Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-05-20
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eff you'd only told himl" Roberta
walled. ooh, II you only hadn
why didn't you tell him yourself7"
he retorted.
There are things no girl can say
when man acts as queerly rs Don
Jaime does, MFR. Hobart. He's 30 SEN
sitive, so retiring"
Mr.. Hobart choked and to cover his
strangled ordinations coughed Violent
ly into his cupped hands.
would you marry this Higuenes
hombre, II he asked you?"
Roberta blushed furiously and hung
her head
Come" Mr.. Hobart urged, "this is
serious business. There's o question be-
fore the house and 1t merits an answer.
Speak upl Would you marry the idiot
and chuck ell your sheep money into
the pot with him and help extend his ir-
rigation system and buy about thou
sand pure-bred Hereford breeding
cows?"
II would. gladly. If married him
I'd be his partner as well as his wife.
could be good partner"
None better" agreed MFR. Hobart.
"Well, If you want him 60 get him.
He's yours for the asking"
'Mr. Hobart! How dare you? No
girl asks man to marry herl"
That's why we have SO many old
maids, Miss Antrim. ! advise you to
take leaf out of Don Jimmy's book.
and whenever you want anything 60 get
it. Now, listen to me. II you hop
aboard that horse Of yours and ride
after Julio, he'll lead you to that old
branding corral where he and Don
Jaime are going to dig in and do some
Julio. He's riding a pinto boss and
even two miles away that hess looms
up. You'll have time to get to the scene
OF the festivities before they get going,
have your little pow-wow with Don
Jimmy, and then beat 1t back here be-
fore dark"
"oh. Mr.. Hobart. couldnti I'd feel
so brazen. I'd die Of shame"
Very well, then, die. Don Jimmy is
sure to die, because he doesn't want to
live. OF course, he'd never let you know
that, but right here in this note he left
me he says: Adde'S, amigo. See that
Miss Antrim gets to the station all right,
and whatever you do, don't plant me In
the same cemetery with her uncle"
But, II he's bent on getting
He wouldn't be SO bent If he knew his
luck, the fooll You tell him things and
he'll keep his head down. He may even
pun out OF the fight and let me and my
men do his dirty work for him"
Mr.. Hobart, you are not loyal to
Don Jaime. Whatever his faults-and
believe he has few--he kills his own
rats"
Hes got Spanish blood in him." the
sage urged, land there's quitting point
IN all OF his breed. They die well after
they've lost hope, but while they have
shred of hope left they're the champion
long-distance runners Of the world You
can save a human life, If you care to-
II you do not care lowell, that's your
own business"
IT wish could feel that your judg-
ment In this matter Is not In error, Mr..
Hobart"
"It isn't. 7 get my information direct
70 discussing you and him the other
day. Mrs 0anbys about 40 years
older'n Don Jaime, so she talked to him
Ike son. Being o woman she sees
things no mere man would recognize IL
ne walked over 'en. Wen, Don Jimmy
gave her his confidence and both OF
them forgot little Robbie was listening
In. What he heard disturbed the boy.
He got the notion, from what Don Jaime
said, that you didn't care for his here.
50 he come over to my quArters'to talk
It over with me. man-fashion. That's
how come I found out Then, too, I
never did see Don Jimmy so depressed
as he's been here Of late"
II hadn't noticed it, Mr. Hobart"
He wouldn't let you notice It. But
he let down mite to me-"
Roberta got up walked to her horse
and mounted him. THANK you lot,
Mr.. Hobart" she gulped. you're
true friend"
"I,m glad measure up. Hello, here
come Caraveo and the trucks. I must
head him Of and send him down the
road few miles farther, to save time"
He made flying leap to his horse and
gelloped away to meet the riding boss.
Just as Roberta disappeared over the sky
line he gave Enrico Caraveo his orders,
then without waiting for his five men tn
fellow he galloped swiftly after the girl.
Damn IT," he muttered, II got so in
terested fixing things up for DON Jimmy
clean forgot that girl wears pants, and
two-gallon hat. Some of those rough
necks may mistake her for q mani"
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