The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1921-02-24

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err jerks led Webster to The door,
knocked, announced him and discreet
ly withdrew.
MY dear Webster !" cried Andrew
Bowers enthusiastically, and he drew
his late fellow-passenger into the
room. Webster observed that Andrew
was not alone. 81 want to see you
privately" he said. Didn't know you
had company, or | wouldn't have in
truded."
well | knew I had company, didn't
I? Come in, YOU crazy fellow. and
meet some good friends of mine who are
very anxious to meet you" He turned
to a tall. handsome, scholarly looking
man of about forty, whose features,
dress and manner of wearing his
whiskers proclaimed him a person
age. "Dr. Eliseo Pacheco, | have the
honor to present Mr.. John S. Webster,
the American gentleman of whom you
have heard me speak"
Doctor Pacheco promptly leaped to
his feet and bowed with ostentatious
reverence then suddenly, with Latin
impulsiveness. he advanced upon Web
ster, swept aside the latter's out
stretched hand, clasped John Stuart
Webster In frater1al embrace, and to
the old sour-dough's ineXpressible hor-
ror. kissed him upon the right check
after which hn hnnEnI off hnural nnpn
more, and said in Spanish:
"Sir, my life is yours"
at Is well he gave 1t to you before
you took It," Andrew said In English,
and he laughed, noting Webster's con-
fusion. and this gentleman Is Colonel
Pablo Caraveo."
Thunder, I'm in for 1t again." Web
ster thought-and he was, for the
amiable 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.
1.-THE Colonel says you're all to the
mustard" Andrew at once interpreted
merrily.
Rather a 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, us extravagant
grief compared with my delight in
meeting a S~obrantean gentleman who
has 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 operations"
This gentleman" said the doctor.
laying his hand on Andrews shout
der, '1s Don Ricardo Lulz Ruey, a gen
tleman, a patriot, and the future presi-
dent Of our unhappy country"
Webster put his hands on he 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 a friend at court
so badly as l want n tonight"
Webster sat down and helped him.
self from a box Of cigars he found on
Ricardo's bureau. II feel ! am among
friends at last" he announced between
preliminary puns 20 listen while ]
spin 4 strange tale. I've been the pic
turs of bad luck ever slnce ! Started
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