The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-08-22

| fought bravelv, using his sword, until a
! sabre cut in his swoTd-arm forced HIM TO
| desist,
From the wild and picturesque dress
| of his captorS Lieutenant Ives saw thai
they we're a party If Mexican guerlIlaS
fierce and cruel men, out OF whose
hands few escape alive.
The night was now falling, and the
Mexicans hurried their prisoners into
| the house. The lamps were lighted In
| a large apartment, from which most of
| the furniture had been removed, and the
leader of the band, a tierce-looklng
man of gigantic stature, whose features
showed clearly the Indian blood that
was in his veins, seated himself In q
chair, and, lighting a cigarette, order
| ed the prisoners to be brought before
him. The Americans, who, with their
| arms bound behind them. had been hur-
ried in one corner of the room, were
led to the captain of the guerillss, who
was spoken of by his subordinate as
"El Tgere."
"Ah, Senior Americana" said Ell
Tigere, addressing Lieutenant Ives,
so you thought to take Don Francisco
and his daughter captives, did you? If
I am not mistaken you were one of the
c~abelleros wholeaped so gallantly from
the first boat Of the invaders that land.
ell to-day" / and my men were lying
behind a hummock near the shore at
the time, and I covered you three
times with my carbine. lam glad now
that / did not kill you then. L have
YOU now where l can shoot you at my
leisure"
Nay Interposed Don Francisco,
who was standing near, these are pris-
oners OF war, captain, and must be
treated as such"
do not cross the path of the tiger in
his fury" replied the captain, with a
dark scoNl. "Those are my prisoners,
and shall be dealt with as Isee fit"
Lieutenant Ives knew that his failure
10 return from his scout would by this
time begin to excite apprehensions, and
a strong party would be sent out in
search Of him. So great was his cha
grin at having been surprised by the
Mexicans, however, that he really
cared little whether he was rescued or
not.
During the conversation between
Den Francisco Monteverte and FL
Tigere, the don's daughter, Dolores,
had stood close beside her father. She
had been frightened at first, but her
FIRE was reused by the manner in which
the guerrilla chief had replied to her
father, and she stood up as proudly and
definity as the don himself.
Lieutenant Ives had tied a handker-
chief tightly around his arm after he
hid been wounded. The wound was
10 causing him intense pain, and he
was beginning to feel faint from loss of
blood.
II fear neither tigers nor banditti,"
said Don Francisco, holly, in reply to
Ell Tigere's last remark 81 insist that
these men be treated as prisoners of
war"
There's Just one reason that will
purchase them, Senior Don, "and that
is the hand Of your daughter Dolores"
Never" exclaimed Don Francisco.
Il would rather see her married to that
young invader, much as / hate the
whole race of the Americanos, than
to YOU"
Lieutenant Ives, who was becoming
more and more impressed with the
Donna Dolores, thought to himself that
the don's alternative would not be such
a bad idea after all.
We'll we have no time to parley,now,n
said Ell Tigere. THE Americans will
be down on us before we know it. I
will take my prisoners with me to a
place Of safety, and in the morning they
shall die
AT that moment the report Of a mus
ket was heard outside the house, and Ell
Tigere and his followers rushed to the
doors and windows In alarm. A party
of American soldiers was coming up to
the house ON the double-quick, and the
shot had been fired by one Of the Mexi-
can pickets to give warning of their APP
proach. The Mexicans ran to their
horses, which were tethered near the
house, but before they could mount the
Americans were upon them, and a fierce
hand-to-hand struggle ensued. The
prisoners, being left unguarded, ran out
OF the house, and the thongs which
bound their hands being cut by some
who had come to their rescue, they too
joined In the fray.
The noon had now risen and looked
down through the palm trees and giant
ferns on the scene of tnmult below.
The don and his daughter stood in the
doorway looking helplessly on. To
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