The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-07-23


But we must get him away for he is I
fool In his speech, however good as
soldier"
rs he good as a soldier?' asked Rod
riguez
eide" !
And where is he now?" asked the
senorita.
ASLEEP, like the pig he is" muttered
Rodriguez.
"Ah, well, senorita," said Zelaga, these
soldiers of fortune have weakness"
"a filibustero," said the senor1ta,
scornfully, "and a drunkard.
''Mrador himself tolc. me this flibustero
was the best guerilla leader he has seen,
and Mirador has seen many.
LAS you will, said she, "but keep him
away from me-
ST will see to that, my cousin said
Rodriguez, nercely. II will teach him his
place"
Leave it to me, beseech you," said
Zelaga. IT will send him out to the
Gaucho camp while he yet sleeps for as
II gather the president suspects the plot
but Is unaware of the day
The filibustero did not Sleep however.
He spent the afternoon at the window,
and he saw several countryWomen ar
rive, each one carrying black fan, and
each departing after an interval without
that necessary harmless aid to coquetry.
A few minutes later the senor1ta, out OF
her window, saw horseman on the white
road mastering fiery mustang. Her hrst
feeling Of admiration at his horsemanship
was lost in passionate anger at the dis
covery that the horse was her own,
steed which had never yet been ridden by
a man. Before she could act the horse
was fast vanishing in cloud OF dust.
Still watching she saw the horseman OH
his return and was down at the gate to
meet him.
This insolence!'' she exclaimed. i'm
| pcriously. Explain your conduct"
h Pardon senorita," said the master, for
he was the culprit.
! ''It Is my horse you have ill-treated."
II might have KNOWN said the mas
! ter, with a bow, that so perfect a horse
| could only have belonged to you. yet by
an unfortunate mistake I thought it was
mine"
She turned to peon and with CULVER
! ing voice ordered him to take the horse
away-turn it loose, kill it, do anything
50 that she never saw it again,
"a pity" he said; "for the horse Is
| better for the lesson I gave him.
"a lesson! It is you who require"
She paused. her eyes fixed on a fan he
carried, How came you by that
| "This fan? See, Senorita, there is some
thing curious about it. One side 1t Is
black, on the other there are red waters,
no less than ESQ., The number Of a troop
of horse
."Where did you find it,"
"On tho road, senorita. A poor woman
complained that she had been robbed, and
thanks to the speed of your horse, I over
took the robber, and this fan, strange to
say, was the only thing he had"
And the MANI"
+ 1.-THE man went his way" -..s
"a pity" she said. "You should have
killed him.
'sFOr taking fan?' u. +
For robbing poor woman she said
hotly. IT will keep the fan. Did the
woman say where she came from?"
From the Ago del Inferno"
"This is near the Hacienda Morro," she
murmured. II forgive you, senor," she
added, with brilliant smile, land I for
give my beautiful horse. I will restore
this fan to the owner, and be discreet
senior, beg for her sake. 1t is unpardon-
able for woman to lose her fam"
II will be discreet as night
She stood playing with the fan, and he
fingered absorbed in her beauty.
1T occurs to me- senor," she said
"that you may be disposed to ride to the
i Ago del Inferno tomorrow, If. In the
81 meantime I do not see the poor woman.
IT am at your command, senorita."
"Torn borrow, then, senor,' and she
swept him curtsey.
The master went in to his dinner and
? ening. He had meant to secure a far
| himself, but so had someone else, anc
luck had been with him. The spots or
: the fan meant the number of recruits II
certain districts. And he was to be sem
, to one Of these districts, to be put Out
l of the way, perhaps. What beauty,
he thought, "and what little spitfire
/, What delicious smile, and what vim
dictive suggestion that was that / shoult
! have killed the man who stole the fam
His thoughts were with her when he lis
l tened under the brilliant skies to thu
music of a mandolin outside where tn!
poems were at play, and when he hear'
y her name pronounced his attention wa
!. arrested Immediately. They were tw
women who spoke.
MY heart beats for her." said one, So
), tender, SO young" :
= Sacred Mother-yes-a very lamb Il
- the paws Of the black senior and tina
fool Zelaga.'' t..
= "But what can we do but. pray to tn
r holy virgin and the two moved off.
The master was yet in bed when Re
h laga dressed for the road, entered hi
room.
d 'Hasta, senor!'
g whats the hurry?"
'Tt is today You will ride to the plac
It at once"
8, "And the directions-I must have di
rections."
Is you will find your orders when 20
reach the ago del Inferno. Carrambo!
L. and Zelaga struck his forehead
What has happened? You seem wol
RED senor."
e Something has, leaked outflow I car
| say, but we must hurry"
- "And you wish. me to ride to this IL
y fernal gorg6- alone?"
eve have no one to spare. senior. 1t
4, ~ thirty miles out, the last ten miles ov'
~ rough country. You will go?"
=, *Of course
: Zelaga hurried out and hurriedly r.
turned, his face shining with, perspir:
ton.
y II almost forgot. The password is IL
re- Seventh of May You understand" +
:" "The Seventh Of May. 1t is now Apl
n %, and the revolution was expectt
is within month. I understand"
zelaga opened his mouth to speak, b
is withdrew in silence.
s. The master got out of bed. He WI
SIS fully dressed, and in one hand he held
revolver. He stood a moment listenin
~ then went to the window.
IT. "Ah!" he muttered, there goes Zela.
= with an escort. The senorita left at 81
and Rodriguez, the black one an no
er later. Someone has betrayed them, al
yet they gave me the Seventh of May
no a watchword I don't like it-no
re don't But it seems to me the senori
is in greater danger than I am, and tn
ne is great enough, I take 1t, to satisfy