The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-12-27

"Bah You talk like fool DO you
not see he is too young to have gained
any Importance. As for Canales, Car
rajol You will get nothing for pains
from him.
All this heard distinctly and much
which is unnecessary to repeat. That
my life was doomed was beyond all
doubt; but was not disposed to make
a vacancy In the corps without strug-
gle, and especially after undergoing
what had In escaping from the Lam
GERS.
/ felt the blood coursing through my
veins with renewed vigor as / looked
the situation square In the face. My
brain grew clearer as the imminence of
the peril was In grew more apparent.
The dying embers of the fire emitted
fitful CLEANS which fell across the pol
ished arms of the scoundrels, piled pro-
miscuously together in the corner of the
ranch.
AT that moment, and as was casting
wistful glances at carbine, the beetle
browed rascal who had lighted me into
the den glided across the floor, slipping
stout bar across the door.
NOV, boys, finish the job, and then
share alike" were the words l heard.
Every nerve in my body Jared, the
blood rushed back to my heart as the
decisive moment arrived. Up to that
time 1 had not stirred or changed my
position, leading the scoundrels to count
upon an easy victory, no doubt. The
odds were fearfully against me, and, as
the four turned their wolfish eyes in my
direction, the clear ringing notes of
bugle came rising and falling, filled the
air with its melody. A wild cry of joy
burst involuntarily from my lips, a
thrill of hope pervaded my whole being
as listened. 1t came from my own
gallant lads-a detachment sent out in
all probability in search of their missing
officer. My four friends here paused,
uncertain and undecided how to act
They turned for an instant toward the
door, leaving me to take advantage of
their stupidity.
When they again confronted me
was in possession of the coveted corner,
with rifle to my shoulder, looking
them grimly in the face, while my dog,
his hair bristling with rage, stood brave
ly beside me, displaying his white fangs
to the enraged gaze of the greasy four.
"Knife him, lads before they are
atop of us. Put him out of sight, OF
we'll all swing" but not one of them
stirred.
That dark deaths dealing rifle barrel
had wonderfully tranquilizing eff.
feet.
courses on ye," shouted the leader,
foaming with rage, as he dashed forward
knife in hand. "Are you all afraid OF
the YankeeY let him in here and
this knife shall give him permission to
leave.n
Perhaps the villain expected to shake
my nerves and cause me to throw away
my shot, but never felt firmer, more
determined, in my life. covered his
left breast with the sight of the weapon.
and with the report the scoundrel fell
headlong to the floor. Charging through
the smoke the remaining three rushed
upon me, but were met by the dog, who
buried his teeth in the flesh of one OF
them. remember of striking out with
my dubbed rifle, of parrying rapid
thrusts and cheering on the dog, when
by some means in the melee horn or
canister of powder must have fallen
amid the hot embers of the fire. 1t ex.
ploded with tremendous violence, blow
ing off the roof of the house, rending
the walls assunder and hurting me to
one side half suffocated and nearly in
sensible. When fully realized what
was passing about me, my own troops
were removing the debris of the ranch
from my limbs, and the Newfoundland
was licking my face. 1t was, as l sup
posed, party sent out in search of my
unfortunate self, and they were return
ing from q bootless search when the
report of rifle, followed by an explo-
sion and the glare of flames, attracted
their attention.
OF course we made short work of the
three miscreants, who were dragged
forth from the burning wreck. They
howled vigorously for mercy, but that
was not thought of in their case. A
swing from the nearest bough termina-
ted their career, and rode back to Vera
Cruz with my mind firmly made up
that during the remainder of the cam
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