Southern Oregon miner. (Ashland, Or.) 1935-1946, July 12, 1940, Page 6, Image 6

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    Friday. July 12. 1940
SOUTHERN OREGON MINER
Paqe 6
OF
© Frank H. Spearman
WNU Service
in their California living rooms. Or
Bowie was nettled. “Far from It. Illg their horses, walked them up
perhaps the aversion was born of He needed sn ambassador, as you the hill toward the Texans. From
Don Alfredo, wealthy. Spanish owner sad experience with Yankee-dyed call it. who could cut through half a the appearance and apparel of the
ot a Southern California rancho, refute» fabrics, their colors too perishable dozen Indian tribes athirst for am­ two. Bowie judged them to be mas­
to heed several warning» of a raid by a
band of outlaws, Sierra Indians One day for the honest sunshine of the Pacific bassadors' scalps; who could negoti­ ter and servant, the servant riding
after he has linaUy decided to seek the slope.
ate a thousand miles of hell's des­ somewhat behind.
protection of the nearby mission for his
“Buenas noches, amigos," said
erts
and climb half a dozen Sierra
When
Larkin
entered
the
room
wife and family, the Indians strike. Don
Alfredo is killed and his two young Bowie introduced himself and his ranges and swim forty or fifty riv­ the leading horseman in salute.
daughters are torn from the arms of the companions. "Mr. Larkin, you know ers with a mule, just for exercise; Bowie held up his hand deprecating-
family's faithful maid. Monica, and are
carried away to the hills. Padre Pas­ General Sam Houston?" suggested who could get fat on lizards, frogs, ly
“No habla español," he ex­
qual. missionary friend of the family, the Texan.
bugs and leather belts, and drink
arrives at the ruins of the ranch and
claimed.
rising and realizing at once
blue
sky
for
water.
”
"By reputation, yes. Do you come
learns the story of the raid from Monica
After a trying and difficult trip across from him?"
Dr. Doane listened without betray­ that he had a gentleman to deal
the plains and mountains from Texas to
"I come from him. Mr. Larkin, ing all he felt at Bowie's Impatient with.
California, youthful Henry Bowte. a Tex­
“Ahl Rusos?” asked the Califor­
as adventurer, with his friends. Ben we've broken away from the greas­ outburst
nian pleasantly.
Pardaloe and Simmie. an Indiui scout, ers down our way. We're flying our
"You’ve seen service.” blurted
sight the party of Indians who have car­
Bowie understood that much He
ried off the two little girls The three own flag in Texas I'm here just to out Doane one day. He was exam- shook his head.
Texans attack the war party of flfty-odd learn what I can snd report back to ining some scars on his patient's
“No?” Questioned the horseman
Indians and through a clever ruse scat­
torso.
“For s boy of nineteen
ter the savages to the hills The girls the man that sent me."
again. "Then Yanquis?”
are saved
The group makes its way
Larkin studied his visitor closely. you've been busy. Where did you
Again Bowie comprehended but
out of the hills and meets the distraught “What are your credentials. Mr do your fighting, son?”
Monica, the children's maid The girls
denied more vigorously
are left with Monica and the friendly Bowie?" he asked.
“Well, we've had several little
“Que mas?” asked the puzzled
Padre at a mission.
“All in my head. I was directed brushes with the greasers. You’ve
stranger, though still politely.
to speak to you and make no move heard of our troubles along the Rto
Still shaking his head. Bowie tried
without your sanction. Had I brought Grande. Santa Ana kept us on the
CHAPTER V—Continued
any writing with me and been caught run a while. But for every Texan to explain. “Sorry, but I can't speak
Spanish."
•'And a brief word to the mision­ by the greasers it would have gone he slaughtered at the Alamo, and
“Hol Americanos!"
hard.
By
pulling
together.
Mr
for
every
Texan
murdered
at
Goli
­
eros on the way. so that if you are
"Texans!" exclaimed Bowie with
Larkin,
Texans
and
Californians
ad.
we
’
ve
taken
toll.
I
followed
Sam
sick you shall be cared for. It you
emphasis.
“Not Yankees.”
are hungry you shall be fed, and for can establish an empire that will
“Ah, I understand!”
reach
from
the
Gulf
of
Mexico
to
the
your repose you shall have a place
“You speak English?”
Gulf of California. That's what some
to sleep.” continued the padre.
“A little, señor. I have heard of
of
our
people
have
got
in
their
Bowie felt overcome. "It is too
your Texans. Brave fellows even
heads.
