The Glenwood post., 1914-08-22
A Stirring Story of the
Mexican Revolution,

manhood than any to which he had
bsfoe0 beea subjected That hs be
untrue to the trust she repossA In
him nsver catered his mind for Q no
msnt With . strong mans love for
her he thought only of how he vas to
conduct her safely out of the dangers
which surrounded her.
Soldiers. miners. and refugees. men.
women. and children. every soal in
Fortuna was on the hill to see the last
Of the battle. 1t had been . crude
affair. but bravely ended. and some
thing In the dramatic suddenness Of
this victory had held all eyes to the
close. Bud and Gracia passed out OF
town unnoticed. and as soon - they
had rounded the point they spurred on
till they gained the pass.
Il knew you would come!" said
Gracia. smiling rsdianty - tAsy
paused It the fork.
-Slrsi' answered Hooker vitA his
goedrhaDseed smila. ~Coa1k - n a
anything-which way doss tAAs trail
60: do you knovr
N eoss west twelve nilss toward
ArispA" replied 0raeia ooaAAsstly.
-asl Thea II CONES into The DAia roaA
thst lsaAs 1nstA - NoGalss a.A 0eAs
6eAs ..r DID . ...#.-rf
That sounds aboat right 1ps ~.
rsp1sl Bud. -oadsdsnS ths place ~
want - AsaA 1os. anA ~ vaat - ~
there mighty quick. too. II tAaa FsS-
els VIII lst ~, IN I suass tAas's What
they'll have 70 Do whethe thay want
to or not.
They rode On together for so0s d.
tancs, the siEi seemingly oeafvi0as Of
the dangers which su1oanAsd ~.
and Hooker watching carefully for ~
cry sign oe di0culty. rr.Ia. a
What = there up herss- i,s1iFsd
Bud. pointing At fainter trail that
led of toward the north. This coun
try IL new to me. Don't know. oh!
Well, II vo followed that trail we'd
run into them rebels, anyway. % We
might ~ we'll go to The west. u your
saddle all right! Wen hit II up thea
I'D like to strike . road before
dark" a. -H ..-a
They hurried on. following . we'll
marked trail that alternately climbed
ridges and descended into arrOyos.
until finally it dropped down into .
precipitous canon whers . swollen
stream rusheA and habAleA and. while
they still watched expectantly for the
road. the evening quickly pAsssd.
They had no opportunity for conver-
sation, for the trail was too narrow
to permit Of their riding side by side.
Bud was thinking not only of the dan
gers that surrounded them. but of this
errand on which he vas engaged. and
what the end Of it meant to him.
First the slanting rays of the sun
struck fire from the high yellow crags.
then the fire faded and the sky glowed
an opal then, through dark blues
and puppies the heavens turned to
black above them and all the stars
came out. Thousands of frogs made
the canyon resound with their throaty
songs and strange animals crashed
through the brush at their approach
DuS Bull IlOoACl otoyC0 Ia ehC oeSAAAS
and Gracia followed on behind.
II she had thought in her dreams Of
an easier journey she made NO com
ment now and, outside OF stopping tc
cinch up her saddle, Bud seemed hard
| ly to know she was there. The trai
was not going to suit hint edge<
! on too Tar to the southland yet. In tht
TROPICAL darkness, he could not search
out new ways to 60.
At each fork he paused to light {
match. and whichever way the mule
tracks went he went also, for pack
mules would take the main trail. Fo
two hours and more they followed OF
down the stream and then Hooke
stopped his horse.
You might Is we'll get down an,
rest a WHILE" he said quietly. ''Thi
trail is no good-it's taking US south
Well let our horses feed until tn
moon comes up and I'll try to wor
north by landmarks"
"Oh-are we LOST" gasped Gracia
dropping stifny to the ground. But @
course We are" she added. I've bee
thinking SO for some time" re.
oh, that's all right" observe
Hooker philosophically; Il don't min
being lost As long rs I know wheE
I'm at. Well ride back until We q
out Of this dark canyon and then T.
lay line due north"
, They sat for q time in the darl
ness while their horses champed {
, the rich grass and then, unable to kee
down her nerves, Gracia declared for
/ start. A vision Of angry pursuers ros
! up in her mind-of Manuel del Re
! and his keen-eyed rurales, hot upo
, their trail-and 1t would not let b,
, rest
I Nor was the vision entirely the T
suit Of nervous Imagination. for the
. had lost half the advantage of the