The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1908-11-13
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got a hole In you now! Get GOWN
"You make me tired, Claiborne. This
beautiful row will all be over In few
minutes. never intended 10 waste
much time on those fellows when !
got them where I wanted them"
His left arm hung quite limp at his
side, and his face was very white. He
had dropped his rife in the road at the
moment the ball struck his shoulder,
but he still carried his revolver. He
nodded to Oscar, and they both gal
loped forward over the open ground,
| making straight for the cedar covert
Claiborne was instantly up and
away between the two riders. Their
bold advance evidently surprised the
| trio beyond the barricade, who shouted
hurried commands to one another as
they distributed themselves along the
wall and awaited the onslaught. Then
| they grew still and lay low out Of
sight as the silent riders approached.
| The hoofs OF the onrushing horses
rang now and then on the harsh out
cropping rock and here and there
struck fire. Armitage sat erect and
steady in his saddle, his horse speed
ing on in great bounds toward the bar
ricade. His lips moved in a curious
stiff fashion, as though he were Ill,
| muttering:
"For Austria For Austria He
babe me do something for the empire!'
Beyond the cedars the trio held their
fire, watching with fascinated eyes the
| two riders, every instant drawing clos
er, and the runner who followed them.
"They can't jump this! They'll veer
off before they get herew shouted
Chauvenet to his comrades. wait
till they check their horses for the
turn"
Eve are fools. They have got us
trapped" And Durand's hands shook
as he restlessly fingered a revolver.
, The big Servian crouched on his knees
near by, his finger on the trigger Of
his rifle. All three were hatless and
unkempt. The wound in Zmai's scalp
I; had broken out afresh, and he had
| twisted a colored handkerchief about 1t
| to stay the bleeding. A hundred yards
AWAY the waterfall splashed down the
defile, and its faint murmur reached
them. A wild dove rose ahead Of Ar
d, mitage ard few straight before him
over the Ea:r!cade. The silence grew
tense as the horses galloped nearer.
| The men behind the cedar lined wall
heard only the hollow thump Of hoofs
20
/ .age and Oscar to warn them Of his
whereabouts.
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! Bot the eyes Of the three consplra-
tors were fixed on Armitage. 1t was
his life they sought. The others did
| not greatly matter. And 80 John Ar
mitage rode across the little plain where
the lost legion had camped for a year
| ut the end Of great war, and as he
rode on the defenders Of the bowlder
barricade saw his white face and noted
the useless arm hanging and swaying
and felt in spite of themselves the
strength Of his tall, erect figure.
Chauvenet, watching the silent rider,
said aloud, speaking in German, SO
that Zmai understood:
1T Is in the blood. He Is like a
king"
| But they could not hear the words
that John Armitage kept saying over
| and over again as he crossed the field:
HE babe me do something for Aus.
TRAITOR Austrian
"He is brave. but he Is a great fool
| When he turns his horse we will fire
on him." said Zmai.
Their eyes were upon Armitage, and
in their intentness they failed to note
the increasing pace Of Oscars horse
which was squirting slowly ahead
When they saw that he would first
make the sweep which they assumed