The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1877-10-20

fications. In the midst of pitchy dark
ness he began his exploration, which
continued for four or five DAYS, but
which to him seemed as many years.
1.-THE Jerked meat on his person salts
fed the cravings of his appetite, and he
found plenty of pure water to drink. At
last he gave up and laid down to die.
Listening intently he heard what seemed
like human voices, and this once more
gave him heart. Crawling in the direc-
ton from which the sounds came, he at
length reached point from which he
was able to look into vast rolunda,
fitted up in barbaric splendor, ndlighted
with pine knots and sputtering lamps,
and there, reclining on couch of bear
skins, he beheld Inez Romuldo talking
with an old Indian squaw, who appar-
entity was her jailer.
"At length the old bag withdrew in
an opposite direction, and Joe speedily
made his appearance known to the fair
captive. A hurried consultation fol-
lowed, and the whole situation was
taken in.
&C nez explained that she was held a
prisoner by the chief of the tribe, Red
Eagle, who was determined that she
should marry him. Red Eagle was a
half-blood, his father being Spaniard
The entrance to the cave was narrow,
well concealed, and its existence known
only to few of the Indians. They still
swarmed in the mountains, but in two
weeks were going south for raid upon
the settlements, and only small guard
were to be left in the cave.
All this Inez hurriedly explained to
Joe, and it was agreed that he was to lie
concealed in an UNEMPLOYED portion of
the cave to the rear, recover from his
wounds, and await till the Indians left
before attempting a rescue, while IneZ
was to furnish him with provisions from
her own allowance.
"The chief, Red Eagle, in the mean
time treated her with distinguished con-
sideration, offering her NO indignities,
and ordered that she should have what
ever she called for. After three weeks of
weary waiting Inez learned from the old
woman that Red Eagle and his braves
had gone south, and that four braves
had been left to guard her night and day.
They took up their places in the far cor
ner of the great hall, and Joe waited i'm
patiently until they should go to sleep.
Day and night were the same in the cave,
but finally the braves stretched them
selves out one after another to sleep.
That sleep was their last, for four shots
from Joe's revolving carbine fired in
rapid succession killed them all before
either was aware of his danger.
The old woman was forced to guide
them to the entrance of the cave, which
was found after many and tortuous wind
ings, and Inez and Joe emerged from their
| living tomb just after sunrise. Joe then
saw that he had passed entirely through
the mountain.
"Romuldo and his friends had long
given them both up for dead, and their
feelings may be better imagined than de-
scribed when they returned safe and
sound after their miraculous adventures.
Ever since then Joe has ridden that pony
and has been perfectly happy"
"But you don't mean to tell me,
Colonel, that Joe gotno other reward than
that miserable little piece of horseflesh?
He married Inez, of course"
That's the way the story writer's
would fix things" said the Colonel, but
they never deal in facts as have done.
The Senior was as good as his word, and
got a surveyor to divide the ranch into two
equal parts, and showed Joe about fifteen
cart-loads of gold and silver bullion .as
his share"
No, SIR" said Joe; want that
sorrel pony. Here are the sixty dollars,
and want to know if you will trust me
for the other five dollars
And, with all that the Senior could do
or say, Joe made him take the sixty dol
lars and let him have the pony with five
dollars due on it."
well, that is the most unnatural end
ing to wonderfully romantic story l
ever heard. Col Fleance Fitz Roy, there
is something wrong with the sentiment
and civilization of Tucson"
Now don't deceive yourself there
again." put in the Colonel &c Mount
ain Joe and Inez are to be married next
week, and we will both go to the we'd
ding,"-Tucson (Ari=onD Cor. Pitts
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