The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1911-04-16

DO you love me just the same, Old
girlY' asked the Kid, hunting for bis
cigarette papers.
always the same, little one" sald
Touta, her dark eyes lingering upon
tim.
u must 60 over to Fink S. said the
Eid rising. tor some tobacco.
thought bad another sack IN my
roar. ~ ~" back il q quarter OF 40
bour
"Ilasrn. said Tona, and tel me
bow tun4 Shall ! caiI yOn my own THIS
time VIII von bp gone again t"mor
rov. leaving ne TO grove. OF Will you
be longer With your ToniaY
"Oh. might stay two or three days
this trip" said the Kid. yawDing. "IYe
been on the dodge for month and
Id like to rest up"
He was gone half an hour for bis TO-
bacco When be returned TOnia was
still lying IN the hammock.
At midnight q bOrseman rode into
the rangers camp, blazing bis way by
noisy "halloes" to indicate a pacific
others turned Out to investigate the
row. The rider announced himself to
be Domingo Sales from the Lone wolf
Crossing He bore letter for Senior
Sandridge Old Luisa. the iavandera.
had persuaded him to bring 1t, be said.
Der SOD GregOrio being too Ill of
fever to ride.
Sandridge lighted the camp lantern
and read the letter. These were its
words:
Dear One-He has come. Hardly had
you ridden away when he came out OF the
pear. When he first talked he SAID ne
would stay three days or more Then as
ii grew later he was like a wolf or FOX
and walked about without rest, looking
and listening Soon he said he must leave
before daylight when II Is dark and still
est and then he seemed to suspect that
I be not true to him. He looked at me so
strange that | am frightened / swear 10
him that love him. his own Tonia- Last
of all he said / must prove to MIN l am
true He thinks that even now men are
waiting to XIII MIN as he rides from my
house To escape he says he will dress in
my clothes my red skirt and the blue
waist 1 wear and the brown manttlla over
the head. and thus ride away. But before
that he says that 1 must put on his
clothes. his pantaIones and camisa ana
hat and ride away on his horse from the
1acai as tar as the big road beyond the
crossing and back again. Ihls before ne
goes. SO ne can tell If | am true and II
| men are hidden to shoot him. 1t Is a ter
| ribIe thing AID hour before daybreak this
| is to be- Come. my dear one. and Kill this
| man and take me for your Ion1a. DO
| not try to take hold OF him alive. but Kill
! him quickly. Knowing all. you should DO
| that. You must come long before the
| time and hide yourself in the little shed
| neal the tacai where the wagon and sad
! dies are kept 1t is dark in there lie
| will wear my red skirt and blue waist and
! brown mantilia / send you a hundred
Kisses. Come surely and shoot quickly
ana straight. Thine own TUNA
Sandridge quickly explained to bis
men the official part of the missive.
The rangers protested against his go
ing alone
"I'u get him easy enough" said the
lieutenant 1.-The girls got him trap
ped. And don't even think he'll get
the drop on me"
Sandrfdge saddled bis horse and
rode to the Lone Wolf Crossing. He
tied bis big dun in a clump OF brush
on the arroyo, took his Winchester
from its scabbard and carefully ap-
preached the Perez jacaL There was
only the half of a high moon drifted
over by ragged, milk white guilt
clouds.
The wagon shed was an excellent
place for ambush. ana the ranger got
inside it safely. In the black shadow
of the brush shelter in front of the
1acal be could see horse tied and
hear him impatiently paving the bard
trodden earth.
He waited almost an hour before
two figures came out of the JacaL
One in mans clothes quickly mounted
the horse and galloped past the Wagon
shed toward the crossing and village
and then the other figure. In skirt
waist and mantilla over its head. step
ped out into the faint moonlight, gaZ
ing after the rider. cambridge though
he would take his chance then before
, Tonia rode back. He fancied sh'
might not care to see It
, '"rhrow up your handsP' he ordereC
} loudly. stepping out OF the wagon sne'
! with bis Winchester at his shoulder.
, There was a quick turn of the &c
. ure. but no movement TO obey, SO tn
ranger pumped in the bullets-one-
: two-three-and then twice more. TO
you never could be too sure Of bring
E ing down the Cisco Kid. There wa
q no danger of missing at ten PAGES
} even In that half moonlight.
!. The old ancestor, asleep on his blaI
r ket. was awakened by the shots. Lii
2 tening further, be heard a great CT
r from some man in mortal distress {
anguish and rose up. grumb'ing q
the disturbing ways OF moderns.
l The tail, red ghost of man burs
O into the jacal, reaching one hant
d shaking like tule reed, for the Ial
| tern hanging on its nail. The otht
d spread a letter on the table.
Look at this letter. PerezP' erie
@ the man. who wrote itP'
e "Ah. Diosl 1t is Senior Sandridge
5 mumbied the old man. approachin
: | 1punS senior that letter was write