The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1911-05-04
Three Episodes and a Climax
By M. ]. PHILLIPS
Copyright 1917. by Associated Literary Press)

A line OF Dlue-SnlfteQ men came
yelling over the entrenchments The
Spaniards swarmed out the other
side in haste. Capt. Louis Olfaro Of
tho Royal Twenty-ninth infantry was
the last TO leave. Before he had re-
treated far he found himself engaged
In a saber duel with an American
who pursued.
The American wore the yellow cord
of the cavalry. and his hat was
pinned upon one side. He swung his
huge saber with fierceness and skill
Captain Olfaro, swordsman Of note
In old Madrid, was hard put to 1t to
defend himself
The Spanlard took heart OF grace
when he saw that the odds had turned
The other Americans had stopped at
the trenches, a hundred yards in rear
Of the duel. One OF the captains own
men paused long enough in his flight
10 fire point blank at the American.
The bullet merely gave the Amer
cans hat more rakish tilt than be-
lore; but it also distracted his at
.ention. Captain Olfaro struck quick
ly and gave his adversary a cash
across the right forearm. Then, with
cruel smile. he prepared to kill at
his leisure.
But the American was not ready
TO die. The grazing bullet and the
slash simply spurred him to renewed
efforts. He leaped at the Spanlard
like a mountain cat; his blade flick.
cred bewideringly in the hot Cuban
sunlight. Olfaro. in doubt, gave
ground.
"Yow-yow-yow. whe-e-e-eee!" the
Americans battlecry, a high-pitched
yell OF sheer delight in conflict,
broke out.
1t was more than the Spaniard
could stand It told Of a strength Of
fiber, an unconquered determination,
which he could not match.
He turned suddenly and ran In
blind panic he threw away his ma
chete as he fed
"Whe.e-e-e-eel" roared the Ameri-
can again. Run, you plker, rum"
Doris" said Jack Burnham, Third,
as he sat Oh the stairs, there's some.
thing want to say. II It isn't said
pretty soon, I'll be ashamed to open
my mouth Why, I'm a doddering
old mani"
you poor old thing!" scoffed pret
ty Doris Van Glider; you're all Of
thirty-two."
q know; but you're only about
twenty"
I'm nearly twenty-two" flashed
The indignant Doris
Well"
But just then Tommy Buttersly
claimed his dance
The next day there was furry
on the street, and Jack Burnham
lost all his money After waiting
two months for him to call and finish
the conversation, Doris went away.
Senorita Isabella y'Nogales, fellow
Of Vassar college, and well versed in
things American, from fourth dlmen-
ton to college friendships and fudge,
sat on the porch of her plantation
home, province of Santa Clara. Cuba.
The planter whose tobacco fields
Joined her own vast estate on the
south half reclned in a long chair.
third chair beside the senorita in.
dicated that the party which was now
two recently had been three.
A frown crossed the planters face
when he looked up to see a man con.
fronting them-a man with tanned
face, wide shoulders and slim hips.
His khaki clothes were dust.covered
His light shirt rolled open at the
neck
The planter was an arlstocrat, ac-
customed to crushing or ignoring
those without money or position. and
SO, after an insolent glance, he fin
lshed what he was saying: "And |
have decided to marry her. She ia
American, but handsome. And her
father has much gold" He spoke In
Spanish.
AS for the senorita, she gave lit
lie shrug of disapproval or doubt
A moment, senor," she replied.
Then, In English. to the man on the |
palmfringed walk: What is it?"
"A drink of water, If you will be
so kind"
The tap of bell brought a black
servant While he was gone for the |
water, the senorita, who had imbibed |
democratic ideas at college, motioned |
the man to be seated She studied !
him, at first casually, then with in.
terest.
He was Americana; one could tell
that by the set of the shoulders, the
polse OF the head, the firm, humor-
Gus mouth. She spoke with quick
resolve Perhaps the senor desires
work?"
The mans face lighted as he an.
swered: Yes"
1 have a place, as overseer. II
you could speak Spanish"
what are yqp thinking of, seno.
rlta| broke in the planter, harshly.
The man is an Americana tramp.
ne VIII rob you, or worse"
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