The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1921-04-21

Gineral Ruey was right afther all. For
why should he shoot holes In the house
he's goin' to live in, an where, be the
same token, he gives a dinner party
this night?"
I'm glad the end is In sight," Web
ster replied. 1--WE have no interest in
this revolution, John, and 1t isn't up to
us to horn in on the play; yet If 1t
went against the Ruey faction, | fear
we'd be forced into active service in
spite of ourselves. There Is such a
thing as fighting to save ones skin. you
know"
Don Juan laughed pl%easurably.
"What a shame we missed the row out
beyant at the railroad embankmint,"
he declared.
II wish you'd kept out of It, Don
Juan. What business had you In the
fight at the Quartet? Suppose you'd
been killed.?
"Small lossw Dor Juan retorted.
81 should have mourned you never
theless, John"
"Would you that sameT Don Juan's
buttermilk eyes lighted with affection
and pleasure. "Would 1t put a pang In
the heart Of you. sor, to see me
stretched?"
"Yes, 1t would, John. You're a Wild,
impulsive, ~lunatic, worthless Irishman,
but there's a broad vein Of pay ore In
you, and / want you to live until I can
develop 1t. When Mr.. Geary returns
to operate the mine, he'll need a fore
man he can trust"
"And do you trust me, SORT"
81 do indeed, John. BY the way, you
never gave me your word of honor to
cut out red liquor for keeps. Up till
today I've had to watch you-and !
don't want to do that. 1t isn't digni-
fed for either of us, and from today
on you must be q man or a mouse. If
you prove yourself a man, / want you
In my business; If you prove yourself
a mouse, somebody else may have you.
How about you John? The cantinas
will be open tonight, and fire water
will be free to the soldiers Of the new
republic. Must I watch you tonight7"
Don Juan shook his reckless red
head. "Ill never let a drop Of liquor
cross my lips without your permission.
sor," he promised simply. II am the
man and you are the MASTER"
"We1l shake hands on that" After
the western habit Of validating all YER
bal agreements with a hand shake,
Webster thrust his hard hand out to
his man, who took It In both of his
and held II for half a minute. He want
ed to speak, but couldn't; he could
only bow his head as his eyes clouded
with the tears Of his appreciation. "Ah,
sor," he blurted presently, "Td die for
We an welcome the chanst."
A wild yell Of alarm broke out In the
next block, at the north gate Of the
palace; there was a sudden furry Of
rife fire and cries Of "Here they come!
Stop them! Stop them! They're
breaking out"
Without awaiting orders the hired
fighters along the wall-some Is Of
them-leaped out into the street, form
ing a skirmish line. just as a troop Of
cavalry, with drawn sabers, swept
around the corner AM charged upon
the devoted little line. "Sarros must
be thryin' to make his getaway" Don
Juan Cafetero remarked coolly, and
emptied a saddle. "They threw open
the big palace gate. an the guards are
clearin' a way for him to the bay"
he emptied another saddle.
In the meantime Ricardo's fire eat
ers had not been idle. The instant the
guards turned into the street a deadly
magazine fire had been opened on
them. They had already suffered heav-
lily winning through the gate and past
the besiegers In front OF 1t, but one
they turned the corner into the next
street they had the fire Of but a hand
full Of men to contend with. Never
theless 1t was sufficiently deadly. Many
Of the horses In the front rank went
down with their riders. forcing the
maddened animals behind to clear their
carcasses by leaping over them, which
some did. Many, however, tripped and
stumbled in their wild gallop, spilling
their riders.
otuy ny LIZ a you ooho
Webster ordered. 'ThereM be enough
left to ride down those men in the
street and saber themw
And there we're! They died to a
man, and the sadly depleted troop Of
guards galloped on, leaving Don Juan
and Webster unscathed on the side
walk, the only two living men unhurt
in that shambles.
Not for long, however, did they have
the street to themselves. Around the
corner Of the palace wall a limousine,
| with the curtains drawn, swung on Two
wheels, skidded, struck the carcass Of
a horse and turned over, catapulting
the chauffeur into the middle OF the
street.
"Sarrosi" shrieked Don Juan aud
ran to the overturned vehicle. 1t was
| quite empty.
"Bully boy. Senior Sarros," Webster
laughed. "He's turned q pretty trick.
Il kn~c,& 6o9 Cant his pVvarda mt IN