Richmond High School - Shield Yearbook (Richmond, CA)

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RICHMOND RODEO Then, insolently, he puffed a cloud of smoke in the face of Don Carlos. Suddenly Don Pedro awoke to the fact that he was reclin- ing on the floor, spitting out fragments of cigarette, which had been propelled into his mouth by a well directed blow from the fist of Caravantez. Enraged beyond endurance, he sprang up and whipped out a revolver. There was a lightning like move- ment of Caravantez’s hand, a sharp report—and Don Pedro reeled and fell. The music stopped; the dancers came to a standstill, and the whole hall assumed a death-like silence. Then cries of astonishment and rage came from the assem- bly and there was a rush toward the prostrate body of Don Pedro. Breaking through the throng of people, Caravantez walked calmly to the center of the hall where Felicia was standing alone, a look of cold accusation on her awe-stricken face. ‘‘There was no other way,’’ he said simply. ‘‘He attacked me.’’ Felicia drew from him in horror. ‘‘Madre de Dios! You have murdered him! Never come near me again.’’ The stir in the room was increasing; the friends of Don Pedro were many and powerful. Caravantez, with a deep sigh, bowed low to her. Then looking to his pistol he dashed for the door. The sharp beat of horse’s hoofs were heard outside—then Silence. Carlos Caravantez rode to the hills—an outcast. —BUFORD WRIGHT, ’09.

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