The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-12-19
CHAPTER XIV.
Mattazudo's Reception,


Mattazudo's Reception.
Without a suspicion of the surprise
in store for him, 1dattazudo, the half
breed, tramped on toward the old ruin,
where he expected to find the beau
tiful daughter on Don Juan secreted
and bound by Namampa for him.
1t will be remembered that Lola,
upon being taken from the Carib by
Lord Chungmough, tainted. When, UNI
der the Indians care, she at last re-
vived, she opened her eyes, looked
wildly about her and exclaimed:
Where am l? o, my father! Is
he here?"
Lord Chugmough pent over her, took
her hand in his and said in a soothing
voice:
BE calm, senorita. You are in the
hands Of friends. I am on hunting
expedition and was driven by the
storm to seek this place for shelter.
You were brought here by this In
dian, who claims that he brought you
here to escape the flood also. Rest
while, and when you are stronger you
shall tell me your story and I will re-
store you to your friends"
"No, no, not to the castle!" she ex-
claimed, growing excited and feverish
well, then, whatever you wish
shall be DONE" he answered. "Be calm
now. Later we will talk. Fear moth
ing, for l have man with me, and
we are we'll armed"
Thank you," she murmured. CT"
She would have continued, but Lord
Chugmough had moved away from her.
The Englishman touched Namampa
on the shoulder and the Carib knew he
was wanted.
He followed the Fnglishman to the
farther end of the old temple, where
there was a little more light coming
in through the entrance, and, sitting
down upon stone, stolidly watched
Lord Chugmough fill his pipe and light
it, also keeping a furtive watch on
William, whose exact status he did not
understand, but whose stalwart pro-
portions were enough to make the
withersd old Carib doubly cautious
William" said Lord Chugmough,
when he had lighted his pipe, chow
is the supper coming on?'
"Quite ready, me lord" was the re-
ply. "Savory, sir, hand juicy
Very we'll. See that the young lady
has plenty. Encourage her to eat.
Nothing like a good meal to restore
courage, William"
| "Werry true, me lord. 'Ansome lady,
sir. Will you ave yours now, sir?"
Not just yet. wish to chat awhile
with our interesting friend, here. Now,
then" he said, changing from his ma
tive tongue to Spanish, my indian
friend, tell me your side of the story,
and if l find you have not told the
truth, you'll be dead Indian, as sure
as you are this minute alive"
He pulled on in silence, while the
Carib told the story, which was later
on verified in part, by Lola Cara.
On the day that this happened Lord
Chugmough was standing just outside
the ruin, when he saw swarthy, dirty
looking ruffian coming toward him.
Hello! What do you want?" asked
| the Englishman.
"Senor is rude" replied the fellow.
'In my country we are more than po-
| lite. I beg of you to let me pass
Lord Chugmough stood aside and
watched him curiously as he entered
the ruin, keeping close at his heels.
AS soon as Lola saw MIN she
screamed:
That is Mattazudo. His presence
here explains why l was taken from
the castle.'
MattaZudo was much surprised to
find Lola in such good company He
was more surprised when he received
| Lord Chugmoughs clenched fist in his
face and went sprawling on the ground
| with cut lip. He was still more sur
prised when, without word of expla-
nation. Lord Chugmough picked him
up and raincd blows nike those of a
sledge-hammer all over him. And his
surprise reached its highest point when
the stalwart and irate English lord
seized him violently with both hands
and sent him hurting through space to
fall, terribly bruised, some ten feet or
more outside the temple.
(To be continued.)