The Washington herald., 1920-11-26
An O.HenryStory
The Caballero's Way
CONTINUED from Ye.terdayJ

Oontinued from Yesterday.)
But it was not so with the Kid
and his mount Winding. twisting.
circling, tracing the most fantastic,
and bewildering trail ever picked
out, the good roam Iessened the dis
tance to the Lone Wolf Crossing
with every coil and turn that he
made.
While they Jared the Kid sang.
He knew but one tune and he sang
II, as he knew but one code and
lived it. and but one girl and loved
her. He was a singie-minded man
Of conventional IDEAS. He had a voice
like coyote with bronchitis, but
whenever he chose to sing his song
ne sang II. II was a conventional
song OF the camps and trail. running
at Its beginning as near as may be
10 these words:
Don't you monkey with my Lulu girl
Or Ill tell you what I'll do
ana SO on. The roam was Injured to
IT, and did not mind.
But even the poorest singer will,
aIter certain time, gain his own
consent to refrain from contribut-
ing TO the worlds noises. So the
hld, oy the time he was within q
miie or two of Tomas jacal, had
reluctantly allowed his song to di,
aWaS-not because his vocal per
iormance had become less charm
ing to his own ears. but because his
iarvneeal muscles were a-weary.
a =
ring the speckled roam wheeled and
danced through the labyrinth Of
pear until at length his rider knew
oy certain landmarks that the Lone
Wolf Crossing was close at hand
Then. where the pear was thinner
he canght sight OF the grass roof
OF the tacal and the blackberry tree
on the edge of the arroyo. A few
yards farther the Kid stopped the
roam and razed intently through the
prickly openings. Then he dis
mounted. dropped the roan's reIns.
and proceeded on foot. STOPPING and
silent. like an Indian. The roam.
knowing his part, stood still. max
ing no sound.
The Kid crept noiselessly 10 the
very edge OF the pear thicket and
reconnoitered between the leaves
Of a clur1p Of eactus.
Ten yards from his ahiding-place
in the shsde of the jacal sat his
Tonia, calmly plating a rawhide
lsriat. So far she might surely
escape condemnation: women have
been known from time TO time. 10
eneaee in more mischievnus occu-
pations. But. IL ell must be told
thAFa ts "a ~
ren"sed against the broad ard COM
fortshle chest of a tall red.and-yel-
low man. and that his arm was
about her guiding her nimhIe,
sr'"ll fingers that reqrired so many
'e-s"ns at the intricate six-st-and
pI-r
S"nS-idve elanced orickIv at the
dark mass of pear when he heard
a sli~ht. ~n~eakine snrnd that was
not altoe"tbAr unf- miliar. A gun
s"abhard will make that sound
when one grasps the handle 81
s'x-shonter srddanlv. But the
sonnd was not rereated: and Tonia's
myers needed close ,attention.
And then, In the shadow of death,
they began to talk of their love:
and In the stiil July afternoon
every word they uttered reached
the ears of the Kid.
Remember. then" said Tonla.
You must not come again until
send for You. Soon he will be
here. vaquero at the tIenda said
today he saw him on the Guada-
iupe three days ago. When he is
that near he always comes. If he
comes and finds you here he will
XIII you. So. for my sake, you
must come no more until / send
YOU the word"
"Ail right" said the stranger.
"And then what?g
And them" said the girl. you
must bring your men here and kill
him. II not, he viii kill you"
"He amt q man 10 surrender.
thsts sure" said sandridge. IT'S
Kill or be killed fer the oftcer that
goes Up ssainst Mr. ciseosKid."
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