Nogales international., 1934-03-03

Old Charley caught his sons eye,
then turned to the girl. IF you'd like,
Ruth, you and me might go in and
take a look at your roundup figures:
If I get line on what you have l
can talk to the buyer when he comes to
my place next week"
Fine" said Ruth rising. I'D GER
tainly like to talk it over with you"
AS they went inside, Will sauntered
in the direction Of the barbecue. Al
fredo and the man with the blue sash
were talking loudly, face to face, and
every one was watching. Suddenly, the
man swept off his big hat with his left
hand and crouched low. Ruth, who in
spite of Old Charley had stopped to
watch through the window, saw a
knife CLINT in his right hand. Alfredo,
also, now crouched, knife in hand,
with his hat held out as shield The
two men circled slowly about each
other like a pair of game cocks. Will
broke into a run. But Indian Ann was
first. In two stride she had walked up
to the man in the blue sash. She hit
him once behind the ear with her fist,
then returned to the barbecue pit where
she had been cutting off the remain
ing meat with the idea Of hash.
Will helped to revive the stricken
man and later led him to where his
saddle horse was tied. He talked with
him for moment, then the man
mounted and logged down the road,
homeward.
At one o'clock the priest arrived in
blackboard drawn by pair of burros.
Ruth went to greet him and found
that he could not speak a word of
English. He was fat, dirty, stupid,
and the least interesting of her guests.
"When shall the marriage be?"
asked Ruth as Alfredo came 1istl6ssly
up to the ranch house porch about
three o'clock.
Alfredo shrugged; his face was pitt
ful. THE papers have not come" he
said mournfully, looking down the
road.
What in thunder will we do?" Old
Charley appealed to Ruth. We've got
the bride, the groom, the priest, the
music and the audience. The priest
knows enough not to marry 'em with
out license"
Ruth frowned thoughtfully. ''Do
you suppose the priest can read Eng
lish?"
Don't suppose he can read any
thing"
wait a minutew
Ruth entered the house and returned
shortly with a roll of parchment tied
with blue ribbon. She unrolled the
cracking paper, and exhibited it 81
lently to Old Charley and VIII. 1t
had beautiful red seal.
Say, you're wonder" Will turned
to his father "N0aV what do you say
a college diploma is good for, hey?
Later that day Ruth wrote in her
notebook: The wedding was solemn
lied on the front porch of the bride
and groom's future home The bride
| wore beautiful veil of old Spanish
lace, a handsome gown of white satin
with large shawl draped tastefully
about the shoulders. The ensemble
was strikingly set off by pair of red
pumps. The groom wore the conven-
tlonal black Corduroys."
Ruth's last memory of that day, IS
she slipped into sleep, was the sound
of guitars, mandolins. flute and
violin from the direction of the new
little adobe. The music was being
played with steadfast purpose, as
| though it would still be playing when
| she awoke. And she could hear. dim
and afar off, long quavering yell of
some happy mortal on a hilltop.
4 y x
Sugarfoot was tied up. The little
dog sat at the extreme end of the
rope which fastened him to a log in
the woodpile, and gazed disconsolately
at David who had just returned from
a hunt and was now shooting at tin