The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1921-04-28

a second across their line OF Vision
Mother jerks croaked dismally, like
a disreputable old raven she was try
Ing to cheer.
1.-THE rats are leavin' the sinkin'
ship" she wheezed. "COme an see
them tyke the devils as killed nv
sainted Emery" She broke eagerly
from Dolores OBTAINING grasp and ran
down the street. Dolores hesitated q
moment; then. reasoning that her duty
lay In pursuing Mother jerks and
preventing her from rushing headlong
into the conflict, she followed.
Evidently the fleeing guards had
scurried around n corner into a cross
street shortly after Dolores and Moth
er jerks had seen them gallop past,
for the firing dOWn the Gale San Ro-
sariO had ceased entirely by the time
they reached II. They stood a moment
At the corner, gazing up the street at
the dead-man and bcaSt-with the
wounded crawling out of the shambles
TO the sidewalk.
Mother jerks nodded approyingly as
triumphant shouts from the north gate
told her the Ruey men were pouring
into the palace; with their arms about
each other the two women watched
and waited-and presently the nation
al flag on the palace came tiuttering
down from its staff, &c be raised again
with the red banner Of revolution fut-
tering above it, the insignia OF q ma.
ton reborn.
MY lamb" Mother jerks said soft
ly 10 Dolores, THE war Is over. Wot's
the matter with goin' in the south gate
an wytin' on the palace steps for the
provisional president to make his
grand ountrayf If we estate five
minutes they'll have a bloomln' guard
on both gates, arskin' us 90 we are
an wot we want
But Mr.. Webster will come back
to that back street looking for me;
must go back ana walt there for
him"
"Wyte, nothink :" Mother Jerks
overruled the girls protest roughly.
"Ell ave gone into the palace with
the crowd for a look-see; we'll meet
I'm there an syve i'm the trouble O.
'untin' for us. Comet" And she half
dragged the shrinking girl toward the
gate, a 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 world Regular bally mess
an all spiggoties! Cawn't be-. Must
ave been some white meat on this
bird, as my sainted Emery ulster s'y.
Hahl Thought so! There's a red
'un! Gawd's truth! An e
done all that-Gor' strike me pink!
It's Don Juan Cafetero."
ringed around Don Juan and
beside him. Don Juan - she
cried. you bally, interferin' Brighter,
rome an got it,"
She ran her strong old arms under
his dripping body, lifted him and Lard
his red head on her knee. while with
her free hand she drew a small flask
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 a tired child.
Mother jerks pressed the flask to his
blue lips as the brandy bit his tongue
he rolled his fiery head In feeble pro-
test and weakly set his teeth against
the lip OF the flask. Wondering,
Mother jerks withdrew it-and then
Don Juan spoke.
"Have We the masther's permission.
allanah? I give him me word ay hon
or-not-to dhrtnk-uIl-he-gve-
permission. He-was good-to me
he NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
-"
His Jaw dropped loosely: his head
rolled sideways; but ere his spirit
fed. Don Juan Cafetero had justified
the faith of his master. He had kept
his word of honor He had mado