Evening star., 1921-05-29
DAWN AND EVENING
AN ADVENTURE OF
SENIOR PUG
By Mildred Cram
illustrated by F. c. Yofn.
By Mildred Cram
illustrated by F. c. Yohn.

! day you surrender to stronger man.
! Then We say ta-ta-good-bye:"
Pug laughed. But his eyes were on
tie deepening band of light in the
east. He had no idea where Diego's
men were leading him until they
swung sharply around a corner into
;he Piazza Independence. Beneath
the clipped trees it was very dark
and Pug could hear the delicate tink-
ling of the old Fountain OF Album
dance-a thin. Cossamer sound of
drifting spray and high-tlung jets of
cool water.
He thought: "Gonelli must hate to
leave all this. He has no morals to
speak of. but he was good enemy.
They crossed the square and trotted
briskly toward the presidents palace.
a long, adobe building with an or
nate facade and wide door flush
with the cobbled street.
The little royalist laughed. There
is no light in President Diego's win
dow. He has forgotten Gonelli al
ready. So much for that nationalist.
Pug glanced up at the palace.
/ Where is the presidents room'" he
sked.
"Over the door. signore."
There was no sign of any one save
the solitary sentry doing near the
entrance Pug clenched his hands.
It's worth taking chance he
whispered. 'T guess I'll try
He kicked off the consufs bedroom
slippers. sending them flying above
pigeons in full flight. Then he
leaped for the cornice of the big
doorway. caught it. stuck his bare
toes into the ornate carving OF the
frame. swung himsel fup from the
balcony to the ledge above. and
scrambled through the open window
of President Diego's room.
The sentry's rife went off with an
astounding explosion. futile spat-
tering of bullets against the palace
wall.
The room was silent and dark. Pug
thought quickly There's some one
here" and ducked. There was a
flash a roar and an acrid smell of
smoke
Got YOU" a voice cried from the
darkness.
Guess again" Pug shouted.
Outside the sentry was still pep
pering the walls, and Diego's SOL
diers. beside themselves with horror.
were pounding on the door. rug
heard a scuff1e of feet. scream ;
than foot away. demanded in a
tense, furious voice: "Where the devil
are you?
"rm right here. I'm Signor Pug.
at your service. And l want to see
Diego
"SlEnOr rug ~,
A chair turned over with crash. The
unsteady voice whimpered: can
find the matches. Dio buono. l can
find the matches"
"If I light one will you promise not
to shoot"
You're fool" the voice said.
THE match f1ared and Pug saw
L President Diego standing before
a high black marble manteL A tall
mirror loomed behind him. Diego
was wearing an ofd-fashioned night
shirt. and his thin old legs. very
spindle-shanked were as bare as an
urchin's His heavy crop of white
hair was standing erect like a lions
name. his Cy-ater OF Cy-atersville
mustaches looked as il they might
He glared at Pug. pointing his re-
volver straight at the sputtering
match. Before God. Signor Pug.
he said. gravely. Il still think you
are a fool"
Pug let the match go out. While
he fumbled for another he spoke hur-
riedly. passionately. with all the con-
viction he could muster: president
Diego. they say Carlo Gonelli is go
ing to be shot at dawn-in a few
minutes. ] want you to pardon him.
After what you promised your people
on that balcony tonght-fair play.
freedom, democracy. justice-can you
permit any man. even your enemy. to
be shot without a fair trial? Gonelli
is a scoundrel but he is also intelli-
gent. He would be a useful man in
Magella. After all. what did he do?
He led a band of cutthroats against
the American workmen at Santa
Christina because he honestly be
iieved that the mines belong to Ma
CELIA IL was piracy. and We pun