Rocky Ford enterprise., 1908-04-10
raing a, the inn of Gu.sao. ! hop.

~arains at the inn of GuAsno. hops
you got IT,"
-where did they take my uifsc
'-Tha, | shalt not seif.yoa-7at lsest.
not without a briLe, Shall ! have a
farewell kiss for the information'"
Never" = :. I
-oh. Bur,on. don't kill mel" she
gasps. for Harness hand. In his agony
and rage. is nearly ON her white throat
''Pish. you are not worth IT," au
Uneompromisinsly he tears himself
from her and commands: Tell me
where will ind her now: tell me so
that can go back to her and dare TO
Kiss my ~ife's lips. knowing that am
true to her, rhink-think what you
once wers when your father and moth
er In Ohio loved you and believed In
their little Girl. By heaven. ! know
there Is good In you. Saiiy-oniy let Il
come out. lust this time" he entreais.
Just tell me where I can md my dai-
ling. 50 thar ! can rescue her In time.
for you know these are villains who
have stolen her from me-"
A being Of impulse. Ia Beile Black
Wood wrings her hands. her head
droops and she sobs: Then. Burton.
III forgive you and tell you. There is
little good In me-l'ii tell you all ]
know OF your bride. which is very
little. I think the road they took her
war north ~ the path that ws fol.
lowed. Bur where Enid is. know
not" !"
Then saiiee,. III tear II from
him H-PE 49,
Il hardly think he can cell you. Ills
followers were strangely frishlrncd
young men demanded your bride. from
them. and as an evasion, substituted
me-" Then. notin. the fearful look
on barnes face. she cries: ''i,on's
waste your time here: ask tho man
who knows" aE.ss rs..s
"Ah."
.cipriano paneiia. The head Of this
affair didn't want You To IND hor--noi
until they Killed you. II Il were possi
BILE. Oh, this CorsIcan count who Is
playing with you In u great mnn-noi
n boy" EFr q
This Is all you eau tell mes Is II
the truth"
Yes. as God will never forgive me
ycs.'' =.
Very WELL; says barnes. Il thank
you for the Information. will nov
see that yougc, out Of Corsica safely
How"
My friend. the great Bciiacoscia
will do II for me. .
"a.
me from Corsica? Diabic. the ma.
nihccnt bandi'--that would he an nd
venture laughs the volatile lady mir
lily. The fcrocious bandit have rcat
Of! This i;cilacoscia who kills gen
dnrm,ss as II they were flies! That,
greater than even pork packer. Z
cattle man or u Count Danciia. ISM
Il? ! thank you for the bandit. Mr.
Barnes"
Barnes runs down the stairs ant
steps out upon the porch. ~
A happy.faced young man will
eiatcd air and dnst.covcred clothes l,
spurring hastily up the avenue. "a nn
tive boy troiting beside him. Seeini
the American. he calls out: Glad I,
hear you and Enid are again yard
arm to yardarm: though you look love
sick enough. Barnes OF New York.
Awaking with n start. Burton looki
at him and gasps. Edwin, you here
Easy enough. found a letter lcf
with Lady Chartris' housekeeper b!
my wife TO be delivered to me thii
morning. which told me Marina hat
come to Bocognano. So rushed Int,
Nice. by good luck l found Aling
hams yacht was coming straight IL
Ajaccio. For my sake he put OF
steam. made the % miles up here
from the Corsican capital on a horse
arriving before they extinguished tn.
lights in the inn. There they told me
of my noble wife and how Marina's
words had banished our vendetta from
Bocognano."