Roads of Destiny eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 372 pages of information about Roads of Destiny.

Roads of Destiny eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 372 pages of information about Roads of Destiny.

“From what we could hear, General Dingo seemed to be kindly contributing some noise while we feasted.  There were guns going off around town, and pretty soon we heard that cannon go ‘BOOM!’ just as he said it would.  And then men began to skim along the edge of the plaza, dodging in among the orange trees and houses.  We certainly had things stirred up in Salvador.  We felt proud of the occasion and grateful to General Dingo.  Sterrett was about to take a bite off a juicy piece of rib when a bullet took it away from his mouth.

“‘Somebody’s celebrating with ball cartridges,’ says he, reaching for another piece.  ’Little over-zealous for a non-resident patriot, isn’t it?’

“‘Don’t mind it,’ I says to him. ’’Twas an accident.  They happen, you know, on the Fourth.  After one reading of the Declaration of Independence in New York I’ve known the S. R. O. sign to be hung out at all the hospitals and police stations.’

“But then Jerry gives a howl and jumps up with one hand clapped to the back of his leg where another bullet has acted over-zealous.  And then comes a quantity of yells, and round a corner and across the plaza gallops General Mary Esperanza Dingo embracing the neck of his horse, with his men running behind him, mostly dropping their guns by way of discharging ballast.  And chasing ’em all is a company of feverish little warriors wearing blue trousers and caps.

“‘Assistance, amigos,’ the General shouts, trying to stop his horse.  ‘Assistance, in the name of Liberty!’

“‘That’s the Compania Azul, the President’s bodyguard,’ says Jones.  ’What a shame!  They’ve jumped on poor old Mary just because he was helping us to celebrate.  Come on, boys, it’s our Fourth;—­do we let that little squad of A.D.T’s break it up?’

“‘I vote No,’ says Martin Dillard, gathering his Winchester.  ’It’s the privilege of an American citizen to drink, drill, dress up, and be dreadful on the Fourth of July, no matter whose country he’s in.’

“‘Fellow citizens!’ says old man Billfinger, ’In the darkest hour of Freedom’s birth, when our brave forefathers promulgated the principles of undying liberty, they never expected that a bunch of blue jays like that should be allowed to bust up an anniversary.  Let us preserve and protect the Constitution.’

“We made it unanimous, and then we gathered our guns and assaulted the blue troops in force.  We fired over their heads, and then charged ’em with a yell, and they broke and ran.  We were irritated at having our barbecue disturbed, and we chased ’em a quarter of a mile.  Some of ’em we caught and kicked hard.  The General rallied his troops and joined in the chase.  Finally they scattered in a thick banana grove, and we couldn’t flush a single one.  So we sat down and rested.

“If I were to be put, severe, through the third degree, I wouldn’t be able to tell much about the rest of the day.  I mind that we pervaded the town considerable, calling upon the people to bring out more armies for us to destroy.  I remember seeing a crowd somewhere, and a tall man that wasn’t Billfinger making a Fourth of July speech from a balcony.  And that was about all.

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