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CHAPTER xVI.-Continued.

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In vain does the bull-fighter seek to
close. The American is surrounded
by what seems to be a living wall of
fists, and every time Barcelona makes
fierce lunge forward something
strikes him squarely in the chest, or
administers between the eyes blow
that makes him see stars.
He realizes that the field Is lost,
since these two men must be heavily
armed, and will not scruple to use
weapons If they are pressed.
The Mexicans engaged with Colonel
Bob have had most of their enthusi-
asm knocked out of them. and one by
one are shrinking away to nurse their
swollen faces.
True, bull-like voice roars oaths
and endeavors to encourage the assail-
ants by the declaration that victory is
sure and near at hand; but the owner
Is nowhere to be seen, since the willy
senior thinks too much of his comfort
to join in a melee like this.
Colonel Bob's enthusiasm seems tc
increase rather than diminish, and the
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to run amuck with him come to the
conclusion that they have struck what
seems to be a human threshing ma
chine, so quickly are they doubled up
and put to sleep.
Grasping the situation, the Mexican
bravo gives up the battle-he shouts,
in a furious voice, I'VE will meet
again!" and then plunges into the OBJ
security of the thicket. to escape fur
Their punishment at the hands of the
American.
So far as enemies are concerned,
the two comrades have won the bat
lie, but they are as yet far from safe.
OF course Dicks first thought con-
Germs those for whom they waged war.
"Pauline!" he gasps, short of
breath.
"Here-safe!" comes the cheering
response, and the girl from New York
dawns upon his vision,
"And Dora?"
There is no need to ask that, since
Colonel Bob already has that unique
person in his arms, and loudly la
ments the fact that he could not have
totally annihilated the little wretch
who dared to lay his hand upon her.
which terrible threats cause the mis-
cradle professor to SILVER in his thick
ct hiding place near by.
How shall we get out?" demands
Dick, awake to the exigency of the
moment.
"In the same way l came in," Bob
replies, promptly.
How was that?"
"Wait until dislodge that below
ing senior from yonder bushes-I can't
talk while he keeps up that shouting,
just as though his men were still at
US, tooth and nail"
AS he speaks Colonel Bob throws
his arm forward-there is FASH a
report, followed Immediately by a sec.
ond one.
The believing ceases instantly.
KILLED him?" says Dick, with a
sigh of relief.
NO such good luck" returns Bob.
ing a bee line for the hacienda now.
No more bowling from the Senior Lo-
PEE at present. Come this way-here
you will see where came in"
The door in the wall | was look
ing for"
II heard only what must have been
your last signal, though wondering
what all the row could be about, and
guessing you had hand in it. Now
we've left the garden of Morales be-
hind. What you see here is the La
Viga Canal"
How shall we get home?-we have
no vehicle" remarks Dick, puzzled for
once.
There is a boat here-perhaps that
will take US part of the way-the
ladies' at least. Ha! two boats
we are in lqok. II seems"
Colonel BOB soon settles with the
owners of the craft, who live upon the
bank of the canal and take pleasure
parties to the floating gardens. The
boat can be left at a certain point
money is paid over, and with the
moon wheeling into view, making the
scene very romantic, our four friends
start along the water way of the
Mexican capital. bound for the Hotel
Iturbe.
CHAPTER XVII.