Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1891-12-03

Then you may look for all the as
sistance you require at my hands,
answered Fedesso. Come with me to
a more secluded spot where we may
devise some scheme by which the
affair may be accomplished. And the
treacherous Mexican led the way to
the privacy of his personal apartments
where the two confederates remained
for some time in earnest conversation
When the beautiful Senorita Teresa
left the presence of the man who had
taken an oath to protect her interests
to the best of his ability, she sum-
moned carriage and throwing a deli
cate black lace mantle over her lovely
head and shoulders, she entered the
vehicle and ordered the coachman to
drive toward the town of Acapulco.
which was scarcely more than q mile
distant from her home.
AS the lady neared the quaint old Mex
lean ci ty and the walls of the fort cane
into view, she requested her attendant
to check the pace of the horses to a
walk. The senorita seemed to be
looking for some one, and soon her
search was rewarded, for presently the
notes of bugle were heard and the
next moment small body of mounted
men came dashing by.
AS they were about to pass, the lead
er. recognizing the occupant of the car
riage, refined in his steed, and lifting
his military somb rero bowed low, until
his dark, curling locks mingled with
the flowing name of the animal which
ne bestrode.
A quick command, another blast of
the brazen instrument. and the SOL
diers halted, wheeled and followed the
vehicle at respectful distance. while
their young captain rode forward and
again saluted the senorita.
A few words in low tone were ut
tered, and Teresa extended her closed
fan, the folds of which held tiny note.
one corner alone being visible.
This Francisco Alvarez drew from
its delicate receptacle. AS the soldier
glanced at the writing his lips became
compressed, while an ominous frown
overspread his handsome features.
When the young man had finished read
ing he carefully folded the paper and
slipped it for the time being down the
wrist of the gauntlet which encased
his left hand.
Turning to the picture of loneliness
seated in the carriage, Francisco re-
| marked with dazzling smile:
slave no fears for my safety, fair
| Teresa. 1 am seldom unaccompanied
| by my trusty soldiers, and even were
to meet that vile pirate Pillion when
| alone. the saints would protect me and
award the victory to one who has ever
| held them in the deepest reverence"
my prayers shall be that they may -
fervently replied the maiden. But
where are you going now, my dear
| Francisco?'
1T is some ten miles journey up the
coast to the little church presided over
by the good Padre Garcia. The com
mandant of Diego wishes me to con-
duct the holy man back to the fort,
for tomorrow night my worthy gen
| erals frstborn is to be christened
| Now, senOrita, you will pardon me for
leaving you SO abruptly, for l must
hasten on my way"
$50, Francisco" quickly returned
the young woman. do not for mo
ment allow me to detain you in the ex-
ecution of your duty"
The officer drew off his glove and
reaching over the side of the carriage
clasped the hand of his betrothed ten
derby, then raising his sombrero he
turned his horses head and rode rapid
ly away, followed by his soldiers,
whose accoutrements clattered and jim
gled as they went