The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1921-04-07
means at his command, even unto his

means at his command, even unto his
hearts blood.
"Who knows" he cogitated as the
launch bore him swiftly shoreward,
"but what I'll acQuit meself with hon
or and get q fine job undher the neN.
administration? TITS the masther's
fight, I'm thinkin'; then, be the same
token. tbs John Joseph Cafferty's,
win. lose or draw, an may the devil
damn me If I fail him afther what
he's done for me. Sure, If Gineral
Ruey wins, a crook av the masther's
finger will make me jefe pOlitico. An
If he does-hoo-rOo! Hoo-ray!"
With his Imagination still running
riot, Don Juan made the launch fast
ran straight for the warehouse, where
the Ruey mercenaries We're still con-
%gregated, busily wlping the factory
grease from the weapons which had
just been distributed to them from the
packing cases. A sharp voice halted
him. he paused, painting, to find HIM
self looking down the long blue bar
rel Of a service pistol.
"Who are you, and what are you
doing here?" the man behind the
weapon demanded b~rusquely.
I'm Private John J.. Cafferty, the
latest recruit to the Ruey army" Don
Juan answered composedly. "Who did
We think l was? Private secreth'ry to
that divil Sarros? Man, dear, lower
that gun av yours, for God knows I'm
nervous enough as 1t Is. Have We
something We could give me to fight
Wit avicT
The mar who had challenged him
a lank, swarthy individual from the
Mexican border-looked him over
with twinkllng eyes. you'll do, CAT
ferty, old timer" he drawled. "and If
you don't, you'll wish you had. There's
a man for every rifle just now, but I
wouldn't be surprised If there'd be a
right smart more rifles than men be-
fore O great while. Help yourself to
the CUR o the first man that goes
down; In the meantime, hop into that
there truck and keep the cartridge
belt for the machine guns full up.
You're Just in time"
Without further ado Don Juan
climbed into the truck. A little cit
adel Of sheet steel had been built
around the drivers seat, with q mar
row slit In front through which the
latter peered out. The body Of the
truck had been boxed In with the same
material and housed two machine guns.
emplaced, and q crew of half a dozen
men crouched on the floor engaged In
loading the belts. Four motor bicycles,
with sturdy, specially-built side cars
attached, and a machine gun in each
side car. were waiting near by. togeth-
er with a h%alf-dozen country carts
loaded with ammunition cases and
drawn by horses.
"How soon do we start?" Don Juan
demanded anXiously. as he crowded
In beside one Of his new-found COM
rades.
II believe" this individual replied
in the unmistakable accents Of an Ok
ford man, "that the plan IS to wait
until five o'clock by that time all the
government troops that can be spared
from the arsenal and palace will have
been dispatched to the fighting now
taking place west Of the city. Natu-
rally, the government forces aren't
anticipating an attack from the rear,
and so they will, In all probability,
weaken their base. l believe that
eases our task; certainly 1t will save
us many men.
Don Juan nodded his entire approval
to this shrewd plan Of campaign and
fell to s%tufing cartridges in the web
betting, the while he whistled softly,
unmusically, and with putting, Kissing
sounds between his snaggle teeth, until
a SObrantean gentleman ut was Doc
tor Pacheco) came out Of the ware
house and gave the order to proceed.
They marched along the water front
for four blocks and then turned up a
side street, which happened to be the
Gale de Concordia. thus enabling
Mother jerks, who was peering from
the doorway of Ell Buen Amigo, to see
them coming.
"Hah!" she muttered- Emery
they're comm. The worm Is turnin',
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