That's
the
reason
I'm
in
much.” was all he could urge.
though they do not get on with their
California."
"Far from enough for what you
Mexican brothers."
He
waited
for
Larkin
’
s
response
have done. Since you have done it
Again Bowie dissented vigorous-
The latter hesitated some mo­
for these, His little ones, my son.
“Not brothers, señor!"
you have done it for Him. What ments. When he spoke his attitude
The
don was not to be ruffled
was not unfriendly but plainly it
religion have you?”
"Neighbors, then. If you like.” he
was
not
enthusiastic.
"Padre. I started right But how
suggested good-naturedly.
"Things are very different with
could I have any left after living all
"Neighbors, señor. But for Tex­
us
here
in
California
from
what
my life on the frontier, far from all
ans. bad neighbors.”
religion? As a boy I slept on the they were in Texas when you start­
The visitor shrugged his shoul­
plains and fought Indians and rode ed your fight Most of our white
ders. “Have it as you will, amigo
men are not greasers, as you call
with cattle ..."
A Mexican, of course, might tell
He did not finish—he felt he might them. They are of Spanish blood,
another story But you are, besides
just as white as you and L These
say too much.
Texans,
travelers and evidently pre­
big
land
grants
near
here
—
anyway,
"You leave me most grateful,
paring to spend the night al fresco.
Padre.” he added, “yet with but in several cases that I know of—
This gives me some concern be­
come direct from the king of Spain.
one sore need."
cause it is certain to rain before
When you talk about changing the
"What is that?"
morning, and rain will find you much
flag you've got to deal with Califor
"Powder and ball Padre.
We
exposed And when it rains here It
nianos of that kind of blood—and let
need some protection from savages
is likely to rain—what do they say
me tell you. they hate the Yankees
and wild animals. OS
in Texas?—pitchforks."
like poison. They are the kindest-
"You shall have both. But you hearted. most generous people in the
While the Californian spoke he sat
will take no human life except in world, but the don't want to get
his horse with the ease of one sea
defense of your own—do you prom­ mixed up with Russians or English
soned to the high-peaked Spanish
ise me that?”
or Yankees. T.iey are proud, and
saddle. His trappings were elabo­
"I promise.”
they are gentlemen, and they are
rate; the eyes of the two scouts were
“Padre.” added Bowie gravely. very independent So you see what
glued on them
Saddle and bridle
"I’d like to ask one question.”
little there is in any situation here,
were richly chased in silver.
"What is that, my son?”
just at present. to interest General
Bowie, without overlooking these
"May I ask your name?”
Houston.
Houston through. He gave me a things of interest, paid closer at­
tention to the horseman himself. He
"Padre Vicente Pasqual.”
"At the same time you will see, captain’s furbelow."
••Are there many men in Califor­ if you stay a while, as I strongly
"But there’s no peace down there was young and dandified it was just
his unaffected good nature that
advise you to do. that things are now. is there?”
nia like you?"
e
“Not so many as there used to kind of— well, say—unsettled here,
Bowie smiled, “Not so you could checked in the rough-and-ready
be. There are now but few Fran­ just as they are down your way. notice it It’s guerilla fighting a Bowie any feeling of resentment at
There's no denying that What's go­ good deal of the time along the bor- his highly particular rig.
ciscan padres in Alta California.”
Bowie looked sheepish. “I didn't ing to come out of it no man can der.
His hat. with its low crown and
The greasers are busy tn
mean exactly th^t. Padre. I meant, tell much better than you can. bunches all the time, and our rang­ broad.
straight,
severe
brim,
3owie offered a few of his own ers cut up once in a while. But no seemed in keeping with the dignity
are there many men who would do
for a stranger what you are doing thoughts. “I'm beginning to like this other man in California knows that of the wearer His aspect was dark,
for me? If there are, 1 d uke to country. I'm going to stay a while, much about me.
So forget, it but his mustachios, the most com­
meet more of them. Or better, be anyway. I'd like to live among the please.”
manding of his rather small fea­
fixed myself to do something for kind of people you describe. But
tures. were of contrasting lighter
I'll admit right off, I'm death on
color and lent something agreeable
them.”
