The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-08-17

emily sne sprang upon great powder
and waved her veil at the oncoming
machine.
It's father!" she called back ex-
citedly over her shoulder. It's IA
Their! We sha'n't have to wait after
all for the chauffeur to get back"
kynaston laughed frankly at her
look of dismay as she realized how
what she had said must sound to the
young cavalryman.
I'm sorry you're so anxious to get
away so soon, Miss Upton. I'll go
and give your father a hand with his
machine"
Mr.. Upton needed no help. He ran
MS machine up to the bottom of the
slope and swinging out came forward
with outstretched hand.
Breakdown, Ell? I'm glad it hap
pened where you could help them.
Kynaston. You never met my daugh-
ter before, did you? You girls will
know enough to take my advice next
time. I'll take you on now, and the
machine can wait till the man gets
back.
If you ever get a chance, Kynas-
ton, come over to the Santa Cruz
mine. Well be glad to see you. What
are you going to do with all your
plumber that see here?"
Kynaston told him that he would
have to send messenger that night
to the nearest telegraph station with
a dispatch asking what to do with the
valuables that he had captured.
In the meantime" he added, 81
suppose I'll have to sit on the bell
here, if it is as valuable as the padre
says"
What bell?"
Kynaston and Dorothy explained to-
| gether.
Let's see it, cried Mr. Upton ex-
citedly.
So Kynaston for the second time
that morning unwrapped the mass of
dirty rags and displayed to the won
dering eyes of the miner the green
glories of that wonderful bell. Upton
drew his breath hard.
I've heard of 1t all my life down
here in Mexico, but never believed
| it. / wonder if it can be bought from
the shrine?"
He asked the question of the priest
| The old man shook his head emphati-
| cally.
There be many things senior, that
money cannot buy, and this bell Is one
of them. It was the price of life
| Montezuma's life, that was afterward
taken by his own subjects, so 1t is
said, at the time the Spaniards held
the city of Tenochtitlan. Money can
not buy it, senior. trust to the we'll
known honor of the American to re-
store it to the shrine"
You shall wait here with me,
padre" said Kynaston sympathetical-
| ly. till hear from headquarters, and
then l will set you on your way
What? Going?"
For Upton was holding out his hand,
and Mrs. Fame and Dorothy were
J waiting to say farewell.
He watched the whirl of the red
dust down the road, rejecting sadly
on the fact that all the pleasant things
of life are transitory. And through
his thoughts there glinted the SHIN
mering gold of Dorothy Upton's hair.
Suddenly breaking off his reverie.
he turned to the first sergeant
Send a man to the nearest tele.
graph station" he ordered. I've got
a message for headquarters"
Within few minutes the man was
rapidly trotting off on his twenty-mile
errand. Kynaston spent the next two
hours in chat with the old priest, who
was a golden talker So the moments
passed quickly till the rapid drumming
of hoofs on the trail told of the return
of the messenger.
He handed Kynaston a letter.
Il got the adjutant general him
self, sir, and he answered right away"
Kynaston tore open the envelope
and read:
| Kynaston. Cavalry
! Keep possession of valuables till Of
ficer arrives to receipt TO you for IL. He
will come tomorrow
/ Jephson, Adjutant General.
Thank goodness, that will take the
responsibility off my shoulders. he
! commented as he swung a couple of
the heavy Navajo blankets over the
extra cot to make resting place for
the old priest, who sank heavily to
rest
/ Kynaston passed out of the tent to
see to his horses.