The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1905-11-15

O@28 L=ieafenaSf Emerson s
So s him and said:
xH Lieutenant, those Ap
MxHXSXXR aches were the thieves
complained of by old Don Alvares
whose hacienda lies down the Los
Mexos, among the spusof the Sapgre
lie Cristi Mountains. The, old gentle
man will sleep farNsasTer II ne Knows
that we have driven the red devils
across the range. Will you ride over
with a word Of Our success tomorrow
He has a daughter whose beauty will
repay you for the forty-mile jaunt
and the don will treat you like q
prince. l dare not leave camp my,
self, and he would deem it an honor
~ u ifleRe of my officers brettg1Hshin4 WORD
Of the fight. You can have, an escort
1"- b. yoa iwa1ish;ii win tM gd9"."~s1N
Nothing would give : me more
-~|GphssuhS. 'cdrufaI,s replied The yeeddnnts
man. The young lady. attracts me.
E11'ButT hetdAno escort; The trafltis too
l.i, break 4jGHttA WITH II 4
THANKS, my, boy: Stay as you; will
~ii\'Na week IL need Be- You 4havet earned
q. leave, But take care of yourself
Wv 1'heait and adj. The donna sieyesT are
glorious, but her admirers are jealous
AS'it1 Emerson laughed .tStJ =. 1&A'I'
"1ll be careful sir. Good night!".
"Good night" IL;
And SO they parted, each to his
quarters, and the younger man to
dream Of something brighter than In
dian watch-fires for the morrow.
90. The Seventeenth were rold frontiers
"'' inch, and Coidnef MfteW performedi his
duty to the government faithfully. .
=" ETwo' days sbsf6ore,o Alter a h7eby
D1V Sday ''of Ikp mSSSs III 4. s aSta If i :talss
sb9ye camp ,9nd a q N them oyeg the e
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.au' sspS liz rs a GsgfostjRs message %aP HSe
-ugTs The morning dawned clear and golden
%5s"-oneof New Meafe6s best2ahdtefe the
=, dew had faded from the cactus, or the
BREATH Of the hight Wind left themes
fddgdRs fai{Slh,aS aFHfStds with: pfSida
E4sAf III way'Sl6Hstse Tfas1Ss h a toS sssd
Hacienda Alyares.: .
The MaTchAsSM wasaRathaH hoon-
tide, as the lonely traveller paused be-
meath the shadow Of a great rock to
roct bfo horca or1 ,n,o1,o ~ ~o,o4&
but its backward-furg rays asem St4s
:. -; Far WestshaasgEe4EaSsVeak aghsfalpt,
n the dim shadow of~ o0e9Tping
night fell athwart the narrow patti:
way, ere the white wall of his des-
tination caught the eye of the young
lieutenant.
81 yRidingsleyly down he.Dgsagp,a+eau
toward the hacienda, thoughts 81 rest
and supper in his mind, Emerson sud-
denly started in his saddle, and, check
ing his horse, his hand grasped his
~"Ssabfehilt with q soldier's fatuition.~,
Justsbefore MmSand q lttlg to zone
@sasias,0 the patb& standing abnaxehSlx,
helpless from either fatigue or fright.
was a half naked peon child-a dusky-
faced girl-gazing fxedly upon a
--cQiled- snake that lay before her. its
glistening crest raised and swaying to
and fro, while its angry eyes burned
into those Of the fascinated child.
An instant more and the
reptile would have buried it's fangs
ff ths tfefpbas4sgg form BefersTdt, w4eR,
flashing through the air like the wing
aa=of the plunging hawk, the troopers
= sabre fellSbetween the girl and the
snake, and the headsof the moccasin
4zaas@laew twenty feet away through TIE
air.
Then Emerson caught the girl to his
saddle-bow and rode forward.
,.LS Fprp pppent she tFembled. speect7
less, as she lay within the Strong
arms of the sQldierJthel With a soft
cry, she strove to escape. They were
now close to the gate of the hacienda,
and even as the child was dropping
to the ground-for the Lieutenant IN
stantly released her-a young m
beautiful woman appeared and With a
is. jg1pd ely the little .ae9n spEsngt QWaHa
her.
, AcsEnersoir sIeinad iR, Iis horse and,
raised his cap.
Pardon, mademoiselle, but the girl
was in danger-a moccasin VAS"
He was interrupted by the beauty
herself, into whose ear the child had
poured her story.
"Sir, you need no pardon. / thank
you in the name of my father and his
!. .apost .YaAeq: ,serPapt Jacqqe Dugo4s
for having saved the life Of this gift.
40 sMayfheayep bless youi, But. viii. you
not enter sir? You seem weary, and
81 might isi at! band."s4isI&I.t ar.tA}
And 50, following the beautiful Qua
'.''- daftpeAfor''i It 'was ssheAHeutena1rt
-, Emerson entered, for the first time,
lie Hacienda IfvafteSs..Aa't..> AZ
Five hours later. while the old don
and the young soldier sat over their
coffee and smoked, each telling to each
tales of the strange Southwest, a peon
entered. The master looked up, then
waved his hand encouragingly.
This is the gentleman, Dumox, who