Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1921-05-27

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and waited-and presently the nation
al flag on the palace came iuttering
down from It's staff, to be raised again
with the red banner Of revolution fut-
tering above it, the insignia of a ma
ton reborn
"My lamb Mother jerks said soft
ly to Dolores, the war is over. WOts
the matter with goin' in the south gate
an wytin' on the palace steps for the
provisional president to make his
grand ountray? If we ESTATE five
minutes they'll have bloomn' guard
on both gates, arskin' us 90 we are
an wot we want"
"But Mr. Webster will come hack
TO that back street looking for me
must 60 back and waH there for
linl.' tc f.
"Wyte, nothlnk" Mother jerks
Overruled the girls protest roughly.
"'Ell ave gone into the palace with
the crowd for a lOOksee; Well meet
i'm there an syve i'm the trouble o
'untin' for us. Gomez" And she half
dragged the shrinking girl toward the
gate, block distant, where only a
few minutes before Webster and Don
Juan Cafetero had made their inef-
fectual stand.
Don't look at the blighters, honey"
Mother jerks warned Dolores when,
In approaching the gate, she caught
sight of the bodies strewed in front
of it. MY word Regular bally mess
an all spiggoties Cawn't be. Must
ave been some white meat on this
bird, as PZ SSaEIn5ssd 'Eg9ng gstsr ss s.,
Hah! Thought 50 There's 4 red
headed ult Gawd's truth! An e
S2Ge- 81 tRat~7-tG9E' strike me pink |!
It's Don Juan CafeterO'
Mother jerks stepped over the CORY
corpses rlnged around Don Juan and
knelt beside him. Don Juan" she
cried. you bally interferin' blighter
Jou W. SOne al SOl II
She ran her strong old arms under
his dripping body. lifted him and laid
his red head on her knee, while with
her free hand she drew a small flask
of brandy from her dress pocket.
Don Juan opened his buttermilk
eyes and gazed up at her with slow.
ly dawning wonder, then closed them
again, drowsily, like tired child.
Mother jerks pressed the flask to his
bite lips; as the brandy bit his tongue
he rolled his fiery head in feeble pro-
test ard weakly set his teeth against
the lip of the flask. Wondering,
Mother jerks withdrew lt-and then
Don Juan spoke.
Have We the maSther's. permission,
allanah? give him me word av hon.
Or-nOt-tO -he-glve-
permission. He-was good-to me-
trOth he GOd-love-me-bO
-"
His jaw dropped loosely; his head
rolled sideways; but ere his spirit
fled, Don Juan CafeterO had justified
the faith of his master He had kept
his word Of honor. He had made
good on his brag to die for John Stu
art Webster and welcome the chance
Mother jerks held his body little
while, gazing into the face no longer
rubicund; then gently she eased 1t to
the ground and for the first time was
aware that Dolores knelt in the dirt
opposite to her striving to lift the
body upon which Don Juan had been
lying.
The strength Of Dolores was I'M
equal to the task; so Mother jerks,
courageous, calm as her
sainted Emery at his lnglorious finish,
rose and stepped around to her side
to help her She could see this other
was a white man. too; cOOlly she
stopped and wiped his CORY face with
the hem of her apron. And then she
him.
Lift him up! Give him to mel"
Dolores sObbed. ooh, Caliph my poor
dear, big-hearted laundering bOyl'
She got her arm under his head;
Mother jenkins aided her and the limp
body was lifted to a sitting position;
then Dolores knelt on one knee, sup
porting him with the other, and drew
his head over on her shoulder; with
her white cheek cuddled against his, /
she spoke into his deaf ears the lit ,
lie, tender, foolish words that moth
,rs have for their children, that wom-
IN have for the stricken men Of their
owe. She pleaded with him to open
IFS eyes, to speak to her and tell her
he still lived; so close was his face |
70 hers that she saw an old but very
'aint white scar running dlagonally
lcross his left eyebrow-and kissed
I.
Presently strong arms took him
rom her; clinglng to somebody-she
Inew not whOm-she followed. moan
NO hroLan- haarfadIv xvhila afoht No.