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THIS RECRUIT SPURNS RIFLE HE'JSA REAL
FIGHTER WITH HIS HEELS
"Here's a real animal," sid the
bearded man. "Just come up from
Missouri. Perfect action, goo'd wind,
healthy, sound. Look 'im over.'
The soldier was already doing; it,
running his hands over1 head and
hock. The mule dropped one ear and
turned his head around to see if the
lieutenant was within range.
"How much?" asked the lieuten
ant. "Four hundred dollars. I couldn't
take anything less without insulting
him." The dealer was blustering.
"I don't want to buy ten mules.
Just this one." The lieutenant was
looking coldly at the dealer. The
dealer came down to caiesjf.
"Last price $375. If-ybu don't want
him, all right." r
"Three .hundred dollars," -'said the
soldier mildly. The deale'r bluffed
and the soldier called him. The sale
went through at $325. -
The mule watched the proceedings
with a bored air. He seemed lost in
contemplation. Yet when, the dealer
went behind him, two iron shod feet
flew straight at him. The dealer
dodged, cursing, and then I listened
to a history of mules that surpassed
anything in brilliancy and censored
words that I ever heard.
The mule, with forty others, was
shipped to Galveston. He Is now
awaiting transportation to Mexico.
BY A STAY - AT - HOME WAR
Chicago Stock Yards I interview
ed a recruit who had just enlisted in
the United States army without his
knowledge or consent. Lieut. George
Warren, buyer for the U. S. A., had
just promised the sum of $325 on de
livery to the man who held the fate
of the recruit in his hands.
The "rookie" stood with his legs
wide apart and eyed me speculative
ly. On the surface, he presented a
stolid appearance. I would have
taken him for a phlegmatic being, if I
didn't know something about his
tribe. I ktfew that under his mask
of stolidity there reposed a nature of
The "rookie" was a mule, a six
teen hand black, soft-eyed mule, and
he was drafted for the United States
fighting force in Mexico.
It was down on Exchange avenue
in .the stock yards, where the buyers
and sellers of horses and mules lie
one to another. The market was
lively. The United States govern
ment was in the field and the prices,
obeying the law of supply and de
mand, soared toward the sky.
Lieut. Warren was kind enough to
-take me into his confidence.
"My orders are to get 200 mules
immediately for service," he said.
' A bearded man and a mule approached.