The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-09-15


Aye, that we are. And who is this
woman of the beautiful eyes? Hand thy
captiVeS over to us. hermit bandit Dr.
vide your spoils with us and we will
save you the trouble of cutting the
mans throat" jeers the slighter mis-
creant.
AS for the woman, the fire tells me
she is very lovely both as to limbs
and face, and 1 have better use for
her, guffaws the bigger man.
And never was Marina more beauti-
full. She steps forward, her 1.-the limbs,
despite her strait, bearing her erect
Her eyes, though full of tears, for she
is thinking of Edwin, are falchion
eyes. She confronts the ruffians with
undaunted mein, and says command
ingly; Fellows, dare to lay your
hands on me and the whole of Bocog-
nano Will hunt you down. The Bella
coscia will destroy you. I am Marina
PaoH.''
'Oh. she is merry with us, this girl
who runs after foreign gentlemen. Now
we will show her that Corsican kisses
are as good as those of this Ameri-
cano.'
Brutally they draw near to her. As
the girl draws back from the contami-
mating clasp of the monsters. Tomasso,
with savage cry, and uplifted stiletto,
stands between.
In a second the old man will be
dead under their knives and the brave
girl their prey. Marina's undaunte1
eyes, turning in appeal to the Amer
lean, see with establishment that he
makes no move to aid her. but is alb
jectly squirming toward the cabin door.
Suddenly she utters a gasp of despair
and a sigh Of contempt; this great pis-
toll shot is running timidly away, fly
ing out of the cabin, though as he
passes the pile of boughs he seizes the
belt holding his two revolvers.
HE has the gold! After him." cries
Rochini
We'll knife him in a minute!'
yells Romano, and the two,
cooking their guns, fly after the das-
tard American.
But as they reach the door, the mo-
ment their athletic forms are outlined
by the blaze of the fire, two quick,
sharp pistol reports come from the out
side, and Rochini and Romano, with
out even cry, fall to the earth, inert
and dead
The smoke of Barnes revolvers issues
from them as he quietly re-enters and
says alphabetically: Il knew 1 would
not have time to grab my guns and
shoot before they'd knife me, so I imi-
tated the trick Of Jerry, the Denver
barkeeper, and ran away till 1 could
get my weapons ready"
A moment later he says: Gomez
and taking Marina carefully in his
arms, whispers: Turn your face from
them" and steps over the dead men
lying in the entrance of the cabin.
Behind him, Tomasso. following, car
rying the Americans rifle, is saying:
'Oh, you will be worshipped in this
commune for this. So many poor men
have been butchered, so many poor
women have been carried away to the
mountains by these dead devils"
But the reports have drawn others
to the spot. AS Barnes steps over the
dead men lying in the entrance of the
cabin, he suddenly says: BY heaven,
here are more of themI' puts Marina
down and would draw his revolvers
were he not seized by three athletic
young fellows who rise silently from
the shadows about them.
A clear, commanding voice remarks:
Not more of Rochini and his fellows
You have saved US the trouble of their
killing. We are the Bellacoscia. Your
pistols. stranger. have relieved us of
the execution of these rufflans we were
pursuing, who have brought discredit
on the honored name of the bandit"
And Tomasso is crying Antonio Bo-
nelli," to a man of noble bearing, who,
carbine in hand, comes into the cabin
followed by eight stalwart young men,
all armed as he is.
But the eight stalwart young men
fear the supernatural and stand back
their eyes cleaning, and one shudders:
"'Tis the ghost of old Monaldi, killed
by De Belloc's troopers two weeks
ago." For a moment they would re-
treat, but their leader laughs at them
Its flesh and blood that is kissing
my hand"
And old Tomasso says: You know
how well the troopers shoot. Do you
think they'd hit a man at two hundred
yards hiding behind rock in the
gloom of the morning?"
To this young Angoni, the nephew of
his leader, sneers: 81 know how well
the soldiers shoot. They fired at me
twice the other day." and he and his
comrades gather round Monaldi and
slap him on the back and cry: Bravo
old Tomasso! You're one of US nowr'
But the fiashing-eyed man orders:
stand back, While L question this
stranger who has done Bocognano a
service tonight"
Marina has risen, murmuring: "An-
tonic Bonelliy'
Grand DioI Mademoiselle PaoH,"
says the man, and CALAMITY sinks upon
his knee and kisses devotedly the fair
manu- llc gil cAltUuS 10 UiI0. AFTER q
moment he continues most emphatical-
ly: 1T was with sorrow that Corsica
heard that you had forgotten the oath
of the vendetta in the arms of the
English officer who killed your broth
err
THAT was not So" cries Marina.
''The English officer who shot Antonio
fell under the Egyptian guns by the
hand of God. The man / love is free
of any blood STAIN
"Ah, the murderer of your brother
fell by the hand of God. 1t is we'll
And this cavalier, is he your husband?"
ooh, no; he is an American against
whom foul wrong mas been done by
Saliceti," and introducing Barnes she
says: Tell this great bandit your
story and he viii give you Justice. He
has done SO often in Bocognano.''
Briefly the American relates the kid
mapping of his wife. and listening to
this, the Corsican says: "No outrage
against woman was ever perpetrated
in Bocognano without my avenging her,
and this crime against strange lady
ah, the hospitality of the island forbids