The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1919-07-19

Long after the siesta hour, on his
third and most reluctant mule,
Henry rode into sleepy San Antonio.
In the main street, midway between
the court and the Jail, he pulled up
at sight OF the Jefe Politico and
the little fat old Judge, with, at
their heels, a dozen gendarmes and
a couple OF wretehed prisoner
runaway poems from the Henequen
plantations at Santos. While the
Judge and the Jefe listened to
Henry's tale and appeal for help,
the Jefe gave one slow wink to the
judge. who was his Judge. his crea-
ture. body and soul to him
yes, certainly We will help you"
the Jefe said at the end, stretching
his arms and yawning.
How soon can we get the men to-
gether and start?" Henry demanded
eagerly.
"As for that, we are very busy
are We not, honorable judge?@ the
Jefe replied with lazy insolence.
Perhaps By Christmas
I'VE are very busy" the Judge
yawned into Henry's face
TOO busy for a time" the Jefe
went on. 1--WE regret that not to-
morrow nor next day shall we be
able to try and rescue your Gringos.
Now, little later -"
Say next Christmas" the Judge
suggested.
Yes" concurred the Jefe with
grateful bow. About next
Christmas come around and see US,
and. If the pressure OF our affairs
has somewhat eased, then, maybe
possibly, we shah find il convenient
to go about beginning to attempt to
raise the expedition you have re-
quested. In the meantime, good
day to you. Senior Morgan"
You mean that?" Henry de-
manded with wrathful face.
The very face he must have
worn when he slew Senior Alforo
Solano treacherously from the
back" the Jefe soliloquised omin-
ously.
Hut Henry ignored the latter in
suit.
'T'n tell you what you are" he
famed in righteous wrath.
Beware" the Judge cautioned
him.
II snap my finger at you" Henry
retorted. You have no power over
me. I am a full-pardoned man by
the President OF Panama himself
And this is what you are. You are
You are mongrel pigs"
Pray proceed, Senior" said the
Jefe with the suave politeness OF
deathly rage.
You've neither the virtues OF
the Spaniard nor OF the Garth. but
the vices OF both thrice compound
ed. Mongrel pigs, that's what you
are and all you are, the pair OF
YOU"
Are you through. Senor-quite
through" the Jefe queried softly.
At the same moment he gave q
signal to the gendarmes, who
spang upon Henry from behind and
disarmed him.
Even the president OF the re-
public OF Panama cannot pardon in
anticipation OF a crime not yet
right, judge?"
said the Jefe.
This is a fresh oIense," the
Judge took the cue promptly. This
dog has bIasphemed against
the law"
Then shall he be tried. nov,
right here, Immediately. We will
not bother to go back and reopen
court. We shall try him, and when
We have disposed OF him we shall
proceed. I have very good bottle
Of wine
It care not for wine" the judge
hastily. Mine shall be
mescal And in the meantime, and
now, having been both witness and
victim of the offense and there be-
ng no need of evidence further than
what 1 already possess, I ind the
prisoner guilty. Is there anything
you would suggest, Senior Mariana
VercaFa e HiJos?"
'-Twenty-four hours in the stocks
10 cool his heated Gringo head"
the Jefe answered.
Such is the sentence" the Judge
affirmed, ito begin at once Take
he prisoner away. gendarmeA and
AIT him in the stocks"
Daybreak found Henry In the
stocks with a dozen hours Of such
already behind him.
wing on his back asleep. But the
sleep was restless, being vexed
ubiectively by nightmare dreams
~ his mountain imprisoned com
aanions and. effectively. BY the
things Of the countless mosquitoes
So n vas. twisting and EquiFm-
ne and striking "a tho winged
pests he awoke % fuli conscious
lsas ~ his Predicament Aad this
iWoke the fuil expression ~ ne
profanity irirtatsd beyond eadhF.
lurr ~ the poison ffam . thaunann