The daily Alaskan., 1911-11-01
A Consignment of Wine 
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 father was a wine merchant there Having more fancy for an out of door life than a counting room. persuaded him to give me a position in hls busi- ness of buyer. l traveled through the grape growing districts and bought wine at the vineyards.
 One day was trnvellng CD horse back over the southern slope of the mountains when heard voice:
 "HaltI"
 The first Idea that came Into my head was that 1 was stopped by a brirand. and was right
 "I must trouble yua. seu0r. io clasp your hands on the top of your bead
 A brigsnd Jumped over wall and. holding a gun In the hollow os bis arm. came toward me le wore the costume of the country. which Is picturesque. and hnd devil may care way with him He asked me Co hand him a weapon carried nt my hip, keeping me covered meanwhile and his eye fixed on mine. that De might detect in time any indica lion of a purpose Co use it. A soon as be had possession Of it be told me to proceed. conducting me to camp where a dozen men were lounging.
 From papers on my person the brig ands discovered thAt was the son Of a rich wine merchant in Madrid and resolved to demand a large ransom for my return. The mun who captured me went out in search Of some one to carry the message to my father and returned with a peasant girl about twenty years of age wrote a note to my father. giving m account of my capture. informing him of the amount that must be paid for my release IT it were not sent by the girl ] would be Killed requested that she be well paid for carrying the message Before she departed ] heard the cap tain of the hand tell her that if she in any way aided In an attempt to rescue me or in an attack on the band she aud all her family would he killed
 knew nothing Ihst WIS passing in her mind and supposed that she would not dare to give any information that would teop8rdlze the hrigsBds. knew my father would pay the ran som. though The amount was SO large that it might ruin him financially. But I was very much deceived by the girl The day after her departure. ct 2 o'clock in the morning, the only senti nel Of the camp was stabbed in the hack and every sleeping brieHnd jumped upon by a soldier and piuioned before he could usp weapon. The band had long been tho terror Of that region. and the girl had resolved to risk the saCriace of herself and her family Co rid the country Of them She knew every foot of ground about their camp and had guided the soldiers eu ubTluc them to surprise the brigands They were tnken to the capital tried and every one of them executed
 This was just before one Of those revolutions by which my country has been SO often disturbed. The uprising was unsuccessful. and the government determined Co strike such terror into ihc revolutionIsts that they would not repeat the attempt One morning a girl came Co sec mo whom ' at once recognized as Pepitt. who hnd been Instrumental in destroying the brig andS
 The girl told me that her betruthed. Jose Sanchez. hnd bFen implicated in the revolution and had been taken in arms against thc government lie had been lu prison in Madrid and she had by a rusc effected bis escape. Rut she was unable Co get bim out Of tho cap. ital Every exit was closely guarded. and as Sanchez had been one of the ringleadcrs in the rebellion the govern mcnt wns making every effort to recap lure him pcnitn begged me to aid him Co leave the city
 Where Is he nowT' asked
 Hiding in a sewer"
 ~Can you bring him to our store house tonlghty
 "I can try"
 That night [ went 70 tho storehouse. and Sanchez disguised in Pepitn's frock and hcadCear. which partly GOV cred bis face. came Go. ! hnd every thing arranged The vehicle by which I proposed to take him past the guards was a wine cask. | bnd one prepared for him and In the morning put him Into it with sufficient provisions Co guard against hunger A tenn was driven up Co the storchouse and load ed with a number of casks of port wine One of the casks contained the living body or Jose Sanchez rolled It on to the wagon myself. that lts contents should not bp injured. Then { got up beside the driver, and we started to carry the wine out of the ciy.
 On arriving at the post where all persons going out we're critically ex- amIned. the officer scrutinized me and the driver critically. He even thump- cd on the casks that be might judge