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Updated: May 16, 2025


All the way over from Pojuaque, Hill said, he could see out of the corner of his eye the old gent was nudging up to the Hen with his shoulder, friendly and sociable; and he said he noticed the Hen was a good deal less particular about making room.

Hill said they'd got along to Pojuaque by the time the Hen had finished telling about herself, and the fix she was in because she had to wait along with her aunt in Palomitas till her transportation come from Washington and she just sick to get East and grab her little Willy in her arms. And the old gent was that interested in it all, Hill said, it was a sight to see how he went on.

That the size of his scare had been big enough to make him do a'most anything showed up from the way he kept on being scared after it was all over he coming into Palomitas looking like a wet white rag when, by his own showing, he'd been out of reach of anybody's hurting him for four or five hours anyway, and had had a chance to cool off at Pojuaque while he was loading in old man Bouquet's wine.

It had to go slow, the coach had that was a powerful mean road after you left Pojuaque and got in among the sandhills and you never was sure when some of them bunches of scrub-cedar wasn't going to wake up and take to pumping lead into you.

As it turned out, they might a-kept on a-hashing as long as they'd a mind to at Pojuaque; and Hill might a-let his mules take it easy, without tiring himself swearing at 'em, on a dead walk there being a wash-out in the Comanche Cañon, up above the Embudo, that held the train.

She went on talking so cheerful and pleasant, Hill said, it give him creeps in his back; and he got so rattled the last half of the run coming on from Pojuaque, where they'd had dinner at old man Bouquet's he hardly knowed what he'd told and what he hadn't, and whether he was standing on his head or his heels. Being that way, he made the only break that gave trouble afterwards.

All along from the first there was something about her shape I felt I ought to know, and I was dead right. It come out while we was stopping at Bouquet's place at Pojuaque for dinner they both knowing I'd see it was such a joke I wouldn't spoil it by giving it away too soon.

The advance had been seen shortly before at the rocky pass, on the road from Pojuaque; and near there and before reaching the river, the San Juan Pueblo Indians, who had joined the revolutionists reluctantly and under a kind of compulsion, surrendered and were disarmed by removing the locks from their guns.

He kept on down the barranca for about two miles, he said, till he struck the cross-trail to Tesuque; and he headed north on that till he got to Pojuaque where he give the mule a rest, she was blowed all to bits, the mule was, he said; and he got some of old man Bouquet's wine in him, feeling pretty well blowed to bits himself; and then he come along home.

At Pojuaque the coach always made a noon stop, and the team was changed and the passengers got dinner at old man Bouquet's. He was a Frenchman, old man Bouquet was; but he'd been in the Territory from 'way back, and he'd got a nice garden behind his house and things fixed up French style. His strongest hold was his wine-making.

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