The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1921-04-28

was not alone. "I want to see You
privately" he said. "Didn't know Won
had company, or I wouldn't have in
truded."
"Welf. I knew had company, didn't
[? Come In, YOU crazy fellow. and
meet some good friends Of mine who are
very anxious to meet you" He turned
to tall, handsome, scholarly looking
man OF about forty, whose features
dress AND manner OF wearirss his
whiskers proclaimed him a person.
age. "Dr. Eliseo Pacheco. ! have the
honor to present Mr.. John S. Webster
the American gentleman of whom Won
have heard me speak,.
Doctor Pacheco promptly Ieaped TO
his feet and bowed with ostentatious
reverence then suddenly. with Latin
tmpulsiveness. he advanced upon Web
ster. swept aside the iattcr's out.
stretched hand. clasped John Stuart
WeDster In frateraal embrace. and to
the Old sour-dough's inexpressible hor.
ror' kissed him upon the right check
after which he backed off, bowed once
more. and said In Spanish:
"Sir, my life is yours"
1T Is well he gave 1t to you before
you took It," Andrew said In English,
and he laughed, noting Websterg con-
Iusion. And this gentleman is Colonel
Pablo Caraveo."
thunder, I'm In for it again." Web
Ster thought-and he was, for the
amlable colonel embraced Webster and
Kissed his left cheek before turning to
Andrew.
You will convey to our guest, in
English, Don Ricardo, assurances of
my profound happiness In meeting
him." he said in Spanish.
The Colonel says you're all to the
mustard" Andrew at once INTERPRETED
merrily.
Rather liberal translation" Web
ster retorted In Spanish, whereat Col
onel Caraveo sprang up and clapped
his hands In delight.
your happiness, my dear Colonel"
webster continued. "is extravagant
grief compared with my delight in
meeting Sobrantean gentleman who
mas no desire to skewer me-" He turn
ed to Andrew. "While introductions
are In order, old son, suppose you
complete the job and Introduce your
self. I'm always suspicious of a man
with an alias"
"Then behold the death of that i'm
pudent fellow Andrew Bowers, late
valet de chambre to- this eminent min
ing engineer and prince of gentlemen,
Mr. John Stuart Webster. Doctor
Pacheco. will you be good enough to
perform the operation?"
This gentleman" said the doctor,
laying his hand on Andrews shoul-
der. "is Don Ricardo Luiz Ruey, a gen
tieman, patriot. and the future presi.
dent of our unhappy country"
webster put his hands on the young
mans shoulders. "Ricardo, my SON." he
asked earnestly, "do you think you
could give me some little hint of the
approximate date on which YOU will
assume office? BY the nine gods of
war, never wanted friend at court
so badly as I want one tonight"
Webster sat down and helped him.
self from a box of cigars he found on
Ricardo's bureau. 81 feel | am among
friends at last" he announced between
preliminary puffs 80 listen while |
spin strange tale. I've been the pic.
ture OF bad luck ever since / started
for this infernal-this wonderful coun-
try OF yours. In New Orleans / took
Sunday morning stroll In Jackson
square and came across two men try
Ing to knife another. In the interest
OF common decency I interfered and
won sweeping victory, but to my
amazement the prospective corpse took
to his heels and advised me to do the
same"
Ricardo Ruey sprang for John
Stuart Webster. "By George" he said
In English, "I'm going to hug you, too.
really ought to kiss you. because I'm
that man you saved from assassina-
ton. but-too long in the U. s. A., 1
suppose; I've lost the customs of nv
country"
"Get out" yelled Webster, Tending
him off,. "By the way, Ricardo-rm
going to call you Rick for short-do
you happen to have any relatives In
this conntry?
Eyes, number Of second and third
cousins"
Coming down on the steamer, I
didn't like to appear curious but all
the time I wanted to ask you one
question"
"Ask 1t now"
"Are you SobranteanT