In Old California 11

Man spoke to Segundo near by his side.
For Arracho thought they should both remain.

"We have to sit, but I don't think that's bad.
Where's better place, Segundo, than next to Don Jose
and his lovely daughter?"
" I don't know of such place, Patron. I think we should
go there."

Then by Don Jose's side, soon they then gained,
and Margarita didn't like them close.

"Good day, Don Jose. It's too bad about the weather. I
hope it'll not inconvenience you."
"Good day, Senor Huerra. It's always a pleasure to
see you. Weather's unpredictable like
a woman, but what can a man do? It's a small
inconvenience that'll pass."
" I saw you sitting her, sir, and thought it'd be
good time to pay my respects and welcome your
lovely daughter back home. Do you remember my
foreman, Diego Silva? He is my Segundo."
"Yes, I know Senor Silva. I wish I could persuade
him to work for me. To have sauch a friend is to
be very rich."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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