The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-07-07


Web" I said. getting up and begin
ming to put on my clothes. there's moth
ing for me TO do but wait for them. 1
have my revolver. They may not find
me as easy as they think"
Senior, 40 me the honor 10 hearken TO
my words There are three of them We'd
armed, and they are led by Jose San
gully
Sanguilly was name of terror in Ari-
iona at that time, Bandit, desperado pro-
lessional assassin, he had long been pro-
tected by people nigh in power for his
usefulness to chem IN The line of his pecu-
har calling Quick with the pistol sure
With the knife, absolutely without COM
Function oraremOrSA, ii was simply a mat
ter of bargaining as to the amount to be
pald him 70 secure the removal of any
man who might stand i'm the way of his
employer. With a half score of murders
10 his account he rode in and out of Tue
son at will. played monte al the gambling
saloons and Waltzed with the senOritas at
the dance halls as often as his vocation
afforded him the money TO indulge in these
tastes. hf
But, senior, 1t is not three against one;
Il is three against two, for / viii stay with
you, Garcia continued. "Since your death
mas been determined on, the thing is best
settled nov, when you are on your guard
and prepared. With your permission will
be down by the door. And, let me advise
you, roll your pillows in the blankets so
that it will appear as if you were lying
asleep in tie bed. Take your station at the
head of the bed. with your pistol in readi-
ness but do not speak or fire until I call
TO you. have an account that 1 wish to
settle with Jose Sanguilly myself
Garcia lay down. on the adobe floor with
his head to the door crack and after | had
arransed a dummy man between the sheets
| blew out the candle and crouched in the
darkness behind the headboard The time
passed long and slowly, for the bandits
without doubt were taking a comfortable
nap before they Should attend to the job
they had in hand. There were no windows
10 the chamber and all within was pitchy
dark. l could not see Garcia, and for any
sound or movement that he made ne might
have been asleep. At last l heard him rise
to his feet, and a minute later the latch
was softly lifted and the door slowly open
ed. There was bright moon without, and
It's tight coming in at the partly opened
door made the bed family dscernible al
one. end of the room. A man looked into
the room and then noise,essly entered; he
wore no hat and was in his stocking feet
Inc opening door concealed Garcia, stand
ing behind it, and the man stealing to-
ward the bed, had to pass him. A step
away from the bed the man paused, leaned
forward as if to make sure of what was
before him, and the bright blade of a knife
stepped
swiftly toward him from behind.
Have you ever seena bull ight-seen the
espada kill the bull with his sword after
the animal has been worked into the ex-
IRENE of fury by the picadores and the
darts of the bandilleros? If so you have
seen performance that seems to demand
the hight Of human skill and daring The
espada must kill the buH in a prescribed
manner by stabbing him between the neck
and the shoulder with a force and precis-
ion that shall bury the blade in the ami
mails heart, an0 to do this he must give
the thrust at the moment the bull lowers
his head to toss him, and slip aside in
time to escape the horns. The power, quick
ness and workmanship of the man who
makes this his business do not require fur
Their demonstration. As the man at the
bedside raised his knife / could not follow
Garcia movement 1t was done so quickly
There was dun sound like blow and as
The assassin, without sound, except a
gasp, pitched forward on his face and new
er moved again. Tho sword had passed
clean through his body and the sound of a
blow that l had heard was its hilt strik-
ing against his ribs
Garcia pulled the mans body to one side
where it would not be seen by any one
coming through the doorway, then shut
the door and silently took his place again
behind it, The bandits evidently had
thought that one of their number was suf-
ficient 10 send for the assassination of a
sleeping man, and we heard no sound from
the others for some little time. Then there
came the sound of quick, impatient steps
without, the door was flung widely open
and Jose Sanguilly stepped into the room
with a revolver in his hand. The moon
light stTeamed in through The open door
way lighted up the room so that every
thing within could be plainly seen. Garcia,
holding his straight, slender sword pointed
horizontally before him, as if in the bull
ring, stepped in front of Sanguilly
Remember Garcia" he said, and thrust
as the bandits pistol cracked The bullet
struck the wall In direct line, it seemed
with Garcias head, sending a shower of
adobe fragments down TO the floor. San
gully went staggering back, still holding
his pistol, until he reached the opposite
wall. He stood there a moment bracing
himself against the wan, then dropped the
pistol, clasped his hand to his heart and
sank in a heap, dead, to the floor.
Now for the last one" said Garcia.
Your pistol will serve for him. He will
be outside with the horses"
I stepped out into the courtyard got in
to the shadow as soon as l could and went
to the gate. 1t was ajar and, looking
through the crack 1 saw a man outside
sitting on a horse, holding two other
horses by the brides. l opened the gate
little wider and fired twice at him. missing
him both times at ten PAGES away He
did not stop 10 return my fire, but crouch
ed low in the saddle, put spurs to his horse
and ran for it, taking the other two horses
with him. Somebody brushed past me-
pushing the gate more widely open. 1t
was my landlord, Ciumb, in his shirt, bare
footed and bareheaded, as he had jumped
from bed with a doube-barreled shotgun
in his hands. He did not wait 10 ask
questions, but let both barrels go after the
man
The fellow stuck to his saddle for about
fifty yards further, and then went to the
ground Garcia had joined US by this
time and we went to where the man was
lying and brought him back to the house.
He had a slug and three buckshot in him
and he died before daylight, but not until
he had told every detail of the bargain
with Sanguilly to kill me and the names
of all the parties concerned. With this
ante-mortem statement duly witnessed, 1
afterwards made things so warm for the
promoters of my assassination that they
had to quit the territory.
Clumb was a little taken aback when