Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1891-04-04

hisn shaggy brows. lie was a huge,
heavy man, broad and muscular, his
two great hands clenched, tied and man
acled behind him, looked like formid-
able hammers capable of striking man
down dead ut one blow. his whole aspect
wns repulslyo and terrible-thore was
no rcdeeming point about hlm-f0r even
the apparent fortltude hH assumed was
mere bravado-mcrctrici0 courage,
which tho first week Of the galleys would
crush out OF him rs easily rs one crashes
the juice out of ripe grape. llo wore
u nondeScript costume OF varl-colored
linen, arranged In folds that would have
been the admiration OF an artist. 1t was
gathered about him by means OF brill
liant scarlet sash negllgontly tied. His
brnwny arms were bare to the shoulder,
his vest was open, and displayed his
strong brown throat and chest hcaving
with the pcnt-up anger and fear that
ragged within him. His dark grim figure
was set off by curious effect
of color in the sky,-a long white band
of crimson cloud, rs though the snn-god
had thrown down q goblet OF ruby wine
and left II TO triclle along the smoth
blue fairness Of his palace-iloor, deep
aftcr-glow, which burned redly on the
oive-tinted eager faces Of the multitude
that were everywhere upturned In won
der aud ill-judged admiration TO the bru-
tai black face of the notorious murderer
and thief, whose name had for years
been the terror OF Sicily. / pressed
al, Lao an oh In nnaraR
view, and as did so sudden savage
movement OF Neri's bound body caused
the gcndarmes to crOst their swords In
front OF his eyes with warning clash.
The brigand laughed hoarselp.
'COrpo di Christo!" he muttered-
''think you man tied hand and foot can
run like n deer? am trapped, Il know
IL! But tell him." and he indicated some
person in the throug by nod OF his
head, ''tcll him to come hither,-I have o
message for him."
The gendarms looked at one another,
and then Mt the swayng crowd about
them in perpleXity-they die not under
stand.
Carmelo, without wasting more words
upon them, raised himself as uprightly
as he could In his strained and bound
position. and called aloud:
Luigi Biscardi Capltano! Oh he
You thought that | could not see You
bio should know you In hell Come
near,-I have parting word for you. "
At the sound of his strong harsh voice,
q silence half Of terror, half of awe, fell
upon the chattcring multitude. There
was sudden stir as the people made
way for young man to pass through
their ranks,-a slight, tall, rather hand-
some fellow, with sspale face and cold
sneering eyes. He was dressed with
faStidious care and neatneSs in
the uniform of the Bersaglieri,
and he elbowed his way
along with the easy audacity OF o
privileged dandy. He came close up to
the brigand and spoke carelessly, with
slightly hooking smile playing round
the corners of his mouth,
"Ebbene!" he said, ''you are caught at
last, Carmelo! You called me-here
am. What doyou want with me, ras-
cal?"
''Neri muttered ferocious curse be-
tween his teeth, and looked for an in
slant like wild beast ready to spring.
"You betrayed me-" he said in fierce
yet smothered accents-you followed me,
you hunted me down! Teresa
told me all. Yes,-she belongs to you
now,-you have got your wish. Go and
take her she-waits for you,-make
her speak and tell you how she loves you.
II you can.
Something jeering and withal threat
enipg in the ruffian's look evidently
startled the young officer, for he ex-
claimed hastily
"What do you mean wretch? You have
not. my God! you have not
killed her?"
Carmelo broke into a loud savage
laugh.
TO BE CONTINUED.