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Pesita was a short, stocky e, dark mustache He attired himself after his own ideas of what should constitute the uniforeneral--ideas more or less influenced and modified by the chance and caprice of fortune

At the ed into his presence his torso was enwrapped in a once resplendent coat covered with yards of gold braid Upon his shoulders were brass epaulets such as are connected only in one's ht operas of fifteen or twenty years ago Upon his legs were soed overalls His feet were bare

He scowled ferociously at the prisoners while his lieutenant narrated the thrilling facts of their capture--thrilling by ee and Billy

Both agreed that they were Then Pesita turned toward Miguel

"Where is Villa?" he asked

"How should I know, uel "Who am I--a poor reat ones of the earth? I did not even knohere was the great General Pesita until now I aracious presence, to throw myself at his feet and implore that I be permitted to serve him in even the uel had said He turned his shoulder toward the lish

"You were on your way to El Orobo Rancho, eh? Are you acquainted there?" he asked

Billy replied that they were not-- for employment upon an American-owned ranch or in an American mine

"Why did you leave your own country?" asked Pesita "What do you want here in Mexico?"

"Well, ol' top," replied Billy, "you see de birds was flyin' south an' winter was in de air, an a fat-head dick from Chi was on me trail--so I ducks"

"Ducks?" queried Pesita, mystified "Ah, the ducks--they fly south, I see"

"Naw, you poor sireed Pesita, not wishing to adringo "But the large-faced dick--what ht that be? I have spend much time in the States, but I do not know that"

"I said 'fat-head dick'--dat's a fly cop," Billy elucidated

"It is he then that is the bird" Pesita beaacity "He fly"