Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1895-08-03

The senorn turned there and spnrt-
ed the mare eeasd. Tho other horses
followed in q great hurry, senor. sic
did not gallop far, as we have seen.
Afte-ward shc went quietly.
For the love Of heaven toll mo
what you have learned cried.
F" A mile farther on, sonor, answer
ed the Indian stolidl,, there is pat,,
which leads to Don Manuel's hacioreo.
If the senora's mare turns there, chat ia
where tho Sonora Isabel viii have gono
not willingly, senor.'
"sWo galloped hard to the bvwav
| spoken of. Sure enough, all the tracks
left the road there. The o5serysnt III
dian was right.
! i had my pistols, 10 In machetc.
We pursued the abductbrs and caught
them before they reached. the,hnc;erda
--as ugly quartet as ever set eyes
on. The prudent Don Manual bad di4
recfed the business from a safe distance.
His fellows showed fight. of course.
but l managed to wing one at the first
fire, when they all turned tail. took
my darling back to her amt, with
whom she was quite safe. Don Manuel
did not show up. He knew better. -
Mrs. Norman came in just then, and
Jack abruptly changed the subject. Half
an hour later Jack resumed.
My darling was very fond Of her
aunt and unwilling 10 hurt her. 50 ro
said nothing of her sons villaiuy. But
when Pepe and got hack to our rum
GUS palace he advised nae to baIvicado
the door Of my room. However,. didn't
think it worth while, but at nighsfall /
stretched myself On the hide bed and
fell asleep, with arevolver close to NY
hand
About midnight was awakened iy
a cut on the head, which, luckily. did
not stun me. or shouldn't be spinning
this yarn now. started up with the
blood streaming down my face.
don Manuel stood ever me with my
revolver in one hand and an upliftcd
machete in the other There's the ma
chete
Now you shall die robberr he
Kissed and aimed another blow at mo.
which | avoided. Shouting loudly for
Pepe, I grappled with him and got hold
Of his wrists. / was the stronger, but
loss Of blood had weakened me- Ho
wrenched his right hand free ind cut
me across the cheek. TIE blow -dazcd
me; | staggered and fell on the bed
Before could rise his knee was en-
my chest, the machote at my throat. l
felt the cdge With last effort flung
him from me. That instant the bed
heaved and tossed, the stout walls shook.
the sleeping city awoka with scream Of
terror. Dazcd rs was, knew what
had happened. So did my enemy.
The earthquake shall not save yuur
he yelled, and rushed ut me over the
quivering floor. Bat again tho bed
heaved beneath me. Something follfrcm
above. There was dull, sickoning thud
IA scream Of agony-and Don Manuel
rolled over and lay still, leaving tho
machete across my neck. All, that was
close shave
81 staggered 10 my feet and CROPPED
my way through clouds Of dust to tho
street, which was full of people, Shrek
ing, wailing, praying TO tho saints. An
hour the earthquake lasted. shock fol-
lowing shock.
when all was quiet and the people
had ceased to wall and pray. returned
to the palace. Pope lay in his hammock.
bound and gagged. Together we entered
the room where / had SO narrowly es-
capped death.
1.-THE body Of Don Manuel, with the
skull crushed in, lay beside my bed.
Close at hand lay the Liborutor in tho
condition in which you SEQ It, Tho
statue had toppled over in tho nick Of
time, killed the would be murderer and
set me free. On such chances do tho lives
Of men hang.
Don Manuel's mother never knew
the truth respecting his death II was
attributed to the earthquake. as also
were the cuts on my head and check. 1
left Granada as soon us conld. taking
my bride with me,
Nov you know why wo treasure the
Lberator, and why we have not dared
to talk nbont H. "-AaswerS