The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1921-03-04
By PETER B. KYNE


"who has won2" voice called, and |
another, evidently a humorlst and a |
shrewd judge of human nature, re-
piled: "Why ask foolish questions7 |
The rebels, of course. That fellows
Irish and the Irish are born rebels. |
Look at the scoundrel. He's black |
with gun grease and burned powder
where he isn't red with blood. The
butcher ~
"Faugh-a-ballagh r. he shrleked.
We've got the divlls cornered now.
Twill be over two hours hlnce."
Don Juan tied up the launch at
the gangway and leaped up the lad
der, three steps at a time. "Glory be
to God" he painted and hurled him
self into Websters arms. II was in
It'll was. got back in time to catch
up wit the lads at the warehouse an
they were the fine, fightin' devils, I'll
gamble you. Och, twas a grand bit
av a fght-whilst 1t lasted. They put
me in the motor-thruck, loadin' the
belts wit cartridges as fast as the
gunners emptled thin, but faith they
couldn't keep me there got into the
heart av the scrimmage in the yard
av the arsenal an faith twas we'll for
! and bring us early news. Suppose
you'd been killed? Who would have
come for us then? Didn't 1 tell you
we had dinner engagement in the
palaceT
me on the fringes av a fghtT
suffered Don Juan, amazed and out
ragged. "rake shame for yerself, sOr.
There was nlver the likes av me hung
around the fringes av a fight. an we'll
We know It,"
"Pm amazed that you even remem-
bered your Instructions" Webster
rasped at him.
"Sure, our division had cl'aned up
nicely an 1 had nothin' else to do,
that little Docthor Pacheco 1 did.
Twas wurrk to me likin'. I'd ma
chete@"
'You bloodthlrsty scoundrel" Web
ster shook the war-mad son Of Erin.
81 told you not to mix in 1t, but to
hang around on the fringe of the fight,
God bless We. They were besiegln'
the palace whin l left, an small
chance av takin' 1t for a couple av
hours; what fghtin' there was on the
outside was street shootln'-an' not
to me likin'."
els it quite safe to bring Miss Ruey
ashore. JOhn~
'"Tis safe enough at the Hotel Ma
teo. We have the city for half a
mile beyant, in the rear av them-an'
they're not fightin' to get to the bay.
The guards an some av the Fifteenth
infantry regimint are in the palace
an the Quartet close by, an thin
that we failed to get in the arsenal
, have fined thin. But the bulk av the
/ Sarros army is thryln' to break
trough. to the south an west, to get
J to the hills. Dye mind the spur
thrack that runs in seml-circle
! around the city? Well, thin, the reb-
r els are behint the embankmint takin
, II alsy. Have no worry, sor. Whln
we've took the palace we'll move on
: an dhrlve the vagabones from behini
E up to that railroad embankmint, where
r Gneral Ruey can bid them the time
j av day."
: Webster turned TO Dolores. do you
j wish to go ashorer
i She nodded, her flashing eyes ben
i in admiration upon the CORY, grim!
: Don Juan CafeterO, for she was hal
y Irish, and in that amazing meeting
r she knew the outcast for one of he
d blood. 81 think my brother will sleel
= in his fathers old room tonight" sh,
s murmured softly. "And would s,eel
! IN mine"
o They followed Don Juan down tn
gangway to the launch and sped bacl
TO the city. The door OF Leber's ware
house stood wide open; within was
litter Of greasy rags and broke
T packing cases, with Leber, quite mys
e tiled, sitting on key Of nails an
n staring curiously at It all.
l. Guided by Don Juan Cafetero, Wei
d ster and Dolores passed on up tn
d Gale San Rosario. Occasionally
3. bullet fred two or three miles to tn
l. west droned lazIly overhead Q
It dropped with a sharp metallic SCUM
s. on the cOrrugated-lron roofs OF
d building. At the hotel the proprieto
IS alone was in evidence, seated benin
IL the desk smoking in profound Indit
Ie ference.
lie In response to Webster's eager II
ouiries for the latest news from tn
D. front, the placid fellow shrugged an
* murmured: "Quien sabe" EVIDENT
1t for him such stirring scenes had Ion
" since lost their novelty; the bloOI
IA ,. ~ fha mach oo a. ,yoro