Why not? Why,
the campaign's begun. Some of the stuff is coming in to-morrow.
You've no notion how they cottoned to the idea. I says to 'em this
way. 'Course,' I says, 'I'm a stranger, but it stands to reason the
Don won't shake anybody out of bed nights that does his best to
please him. Sure, he'd be reasonable. But here he's lived on the
little end of this country now going on ten years, and what have you
done? Nothing! Here he's been switching fire back and forth from the
Andes,' I says, 'corking up one volcano and letting out another, and
yet he ain't split a single plantation into ribbons so far. Has he,
now? No. Well, ain't it astonishing? Why, he must have this whole
territory riddled with pipe connections. Boys, I don't see how you
can be so reckless,' I says, 'and ungrateful. How long do you expect
him to look out for folks that don't appear to care whether they blow
up or not? First you know, he'll get disgusted and turn the whole
section into cinders. He must have been mighty cautious as it is.
Shook you up a little now and then. Nothing to what he's liable to
do. Suffering saints!' I says; 'can't you take a hint? What do you
suppose he means when the ground wrinkles under your feet? Do you
want him to pitch you all into the sea before you get his idea?' They
said they hadn't thought of that before.
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