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e," replied I; "any thing that is in my power. Do I not owe you my life?" "You're a gentleman, I see, and a Christian. You must come with me to the squire--the Alcalde." "To the Alcalde, man! What must I go there for?" "You'll see and hear when you get there; I've something to tell him--something for his own ear." He drew a deep breath, and remained silent for a short time, gazing anxiously on all sides of him. "Something," whispered he, "that nobody else must hear." "But there's Johnny there. Why not take him?" "Johnny!" cried he, with a scornful laugh; "Johnny! who's ten times worse than I am, bad as I be; and bad I am to be sure, but yet open and above board, always, till this time; but Johnny! he'd sell his own mother. He's a cowardly, sneakin', treacherous hound, is Johnny." It was unnecessary to tell me this, for Johnny's character was written plainly enough upon his countenance. "But why do you want me to go to the Alcalde?" "Why does one want people before the judge? He's a judge, man; a Mexican one certainly, but chosen by us Americans; and an American himself, as you and I are." "And how soon must I go?" "Directly. I can't bear it any longer. It leaves me no peace. Not an hour's rest have I had for the last eight days. When I go out into the prairie, the spectre stands before me and beckons me on, and if I try to go another way, he comes behind me and drives me before him under the Patriarch. I see him just as plainly as when he was alive, only paler and sadder. It seems as if I could touch him with my hand. Even the bottle is no use now; neither rum, nor whisky, nor brandy, rid me of him; it don't, by the 'tarnel.--Curious that! I got drunk yesterday--thought to get rid of him; but he came in the night and drove me out. I was obliged to go. Wouldn't let me sleep; was forced to go under the Patriarch." "Under the Patriarch? the live oak?" cried I, in astonishment.--"Were you there in the night?" "Ay, that was I," replied he, in the same horribly confidential tone; "and the spirit threatened me, and said I will leave you no peace, Bob, till you go to the Alcalde and tell him"---- "Then I will go with you to the Alcalde, and that immediately," said I, raising myself up in bed. I could not help pitying the poor fellow from my very soul. "Where are you going?" croaked Johnny, who at this moment glided into the room. "Not a step shall you stir till you've paid." "Johnny," sai
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