Virginia gazette. [volume] (Williamsburg, Va.) 1893-192?, 1899-05-27

and. httlr indian stole that he was he
made no sound.
When he reached the bottom. bruised
and ont of breath. n savage hand caught
his throat and savage eyes met his \
Jew muttered words and the butt end OF
q heavy revolver came down on the
shaggy little head. and then 10 one
side was brutality tossed the senseless
heap. There were three of them
crooched under an overhanging ledge
three sinSsfer-looking bandits wear
rnS heavy felt hats and with red hlan-
kets drawn across their mouths They
sat still until about the time all travel
had ceased on the highway above. They
were planning. in low voices, the di-
vision Of the spoils when Juanito's hard
little head began TO throb consciously.
The first thing he heard 10 understand
WAS that Miguel was 20 turn the coach
over at exactly that spot. and that
Don HyPolite had the money for the
years pulque from his san Martin ha-
cienda. and the Dona Ynes had been
70 n bale in Puebia. and had on her
mothers diamonds.
IF the fan does not kill growled
one. n tsp OF the good friend here
and Jusnito heard him slap his pistol
Juanito heard. and. though sick and
dazed. comp7ehendc6. lie could not
see how he could prevent il. He knew
THAI when the coachman tipped the
carriage Gown the bSrrancs Dons Ynes
would be hurt. and IL she were not
hurt enough they would kill her. All,
be would not get his certavO 10 Dona
Ynes was killed. The thought moved
hiIn-Poor. little. dying baby!
BE tried % raise himself. but the ef-
fort increased the deadly nausea. \
night wind was blowing and rustlcd the
leaves under cover Of that noise he
could move freely II he could keep
from crying. And keep from CRYING he
would. for even his short life had given
him self-contTol and courage. He was
not an American child. who screams
when IL IS explained kindly that he
cannot have the moon. He began 20
move, pulling himself up bv inches.
forced often 20 rest from sheer an
ruish. but never a moan was wrunc
from his lips by the torture.
several hours must have passed be
F fore BE reached the highway. When
f there. he could not tell which way 20
I Go. he had lost his sense Of direction.
always extraordinary In Indians. he
I thought he heard a shout from below.
as though the mon had missed him. -.
f without further coTitation. re drsrred
himself along the road. He was cold
with Al awful chill that struck out
from the bones The blood steadily ran
down his face from the crack In bis
skull He was afraid he was going
IN the wrong direction; before this
he should have heard the clip. clip @.
the housekeeping black mares. His
tongue was getting too big for hi,
mouth. and his heart roared like wild
thing within him
Suddenly he heard the rumbling o.
the carriage. and he fancied h
could see the shining Aanks % Dor
Hvpolite's beautiful thoroughbred
He gave a CRY. another. and another
They were driving rapidiy-and driv
ing by,
As they swept past, for the first time
he burst out crying. and sank IN ID
dust Dona Ynes. inside the carriage
was jerking violently al the cord
"Whv does he not stop? Oh. papa
I call Miguel 20 stop. Some one Gale,
ne; some one IS hurt by the road"
Don Hvpolite put his head out an
ordered Miguel 20 drive slowly back
The guilty scamp did 30 reluctantly
The carriage halted by the side OF littl
zobbing Juan. and Dons Ines jumpe'
out She had dropped her FUR coat
for the night was warm and her bar
arms sh0ne mill-y-vvhite through III
mexhes OF a lace mantiila. The man
tiIla was fastened by a gold-and-tur
uuoise comb 70 the high knot Of dusk
hair. and the curved edges tapped CO
quettishiv about the roguish face
Regardless Of her satin ball-gown. sh
lrnelt ia the dust by Juanito. After b
had told her and Don HypOlite Of III
plan 20 rob and murder them. she car
ned him herself IN her round arm
/, 20 the carriage. while Don Hypolit'
portly and courtiy. IN evening dres'
with q nalf-dczen decorations glittel
ing or his breast. went back calrnl!
and pulled Miguel BY the coat-couar o
his seat Relieving the rascal Of h
pistol and kicking him soundly, Do
Hypoiite took the reins and dro'
back 20 Puebla, leaving Miguel rubin
, his aches and wondering how IL hal
Pened-
!. The motion OF the carriage 50 JarTc
! the little paiD-rncked frame that Dor
!, YneS. thinking that u must be ma
Ter Of but a few moments, asked h
!. father 20 stop Juanito Whispered
: her that he could not breathe. tn
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