Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1921-03-25

only person who had her address. the
cable agent referred 1t to me. Under
the circumstances, not knowing where
could reach you with cable inform.
Ing you that Mrs wilkins was headed
for California TO see you, / had no
other alternative but to let matters
take their course. decided you might
arrive on La Estrellita, so l called to
welcome you to our thriving little city,
and, as n friend of about two min
utes' standing. to warn you away from
It,"
Billy's mlen, as he voiced this
warning, was so singularly mysteri-
GUS that Dolores curiosity was
aroused instantly and rose superior
to her grief "Why, what's the mat
terri" she demanded.
Billy loked around. as IL fearful of
being overheard He lowered his
voice. "We're going to have one grand
little first-class revolution" he re-
piled. "It's due to bust almost any
night now, and when It does, the
streets of San Buenaventura will run
red with blood"
Dolores blanched. "Oh, dearie me-"
she quayered. "Do they still have
revolutions here? You know. Mr..
Geary, my poor father was killed in
one"
Eyes. and the same old political
gang that shot him is still on deck"
Billy warned her. ut would be high
ly dangerous for Ruey, man or wom-
an, to show his or her nose around
Buenaventura about now. Besides,
Miss Ruey, that isn't the worst" he
continued, for a whole-hearted lad was
BLY, who never did anything by
halves. "The city is reeking with
cholera" he declared.
Cholera |" Dolores big brown eyes
grew bigger with wonder and concern.
How strange the port authorities
didn't warn us at New Orleans"
Irish Tush Fiddlesticks and then
some. The fruit company censors
everything, Miss Ruey, and the news
doesn't get out"
passengers could go ashore"
Whats human life to doctorf
Besides, he's on the slush-fund nav
roll and does whatever the higherups
tell him. You be guided by what I tell
you, Miss Ruey, and do not set foot
on Sobrantean soil. If you stay
aboard La Estrellita, you'll have your
nice clean stateroom, your we'll |
cooked meals, your bath, and the at |
tentions of the stewardess. The steam |
err VIII be loaded in two days: then |
you go back TO New Orleans. and by
the time you arrive there I'll have
been In communication by cable with
Mother Jenks-I mean"
Mother whoT" Dolores demanded.
"A mere slip of the tongue. Miss
Ruey. was thinking of my landlady.
meant Mrs. wilkins"
I'm so awfully obliged to YOU. Mr.
Geary. You're so kind, Pm sure I'd
be a most ungrateful girl not to be
guided by you accordingly. You
wouldn't risk any friend of yours In
this terrible place, would you. Mr..
Seary?"
Indeed, I would not. BY permitting
anybody I thought anything of to come
o this city. 1 ahould feel guilty of
Tn sure you would. Mr.. Geary.
Nevertheless, there is one point that is
lot quite cleav in my mind, ard wish
'oud explaiE--"
Command me, Miss Ruev."
IF this h such a frightfuI place.
Why are you so anxious, II | may en-
hoy such language. TO hornswoggle
our dearest friend, Mr.. John S. Web
ter into coming doSn here? Do Won
'ant to kill him and get his money
r what?"
Billy's face famed at thought of the
EMBARRASSING trap his glib tongue had
ed him into. He cursed himself for
Star-spangled jackass. and while he
'as engaged in this interesting pas
me Dolores spoke again. /.
And by the way. which is It7 Miss
wilkins or Mrs? You've called her .
9th. and when l reminded Won she !
'as a Miss. you agreed with me !,
'hereas she IS nothing of the sort ]
he's Mrs. Then you blurted ont :
'mething about a Mother jerks. and !,
nally. Mr. Geary. It occurs TO me thar
'r a complete stranger you are nm .
1ly interested In my welfare. I'm -
oi such a goose as 10 assimilate your
eFd tales Of death from disease. II .
;et'rs to me that II your friend John :