Vernon Parish Democrat., 1921-04-07

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hairs from his rats moustache-one
hair per each pluck"
"I'd a notion ye did somethin' to
him, sOr. Now, thin, listen to me: |
I'm not much to look at, but I'm white. |
I'm an attashay, as ye might say, av
Ignatz Leber-him that do have the |
import an export house at the ind |
av the Gale San Rosario, forninst the
bay. Also he do have Charge av the
cable office, an whin I'm sober enough, |
1 deliver cablegrams for Leber. Now;
then, yen recall we had a bit av a
shower to-day at noOn?"
Dolores and Webster nodded. Don
Juan, after glancing cautiously around,
lowered his voice and continued: II
was deliverin' a cablegram for Leber,
an me course took me past the palace
gate-which, be the same token, has
sinthry-bOXes both inside an out, wan
on each size av the gate. The sinthry
was not visible as l came along, an
what wit the shower comm as sud
dint as that, an me wit a wardrobe
that's not so eXtinsive l can afford to
get it wet shtepped into wan av the
outside sintry-boxes till the rain
should be over, an what wit dhrink
av aguardiente I'd took to brace me
for the thrip, an the mimory av auld
times, l fell asleep.
"Dear knows how long 1 sat there
mapping; all l know is that l was
awakened by the sound av three men
talkin, at the gate, an divil a word
did they say but what l heard. They
were talkin' in Spanish, but l un-
dhershtood thin we'll enough. He's at
| the Hotel MateO,' says wan voice, an
his name is Webster-Jawn Webster.
He's an American, an a big, savage
| loOkin' lad at that, so take me advice
an be careful. Do ye two keep an
eye on him wherever he goes an if
| he should Shtep out at night an wan
dher trough a dark shtreet, do ye two
see to i. that he's put where he'll not
| interfere again in Don Felipe's affairs.
No damn gringo'-beggin' yer par
don, Miss-can intherfere in the
wurrk av the intilligince bureau at a
time like this, in addition to insultin'
Jul llOhOAC Cd NlllC4B WI Jul LAAS ASS~S
sity av bein' measured for a coffin
Isl, mi general says another lad, an
TO be sure, mi general says a third
an wit that the gineral, bad cess to
him, wint back to the palace an the
other two walked on up the calle an
away from the sinthry-bOX."
"Did you come out and follow
| VUo6rfOr JnV1,onIo1 hriClylU
Faith, l did. Wan av them is
Francisco ArredondO, a young cavalry
lOOtinint, an the other wan is Captain
Jose Benevides, him that do be the
best pistol-shot an swOrdsman in the
spiggOty army"
"What kind of looking man is this
Benevides, my friend?"
"a tall, thin young man, wit a
dudes moustache an a diamond ring
on his right hand. He do be whittier
nor most Have care would We meet
him around the city an let him pick
a fight wit ye. An have a care, sOr
would We go out av night"
"Thank you, Don Juan. You're the
soul of kindness. What else do you
knOw?"
"Wen," Don Juan replied with 6
naive grin, 81 did know somethin' else
but shure. Misther Geary advised me
to forget it. l was wit him in the
launch last night"
Webster stepped out of the verandf
and laid a friendly hand on Don Juar
Cafeteros shoulder. Don JUAN" hi
said gently, I'm going back to thu
United States very soon. Would yol
like to come with me?"
Don Juan's watery eyes grew {
shade mister, if possible. He shOOl
his head. "Whin I'm dhrunk here
sor," he replied, mo wan pays any at
tintion to me, but. in America they't
give me ten days in the hOosegov
, wanst week. Thank you, sOr, but II
shtay here till the finish"
He knew the strength of the De
mon and had long since ceased to figh
even a rear-guard action. Webste
/ put a hand under the stubby chin ant
! tilted Don Juan's head sharply. "HOl,
up your head" he commanded
| you're the first of your breed l eve
saw who would admit he was whipped
r Here's five dollars for yOu-five dol
lars gold. Take it and return with tn
? piece intact tomorrow morning, Do
Juan CafeterO."
f Don Juan CafeterO's wonderin
} glance met Webster's directly, waveret
' sought the ground, but at jerk O
r his chin came back and-stayeC
}, Thus for at least ten seconds the
t gazed at each other; then Webste
r spoke. "Thank yOu," he said.
me name is John J. Cafferty," tn
t lost one quavered.
t "ROund one for Cafferty," Webste
- laughed. Goodbye now, until min
a tomorrow. I'll expect you here, JOhr
without fail" And he took the dert
t lict's hand and wrung it heartily
e "Well," Webster remarked humOl
ously to Dolores as he held out hi
+ cup for more tea, "if I'm not the or
/ ginal Tumble Tom, I hope 1 may neve