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Señor Fernandez thinks that is learning enough for any peon, and as it is his school, and his teacher, and his land, of course things have to be as he says. Pancho asked the priest about it one day. He said: "I should like to have Tonio get as much learning as he can. Learning must be a great thing. All the rich and powerful people seem to have it.

After that there was a wonderful concert by a band all dressed in green and white uniforms with red braid, and at the end of the concert, it was four o'clock. Pedro's wife had sold all her sweet potatoes by that time and Pedro had sold all his reeds. Pancho had come back, the baby was sleepy, and every one was tired and ready to go home.

"Ah! it ees so good to see you, my frand!" Gilbert was still mystified. "Yes," he said, "but I don't understand how you, a peon, became the Pancho Lopez so soon." "Ah! it ees so easy!" laughed the bandit. "Easy!" Gilbert repeated. "Si. My frand" his hand went to Gilbert's shoulder "ees great opportunity, ees revolution, for make speed.

Gordon picked up the cue quickly. "Can I ride back to the base with you? I rode down with Dick, but he's not ready to leave yet." "Glad to have you, sir," Rick replied. On the way back to the base Rick told his story in detail, starting with Scotty's and his own first suspicions about Mac and Pancho and ending with their rescue by Deadrock Ogg.

"Then," said Bridget, with decision, "I've thought all round it twict an' my mind's been made to stay; we'll buy a home." She made a hollow of her two hands and called, "Whist whist there, all o' yez! Pether an' Pancho Michael Susan do ye hear!" And when she had them rounded up, she counted them twice to make sure they were all present. "Now ye listen."

To my horror Enriquez began instantly to affect a slight tremulousness of gait and a difficulty of breathing; but I gripped his arm savagely, and managed to get him past the house as the door closed finally on the young lady. "You do not comprehend, friend Pancho," he said gravely, "but those eyes in their glass are as the ESPEJO USTORIO, the burning mirror.

"You shall not learn enough to make you fly away from the nest, my bird!" she said. Then Pancho spoke again. "With girls it does not matter," he said. "Girls do not need to know any thing but how to grind corn and make tortillas, and mind the babies that is what girls are for.

Plantain, palm, orange, and tamarind trees bordered the hollow; over the rocky walls ran a riot of vines and ferns and ornamental plants. It was Sebastian's task to keep this place green, and thither he took his way, from force of habit. Through the twilight came Pancho Cueto, the manager, a youngish man, with a narrow face and bold, close-set eyes.

"What's the matter with right now?" "Nothing, I guess. But why the rush?" Rick wasn't sure himself. "Maybe there isn't any rush. But on the other hand, maybe there is. Look, we've kind of assumed Mac and Pancho are in on this, haven't we? Well, their movements must be pretty well known, at least while they're at work." "They have to check their truck in and out. Why?"

Had seen service in several Indian campaigns, in Cuba and the Phillipines, and was United States military attaché with the army of General Kuroko in the war between Japan and Russia. Later was officer commanding at the Presidio, going thence to the Mexican border in 1913. Was in command of the troops that went into Mexico in pursuit of Pancho Villa in 1916.