of their
houses. They intend to kill all the
Americans they find, so you'd better be
careful. Just now a fellow rode up
shouting that you were coming but of
course / didn't know"
ayes. Of course. We're trying to
reach the border" Father O'Mallcy told
him. ''Wlll you hide us here until we
can 90 on2"
Juan curtsied respectfully to the
priest MY house is yours, father"
Can You take care of our horses.
too and-giye US q place to sleep?"
Dave asked. His eyes were heavy. he
had been almost constantly in the sad
die since leaving Jonesyillc, and now
could hardly keep himself awake.
Trust me-" the Mexican assured
them. confidently IF somebody comes
I'll send them away. Oh, l can lie with
the best of them"
The Garcias were not ordinary peo-
pie. and they lived in rather good cir
cumstances for country folk There
were three rooms to their little house
all Of which were reasonably clean.
The food that Inez set before her
guests, too. was excellent if scanty.
Juanito, taking cue from his parents,
flung himself Uhole-heartcdy into pue
task of entertainment. ana since AlaIre
met his advances halfway he began.
before long, to look upon hor with par
ticular favor once they haG thorough
iy made friends he sho0ered her with
the most fiatteuu- attentions His
shyness, 1t seemed. was bur a preteu~e
at heart he was a bold and enterpris-
ing feIlow-and so, as mark of his
admiration he presented her with all
his personal treasures. First he
fetched and laid in her lap ciEar-boX
wagon with wooden Nneeis-GvidcH,l =
the haudiwork Of his father Then he
gave her, one by one, a highly pri2cd
blue bottle, rusty Mexican spur, and
the ruins of what had been q splendid
clasp knife. There were no blades IN
the knife. but be showed her how 10
peep through a tiny hole in the handle,
where was concealed the picture Of "a
dashiug Spanish bull-hghter. The ap-
probation which these gifts evoked IN
toxicated the little man and reused him
to q very madness Of generosity. He
battered away and returned shortly
staggering and grunung under the
weight Of another and a still greater
Offering 1t us dog-a patient
hungry dog with very little hair. The
animal was alive with feast
scratched absent-mindedly with one
hind paw, even while Juanito strangled
II against his naked breast-but it as
the apple Of its owners eye, and when
Inez unfeeingly banished it from the
house Juanlto began to squall Justify.
Nor could he be conciliated until Alaire
took him upon her knee and told him
about another boy, 81 pre- aisely his own
age and size, who planted magic bean
In his mothers dooryard, which grew
up and up until it reached clear TO the
sky, whore a giant lived Juanlto Car
cha had never heard the ike. He was
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