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32 3 BLACKEYES.. “Those weepons, then, are to be had for the tryin’. "Pears — like I can’t sleep away row old true-center.” “I think we had better wait awhile, Bill, before attempting — to do any thing that might anger the Mexicans, It is pos- — sible that they mean to act toward us ina friendly man- © ner, and we ought not i. give them cause to treat us as enemies.” “Jest as you say ; Pll wait till mornin’, ef you want me to, but won’t promise to hold on any-longer, — I tell you what it is, My boy; this: old hoss, will split, if he is kept penned’ up in this crib much longer. He an’t used to bein’ aly of ie smell and feel.of the fresh air.” _ bi “You ‘speak, as if you had. never been shut up: before.” i : “Twas put into the-calaboza at Sauta Fe once, but I bu’st the consarn open powerful quick.”. re ae /The opening of a wicket. inthe door made thei all look around, and they saw, frataed in the. aperture, a very pretty face, with a pair of sparkling black eyes which could belong to. no one but the Mexican girl who had wah them to the pueblo. Luke Royston rushed | eagerly to the: door, but the girl’ re- _ buked his presumption by dropping over her features the vail or light shawl which she wore on her head. “ How do you feel, Americanos?) Are’ ‘you: cold 2”. ven asked, in musical broken English, and with a merry laugh, / “T was freezing a saaenoe ago; but the beams of your bright, eyes have thawed me,’ answered Royston. “ Soft metal is easy to melt; lead will not stand the fire as well as iron. Are your companions warm ?”. “TI ken answer fur one of em,” said Bill Ward. “4 lous gittin’ heated up tol’able fast, and ef I keep on growin’ madder, I shall be b’ilin’ hot afore long. I would jest like to know, gal, what your folks has cooped US Up in this hole fur, and. how long they mean to:keep us here. Iam afeard that: they ‘ain't goin’ to do right by us.” 43 “ Weshave often heard of. Bill’ Ward, ‘and we bave ‘anual that he was a man who could not « <a afraid. Pine should he be frightened ?” oe “ T don’t mean to say that I am skeered, oat and yor. know | well enough what I do mean; I ain’t a man‘to be frightened COMICOOOQKSaCOli :