Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-02-15
CHAPTER XXX-(Continued).


IS hard luck" said Lieber. The
s.r,. never been so low before-not
nv, ,r,orv of man. We do not hear
? po ~. onv more, The river is asleep.
ths i'.,' ont me to send my men down
,raln7" .,s aorrv mt dom,
man nv the ditch any more. It's
daFe n,ow o,oth the normal level now.
FN Stirred. whats that about
sitn. .,.surrled phrases and low voice
H. Y vi" iold him the history of Fazenda
bs. .., since Gerry's advent ana Oh the
fo y. oart the ditch had played IN brlng-
~ S,ssurrection to the abandoned planta-
as a.. md life to the nelghoorlng STOCK.
udn ~ oost n curious glance at Gerry.
Ash Asons s husiness," he said, "fooling
'pahse.'S passs. normal level in flood country"
Flh Wy nodded and went on. He told
hev ryoll. He had seen more than
h wy sorid have put into words, Gerry
0'ly Sor while but he soon wearied.
issaLod ali that to do with him now?
nls..ndered ~. off and started to saddle
he i,iue He must get away from
llue Alan was drawing him but he
AaI a,,nd in chains. He must remember
Fas OOT T,ben too. what Alan had said
la-, ,ooling with the normal level wor-
is,r, i% He must go back and station
s,ard at the great slutce-gate.
sudden puff of air, then n breeze,
caIe swept down on Liebcr'C
w ~, tho southwest. The wind was hot,
iVn a,.sace blast from the torrid wilder
.u II carried with it swirls of dust,
gss, n. ary sticks, and finally, small peb-
~ s ,hat burtled along the ground. Gerry
W. ", Me horse sought shelter by the
s"s,o Herders came running cut from
.s,,, ouarters and gathered in front of
~ veranda. The wind suddenly turned
y, dropped and ceased. The dust set
,I,d The sun blazed as before. There
sss not cloud in the sky. The herders
" lacked at Lieber. They did not talk.
They we're waiting.
rieber shrugged his shoulders. Some
,hsrp" he said with n wave of his hand
y tbe southwest, there has been rain
,rd hail and that sort OF thing. Tenn
.,rahire fell and drove the hot air off the
Isert" He told the men but they did
sot 70 away. They stood around, their
MS sweeping the horizon to the south
Tcst. AZ last one of them grunted. His
.vts we're fixed on n distant pillar of
dnet IL came lOWdluS lutlll' lAltDtI
nssd his feldglasses. without taking
them from his eyes he spoke. ITS
man riding Looks like he's riding for
lie Something is up. He's riding to
tIl his horse"
As the man approached. dull rumbling
aIled the ears of the watchers. So grad
usl was its crescendo that they did not
notice 1t. The rider spurred and beat
his horse to final effort. They could
ve he was shouting. He drew nearer
and they heard him, "F'lood! Flood"
Became a roar Far away on the horizon
pse white advancing mist. The rider
rolled off his staggering horse. "The
food" he gasped. Never before has
there been such a flood"
Before the words were out of his mouth
there was frenzied rattle of hoofs and
Gerry on True Blue tore off in a mad
gallop down the trail towards Fazenda
Flores
Almost at his heels followed the first
mounted of the herders. riding all they
knew to cut across to Piranhas ahead of
the wall of water.
Lsbers eyes followed Gerry's fight.
Then he turned them on Alan. THAT