The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1906-06-15

a magnificent Comanche racer, and By
his side walked another horse of flint
form and great fame for speed and en-
durance. AS the Texan slid from his
saddle, caressing his pony, he whis
pered: Give us little start and there
Is not a horse in all Mexico able tc
catch u.s."
sweetheart mine, not all the treas
ures OF the world, steel, or any power
less than God shall ever separate us. ,
soft, milo caballaro. Dios milo! que
contento estoy."
And the joy of all the world is
crowded into my BOSOM" whispered
Jack. He was just in the act of lift
ing her into the saddle, when it looked
as IL a dozen big hands rose from the
earth and his arms were seized.
Marvellous Escape from Death.
Don st. Louis appeared, foaming
with rage. Tearing his daughter FROM
the side of the struggling youth, he
passed her to an attendant, saying:
Lock her up" Then turning to one
who appeared to be in command, he
said: 1T Is the Americana migrate,
cursed gringo. do not care to soil
my hands. Juan, tic rock to his neck
and throw him into the river"
Jack knew that the poems were only
too glad to obey orders, and strongly
suspecting that he mad a rival in the
bunch, he realized that all hope for
mercy was lost. They dragged him
to the bank of stream not far away,
and while some were busy hunting a
big rock others were preparing strings.
1t required the united strength of the
bunch to overpower the fighting Texan,
and when they were ready to push
him over the bank Jack dexterously
threw out one hand and dragged the
leader of the gang into the water
with him. The peon had a knife, and
when he struck to cut Jacks throat he
missed his aim and severed the cord
that held the big rock
The athletic Texan was now master
of the situation. He wrenched the
knife from the hand of his enemy,
and the next moment the water was
red with the blood about floundering
peon, and Jack Hondorn was swim
ming toward the opposite shore.
Back to the Ranch.
One would imagine that this narrow
escape would have cooled the passion
of the most ardent lover. Not so with
the incorrigible Texan. Ten days had
hardly elapsed before he appeared at
the Rancho Rivera disguised as an In
dian, seeking employment. He was
given a job herding sheep.
When the indomitable Texan found
an opportunity to shed his disguise and
open his arms, Madeline ran and
threw herself upon his bosom with
joy and confidence.
This time fortune again played the
lovers false. They encountered a
locked and barred pasture gate, with
fence of nine barbed wires on either
side. Madeline had been so closely
watched that her absence had been
noted almost instantly. The alarm was
no sooner raised than the whole force
If the Rancho Grande was set to scour-
ng the country in every direction. The
Unfortunate lovers were encountered
While riding hard to reach distant
rate. A desperate battle ensued, and
lack caught couple of hot balls that
stunned him for the moment, though
leither made more than slight wounds.
Again numbers trlumphed, and the
overs were torn apart for the second I
ime.
Never fear, sweetheart! Better luck !
lext time" shouted Jack. {
There will be no next time" roared
me Of the poems. Bring the Colorado
iablo caballo.'' I
lied to Back of Wild Horse. II
The wounded Texan was dragged {
yer the ground and firmly dashed to I