Catoctin clarion., 1911-04-20


clear weather He seemed to tllumi.
nate the shadow of the pear when he
smiled. as Though the sun were rising
again The men she had known had
been small and dark. Even the Kid.
In spite of his achievements. was
stripping no larger than herself. With
black straight hair and a cold marble
face that chilled the MONDAY
AS for Tonia though she sends de-
scrtption to the poorhouse. let her
make II millionaire of your fancy Her
blue black hair smoothly divided In
the middle and bound close TO her
head. and her large eyes. full OF the
Latin melancholy. gave her the Ma
donna touch
The newly lighted sun god asked
foI drink of water Tonia brought
II from the red jar hanging under the
brush shelter. Sandridge considered
II necessary to dismount so as to
lessen the trouble Of her miniStratiOns.
! play no spy nor do assume to
master the thoughts OF any human
heart. but l assert oy the chronicler's
right that before quarter OF an hour
had sped Sandridge was tea' hing her
how to plait a six strand rawhide
stake rope
In his camp by the water hole Lieu.
tenant Sandridge announced and reit.
Grated his intention OF either causing
the Cisco Kid to nibblp the black loan
of the Frio country prairtes or OF hal.
ing him before Judge and jury.
That sounded bnstn-sSlike. Twice
week he rode over to the Lone Wolf
Crossing ot the t'rio and directed To-
MAS slim slightly lemon tinted In
gers among the intricacies OF the slow
~ growing lariata. A six strand plait
is hard TO learn and easy to teach.
The ranger knew that he might find
the Kid there at any visit BE Kept
his armament ready and had fire.
qnent eye for the pear thicket at the
rear of the jacal. Thus be might
bring down the Kite and the numming
bird with one stone.
While the sunny haired ornitholo
gist was pursuing his studies the Cts
co Kid was also attending to bis pro
fessional duties. He mQodily shot up
saloon in small COW village on
Quintana creek. killed the town mar
shall. plugging him neatly In the cen
ter Of his tin hadge. and then rode
away. morose and unsatisfied.
On his way the Kid suddenly expert
pnced the yearnlng that all men feel
when wrongdOing loses tts keen edge
OF delight He yearned for the wo
man he loved to reassure him that she
was hts In spite OF It He wanted ner
to call his blorhthirstiness bravery and
his cruelty devotion.
The KID turned the speckied roan's
head up the ten mile pear nat that
stretches along the Arroyo Houdo un
til 1t ends at the Lone Wolf Crossing
OF the Frio.
More weird and lonesome than the
Journey of an Amazonian explorer ID
the ride of one through Texas pear
fat 10 be lost in the pear If to die
almost the death Of the tnlet or rne
cross. pierced by nails and with gro
tesque shapes Of all the bends hover
ing about
But It was not 80 WITH the kid ana
tts mount Winding twisting. CIR
cling, tracing the most fantastic apo
bewilderlng trail ever plcked out. the
good roam lessened the distance to the
Lone Volt Crossing with every coll
and turn that he made.
As though ne we're In circus ring
the speckled roam wheeled AND danced
through the labyrinth OF pear until a.
length his rider knew by certain land
marks that the Lone Wolf Crossing
was close at hand. Then. where the
pear was thinner. he caught sight OF
the grass roof of the jacai auu the
blackberry tree on the edge OF the ar
royo. A few yards farther the kid
stopped the roam and gaZed intentiy
through the prickly openings Then
he dismounted. dropped the roan's
reins and proceeded on foot
The Kid crept noiselessiy to the very
edge OF the pear thicket and reronnoi
tered between the leaves OF ciump Of
cactus.
Ten yards from his hiding place In
the shade of the Jacai sal his ronia
calmly plating a rawhide lariat So
far she might surely escape condemns
ton; women have been known fIOm
time to time to engage In more mis-
chievous occupations, But II all must
be told there Is to be added that her
head reposed against the broad and
comfortable chest Of q tall req and
yellow man and that his arm was
about her, guiding her nimhle small
fingers that required so man! essons
at the Intricate six strand piait
Sandridge glanced quickly at the
dark mass of pear when he heard
slight squeaking sound that was NOT
altogether unfamiliar. A gun scah
bard will make that sound when one
grasps the haudle of six shooter sud
denly. But the sound was not repeat
ed. and Tomas fingers needed close
attention.
And then. In the shadow of death
they began TO talk of their love. and tn
the still July afternoon every word
reached the ears of the Kid.
Remember. them" said Tonia. Won
must not come again until | send for
you. Soon he will be here. A vague
ro at the tienda said today be saw
him on the Guadalupe three days ago
When he is that near be always
comes. II he comes and finds you mere
he will kill you. so. for my sake. You
must come no more until l send you
the word"
"All right" said the ranger "And
then whatT'
.And thap sptd rho Girl "yOu muSt