The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1917-09-27

! 1t WAS evident, from the words ,of tha
others, that the Jonesville Guards were
indeed quite MS needless Of interno.
tional complications rs was their COM
mander. One and all We're highly in
ccnsed Mt Longorlo's perfldy, and, had
Alaire suggested such thing, it was
patent that they would have ridden on
La Feria and exacted reckoning from
him.
Such proof Of friendship affected her
deeply, ana 1T was not until they were
all under way back toward Romero
that she felt she had made her apprc-
citation fully known. When she reflect
cd that these men were some of the
very ncighbors whom she had Stunned
and sighted, and whose honest interest
she had SO habitually misconstrucd all
these years, 1t seemed very strange
that they should feel the least concern
over her. 1t gave her new apprccia-
tion of their chivalry and their worth;
it filled her with q humble desire to
know them better and to strengthen
herself in their regard. Then, too, tie
esteem in which they held Dave-her
husband-gratificd her intensely. 1t
made no more difference to them than
to her that he was poor man. man
without authority or position; they evil
IDENTITY saw and loved In him the quail
ties which she saw. and loved. And
that was as it should be.
They were gentle and considcrate
men. too, as she discovered when they
told her, bit by bit, what had happened
during her absence. She learned, much
to her relief, that Eds funeral had
been held, and that all the distressing
details Of the inquiry had been attend
cd to. Jose Sanchez, it appeared, had
confessed freely. Although her new
friends made plain their Indignation
ut the manner Of Eds taking away,
they likewise let her know that they
considered his death only Il slight loss,
either to her or to the community. Not
one of them pretended 1t was anything
except blessing.
The journey drew to an end very
quickly. Romero, deserted low by its
garrison, stirred and stared sleeplly at
the invaders, but concerned itself with
their presence no more than to wonder
why they laughed and talked SO spirit
edly. Plainly, these grlngos were Il
barbarouS race OF people. what with !
their rushing here and there, ard with
their loud, ScnSc!cSS laughter. God Lad |
wisely placed them beyond the Ri,
Grnndc. said the citizens of RoEicro.
The crossing was made; Alairc fouad |
herself in Texas once again and 1t
seemed to her that the sun haG never
been so bright, the air SO clear, the
Sky so high, the world so smiling. rs
here and now. The men who had rid
den forth to seek her were smiling,
100, and they were shaking her hands
and congratuating her. Even the Guz-
man boys, who were shy in the pres
cncc of American ladies, were wishing
her the best Of fortune and the greatest
of happiness.
BlaZc Jones was the last to leave.
With especial emphasis upon her name,
she said: "Aliz Austin, Paloma and
me would like to have you come to our
house and stay until you feel like goin'
back to Las Palmas."
When Alaire declined with moistened
eyes explaining that she could not we'll
accept his invitation, he slgnlfied his
understanding.
We're goin' to see a lot Of you, just
the same" he promised her, "'cause we
'"el as If you soct of belonged to us.
here's lot OF good people In this
'oart Of Texas, and them that ain't so
Eood, God and the rangers is slowly
"ecdin' out. We don't always know