Omaha daily bee., 1916-08-16
The Secret tbs +, Submarine
By E. Alexander Powell
F1snes ~ .ss % ~ " ~ ~ c.pyrishs 1915 S E. H.s.sd.I

and Morton, his hands bound, was
hoisted into the saddle. Olga and
her captors having now come up, the
entire party turned into the canyon,
After an hour of brisk riding the
steadily increasing roughness of the
country compelled the bandits to
slacken their pace to walk, at which
gait they continued until long after
darkness had fallen. At last, when
Olga and Morton were reeling in
their saddles from exhaustion, they
entered a small, rock-walled valley,
through which ran mountain
stream, and the leader of the party,
drawing rein, gave signal to dis
mount.
We're goin' to stop here until
mornin'," he said, approaching his
two captives. Here's a couple of
blankets for you. If you don't try
! to get away you won't be hurt : =
but II you make a break, God help
you"
DO you think there is any chance
of our being rescued?" whispered
Olga to Morton, as she tried to wrap
her aching body in the blanket.
They must have started search
ing for us when we didn't show up
at the ranch for supper" he answered
gloomily, "but they won't have any
means Of knowing which way we
have gone"
Eyes, they will" she whispered. II
thought OF that and, when we re-
turned up the canyon, cropped my
handkerchief on the ground without
the bandits noticing"
Good work." commended Morton
When supper time at the ranch
came and went without the return
of Olga and Morton, their host be-
came worried, and when darkness
fell and there were still no signs Of
them. his worry changed to down
right alarm. He was, in fact, on the
point of ordering out a searching
party when his fears were confirmed
by cowboy who pulled his reekinl
pony to its launches before thu
ranch house door.
THE feller and the girl that's beer
stayln' here" he began breathless
ly.
"Yes, yes" interrupted Ellsworth
What about them"
"Carrillo's got 'emr
"Are you sure" the ranch owne'
demanded.
Hell, of course I'm sure" the COW
boy snorted. Didn't see it hap
Lpeni"
(Which way did they goF' demand
ed Ellsworth, buckling on a cartridg'
belt and revolver.
"Up the Costilla canyon" the COW
boy answered.
"Its Carrillo's gang, right enough,
said Ellsworth, "and it'll take som,
hard riding Il we are going to eatcl
up with them" .
Half an hour later Ellsworth, fol
lowed by score of cowboys arme'
to the teeth, was Gathering up tn
valley toward the mouth of the Cos
tilla canyon. At the head of the can
yon,. however, the pursuers wer
compelled to pause, for from thi
point two trails led into the noun
tains and, in the darkness, 1t was I'm
. possible to tell which Of them tn
!, bandits and their captives had takei
As they were discussing the duestio
one of the cowboys spied somethin
white lying on the ground. 1t was
woman's handkerchief.
"We're on the right trail, boys,
cried Ellsworth.
The first faint light Of dawn wa
gliding the peak Of the Sierras whe
Olga and Morton were roughly avail
ened by their captors and ordered
mount. As the little cavalcade slowl
made its way up the trail, which ha
now become extremely steep, riff
! shot rang out amid the trees below.
! second shot followed and then al
: other. Five minutes later one of tn
bandits who had been acting as real
guard came hurrying up. Around HI
j, head was twisted handkerchief o
which was a splotch Of crimson.
!. "The punchersl" he gaspe'
. They're right behind us--twenty {
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