CHAPTER VI
greasers and Indians.”
to the frank, open expression of his
The streets of Monterey were
eyes. His voice, as he chatted, was
Bowie disappeared from Califor- pleasant.
alive with strange-looking men—
“Well. boys, we’re here.” re-
men from every quarter of the globe marked Bowie that evening to I his nia as silently as he had come to
The youth wore a short dark bo­
—when Bowie, fo lowed by his star­ two scouts
"There’s nothing to it; but he did not forget the Irish lero jacket heavily embroidered in
In fact, eight years later silver and knee breeches edged be­
ing scouts, sought the office of take us back to Texas till we I look doctor
Thomas O. Larkir. respected citizen around. And inasmuch as the sov- Bowie appeared once more at the low with silver lace. His soft buck­
of Monterey.
ereign republic of Texas has not door of Doane's office with as little skin leggings were highly but pleas­
Frontiersmen, removed from their supplied its ambass&Jors with •ny ceremony as if be had left it the ingly stamped with the fanciful de­
habitat of desert, valley and moun­ funds, we’ll have to forge along, day before. There was laughing vices of a Mexican artisan, From
tain and thrown into city streets, are best we can. We’ve got our rifles and greeting; then something close head to foot he presented a picture
as confused as children. The Tex­ and. thanks to old Padre Pasqual. a to a fight Bowie, about to take his of distinction and detail, yet he was
ans themselves were objects of curi­ little powder. You can see for your­ leave after a happy hour of talk, quite simple in manner.
osity to other men of the capital. selves. boys, there’s plenty of game threw a bag of coin on the table.
"I see," said the Californian pres­
Their garb, in part Californian, in this country for everybody; I The doctor's ear was alert to the ently. "You are hunters."
clink.
"What's
this,
son?
”
reckon
nobody
will
object
to
our
tak
­
thanks to the kindness of the mis­
'That’s why we are heading for
“Souvenirs of the Rio Grande.
sioned, and in part reflecting the ing our share.”
the hills," explained Bowie, "to
Doctor.
”
hardships of the desert trail; their
Bowie’s wound in his shoulder,
bring in some game—and,” he added
long-barreled and carefully earned long neglected, called urgently for a
"Hold on. Keep your souvenirs, jokingly, "among other things, to
—
••
rifles and powder horns; and the surgeon’s care. The American fron­ ton.
buy some salt.”
long deep-sheathed knives suspend­ tiersman never gave a wound much
'They are to cicatrize that old In­
"I love to hunt," returned the don.
ed from their belts were a novelty attention; he bad, without asking, dian wound. Doctor.”
"And nothing I like better than the
to the naval officers, the seafaring the best of remedial agents at hand:
"That old wound is outlawed. So hunter’s supper out in the open, like
Yankees, the Mexican supernumer­ the pure air of the plains and moun­ is the fee. I never want to bear of
this. In fact, I confess it was envy
aries and the rancheros who. ever tains and the hardiest of constitu­ either again. I mean it"
that turned me up this way when I
averse to walking, rode richly ca- tions. Neglect, not care, was the
"So do I mean it. Doctor.”
saw the file and the party, though
parisoned horses up and down the rule for any wound not completely
The words grew warm. Both were I was far from being in hunter's
narrow streets.
disabling.
inflexible. It was finally agreed to rig myself.”
Bowie himself, though more so-
But Bowie had for once relied too leave the Spanish doubloons in the
"Where,” asked Bowie, "did you
phisticated than his scouts, found much on nature unaided and at Mon­
doctor’s safe in suspense, and after learn so much English?”
much to gaze at His eye swept terey was obliged to seek a sur­
a bottle of wine and a lunch at Da
"I have a sister married to a Bos­
the beautiful harbor. Within it lay geon. Fortunately for him a good
Guerre’s the old cordiality—which ton man, a ship-owner. I had two
a coasting vessel from San Blas, a one was at hand; Larkin introduced
had never really been impaired— years at Georgetown University.”
Lower California port A shrewd- Bowie to him.
reasserted itself.
"Georgetown! I had one year
looking Yankee trader with sails in­
Dr. Doane was an Irishman and
"So you’ve come back.” mused there myself," said Bowie. "May 1
nocently furled, trim snd fast sail­
justly proud of it, and he took an the doctor,
"Glad you had that ask your name?”
ing, doubtless hailed from Boston. A
Irishman's fancy to Bowie.
much sense, Henry, this is the gar-
clipper-built ship from Hong Kong
“Francisco Estradillo; and yours,
The doctor was a good prober, den spot of the world. What are
and the Sandwich Islands lay under
señor?”
both
physically
and
mentally.
