The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1919-08-15

you sleep with the terror Of death,
but never for . moment Of waking
win you be free OF the terror Of
living a. you stare upon the buzz
cards that win surely and shortly
pick your bones. And there VIII ~
no pulque In san Juan.
sThere q never any pulquo n San
Juan for the men send there. SCI Z
Eh2 ] thought 50. You win wait
two weeks for the proper time when
I shall again give. you money. II
you do not wait, then never, this
aide OF your intermenk On the bellies
OF buzzards. win you drink pulaue
again"
Torres whirlsd on bis heel and
was gone. VI Poon watched him
aud his two companions 60 down
the street, then rounded the pillar
70 md the old peon sunk down On
collapse az his disappointment %
not getting any pulque. grOaninE
and moaning and making sharp
little yelping cries. his body auiv-
ering Is dying animals culver 81
the Anal throes, his fingers picking
az his flesh and garments as 4 pick
ing on centipedes.
Down beside him sat n Poon.
who began q remarkable perform
ance Of his own Drawing sold
coins and silver ones from his
pockets he began 20 count over his
money with chinl< and cIink that
was mellow and liquid. and that 70
the dlstraught poems ear was IS
the sound OF the ripping and dif-
ding OF fountains OF pulqne.
we are WISE n Poon told him
in grandiloQuent Spanish. sfin
the money. while the peon
whined and yammared for the few
centavos necessary for one drink OF
pulque. I'VE are wise, you and J,
old man, and we win sit here ana
tell each other what we know about
men and women. and life and love.
and anger and sudden death. the
rage in the heart and the steel bit
ter cold IN the back and II yoa
tell me what pleases me, then shall
you drink pulque till your ears run
out with. Il and your eyes are
drowned in It. You Ike that pulqEe.
You ike one drink now nov. soon.
very quick7"
A Eomeatous NlBht.
The night while the J efs Politieo
and Torres organized their expedi-
ton under cover OF the dark. vas
destined to be q momentous one In
the Solano hacienda Thlngs oegan
to happen early. Dinner over,
drinking their coffee and smoking
their cigarettes. the family o.
which Henry was accounted one. by
virtue Of his brotherhood to Leon
ella, sat on the wide front veranda-
Through the moonlight, up the
steps. they saw q strange figure
approach
1T is like a ghost said Alvardo
3olanO.
"a fat ghost" Martinez. his twin
brother amended.
"a chink ghost you couldn't poke
rOur nnger through" Rieard9
-Ths very chink who saved Le-
oncia and me from marrying" said
Henry Morgan, with recognition.
'aThe sellers OF secrets" Leoneia
gurgIed- "And II he hasn't brought
a new secret I shall be disapDoint-
ed"
sWhat do you want, Chinaman?
Alesandro. the eldest OF the Solano
brothers, demanded sharply.
mice, new secret; very nice new .
secret maybe you buy" Vi Poon
murmureQ prOuulys
@Your secrets are too expensive.
Chinaman." said Enrico discOurag-
ingly.
"This nice new secret very ex-
pensive." vi Poon assured him com
placently.
$50 away" old Enrico ordered
st shall live a long time, yet to the
day Of my death I care to hear no
more secrets"
But vi Poon was suayely certain
Of himself.
zone time you have very fine
brother" he said. "One time your
very fine brother, the Senior Alfaro
Solano, die with knife in his back.
Very well. Some secret, eh?"
But Enrico was on his feet quiV-
ering.
"You known he almost screamed
his eager Interrogation.
How much?" said vi PoOn.
"AII I possess.'' Enrico said. ere
turning to Alesandro to add: you
deal with him, SON. Pay him well
il he can prove by witness OF the
eye"
"You bet" quoth vi Poon. 81 got
witness. He got good eyesight He
see man stick knife in the Senior
Alfaro's back in the dark. His
name"
yes, yes" Enrico breathed his
suspense.
zone thousand dollars his name
said vi Poem, hesitating to make up
his mind what kind of dollars he
could dare to claim. zone thousand
dollars gold" he concluded.
Enrico forgot that he had deppted
the transaction to his eldest SON.
where is your witness?" he
shouted.
And vi Poon. calling softly down
the steps into the shubbery, evoked
the pulQue- peon, a real
looking ghost, who slowly advanced
and tOttered up the steps.
At the same time. on the edge Of
town, twenty mounted men, among
whom were the gendarnGS Rafael,
Ignacio, Augustine and Vincente,
herded a pack train OF more than
twenty mules and waited the COM
mand Of Jefe to depart on they
knew not what mysterious adven-
ture into the Cordilleras. What
they did not know was that. herded
carefully apart from all other ami
mails, was a Swapping big mule
loaded with $50 pounds Of dynamite.
Also, they knew that the delay
was due to the Senior Torres, who
had ridden away along the beach
with the dreaded CARGO murderer,
Jose Mancheno. who only by the
grace of God and OF the Jefe Po-
litico. had been kept for years from
expiating on the seaRold his vari.
Gus offenses against life and Law.