He
you going to do?"
the bluff, and. most interesting of
"Henry Bowie. I’m a long way
"I don’t know yet I’ve heard from Texas. This is Ben Pardaloe,
all to the young Texan, a United had been a world traveler and was
a
man
of
parts.
talk of a man up the river who and this is Simmie."
States sloop of war. rocked by a
“I suppose I ought to say. Doc­ built a little fort up there and is deal­
gentle swell, surveyed the harbor
Francisco nodded.
"My uncle,
tor," began Bowie, “that I haven’t, ing in furs. I’ve got the same scouts Don Ramon Estrada, lives not far
scene from a dignified distance.
The coaster brought soldiers, just at present, got a cent in the with me. They’re trappers and want from here—about ten miles. I am
to look the thing over. The man up visiting him. You are on his rancho.
freight and dispatches from Mexico, world.”
“Did I say anything about mon­ there is a Swiss and I hear him You tell me you are hunting. Day
and passengers from San Diego, San
Pedro and Santa Barbara. The Yan­ ey?” demanded Doane sharply. well spoken of.”
after tomorrow we are to have a
kee trader brought merchandise for “Take off your shirt”
The following day Bowie traded hunt at the rancho. You should join
After some weeks Bowie com­ in the travel-worn horses of the us. Comet Why sleep out tonight?
sale to merchants of Monterey and
Yerba Buena, for barter with Cali­ plained that the doctor’s treatment long trail for fresh stock. In the Come with me to Don Ramon’s.’*
fornia rancheros and the missions was taking a good deal of Uiz afternoon, with his two scouts, Par­
of Santa Clara, San Francisco de (Doane’s) time.
daloe and Simmie, Bowie headed
The Estrada rancho, a royal
"Young man, you ought to be north for Sutter's place up the riv­ grant, embraced a tract eleven
Asis and San Jose. The Yankee
clipper brought from the Orient the thanking God you haven’t lost an er. They traveled light, meaning to leagues by eleven leagues. The two-
silken stuffs of Cathay for the fur­ arm instead of talking about the depend on their rifles for food in a story ranch house crowned the brow
to
ther adornment -qf women already time it has taken to save it,1 country rich in game.
of a gentle rise in the fertile Santa
so notable in beauty, dignity and snapped Doane. “You Texans, 1
They camped early in the evening Clara Valley and looked toward the
charm that they dazzled the im­ hear, are a quick-trigger lot But on a hillside near a clump of live distant heights of Santa Ysabel.
agination of every traveler who vis­ some things take time. How do you oaks, and while Pardaloe skinned a
To the north of the ranch house a
ited California and attempted to de­ like California? What brought you rabbit, one of a brace he had group of buildings sheltered the In­
scribe its women. The sloop of war out here? Why do you talk about brought in for the evening meal, dian servants and the vaqueros.
was there for a purpose; but a pur­ going back to Texas?”
Simmie cut up the other and Bowie
Don Francisco did not escape a
The doctor asked questions in built a Are. A stone’s throw below wetting It was raining hard when
pose unknown to any not in the coun­
bunches. Bowie was slow in giving where they had camped, a well- he rode with his three Texans up to
cils of the very elect.
Bowie found Larkin at his home his confidence, but he finally did so. marked trail wound around the brow the ranch house and, first of ail, de­
and was received in the darkened Doane was immensely Interested, of the hill, and while they broiled spite the downpour, looked up quar­
parlor. Perhaps the Spanish-speak­ but he took Larkin's view of Hous- their meat, impaled over the Are ters for his guests. Pardaloe and
ing women of California had an in­ ton’s dream.
on pointed sticks, two horsemen ap­ Simmie he lodged with the vaqueros.
"And why did he send you out peared on the trail below
herited fear of sunshine, for even
In the Bowie he took with him to his own
after a century of expatriation from here as ambassador? Are you in the dusk of the evening these men saw room in the ranch house.
Spain and Mexico they still fear it general's cabinet?” asked the doctor. the glow of the small fire and, turn-
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The Quetfiont
1. Are sound waves visible?
2. How many official salute«
with cunnon nre given the Presi­
dent of the United States?
3. Are more than one pattern of
fingerprints found on one man?
4. In what state was the Battle
of Tippecanoe fought?
5. What animal is known as th*
bear's little brother?
The Antwtri
1. Intense sound waves are visi­
ble and can be photographed by
spark photography.
2. Twenty-one.
3. As many as five of the stand­
ard nine prints have been found
on one man.
4. Indiana, near the present city
of Lafayette.
5. The raccoon, because it walks
very much like a bear.
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