The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1917-09-24

Now he was becoming hateful |
Dear one, I shall not hold you !
against your wishes. You will remain |
with me of your own free will, will |
you not?"
I could no longer bear him but /
what could do? I was his prisoner,
his chattel slave. I would not have
argued with him longer but r was
desperate. In my excitement I for
got and tried to appeal to his man |.
illness. do you consider this manly |
to hold woman against her wishes?"
Upon this he again smiled I'D I |
was about to scream in terror when |
he said: "Nosdear one, am not deal |
ing with woman, I am dealing with |
a special envoy. from your country, |
proposing to me that I become your
ally and attack our neighbor. Villa
will never keep a woman by force;
that is not Villa. have an American
friend for whom I have sent. He,
perhaps, will take you away some-i
where to America. Do not fear him.
He is q. good man. He will conduct
you safely to your friends"
I ,coud not understand what he
| meant. However, as he said these
words began to see that the savage
| Villa was now a true man. He was
very indignant that suspected any
! thing wrong of him. Although Villa
claimed that he was not considering
me as a woman but an Ambassador.
yet did not understand what he in
/ tended to do with me and why he
wanted to hand me over to his tAner-
| lean friend
| / was frightened now, and more
frightened when was taken to a hor
rible little hut and locked in there
with only a candle for light. It was
a sordid place with but two little
nooms. and no window. Try as I
would, could find no way Of escape.
Even If did succeed in escaping from
| this hut where could go? Why did
Villa wish to keep me in that miser-
able hut, was he after my money? But
all my money and my. papers were
still with me and neither Villa nor his
men had touched them. Then why
did he wish to keep me there? These
thoughts were torturing my mind.
Who was his American friend? Is he,
perhaps, one of his chiefs?
i How long I sat there weeping I
can never tell. The candle burned it
! self out, and the place was as dark
by day as by night. Once only some-
body came and unlocked the door, let
ting in the daylight, and supplying.
me with a fresh candle and meal of
i fried maize cakes, with a. meat stew.
and some rough wine which I could
not drink.
i In the end was aroused from the
j stupor into which I had fallen by
somebody violently bursting the door,
A man rushed in and seized me IN his
arms. u
i "Quiet," he whispered in English
that had a decided German accent,
I | fdxzoI1 11 81 ~-fer -xrr,c
might again, and outside were drawn
up two motor cars. My rescuer plac-
. ed me in one f these, and soon we
were speeding away to the American
4 borderr.
! My rescuer was sitting beside me in
J the motor car. I was completely in
terror. He must be the American
2 Villa spoke of. But what did he in
tend to do with me? Where was ne
: taking me?
Where are you taking me?" I in
! quired Of my captor-rescuer.'
: Without hesitation he answered.:
f"Be quiet, you are in the hands of
, friends. That savage Villa was nego-
> tiating with an American officer for
the purpose of handing you over to
the American authorities. He is try
8 ing to show to the Americans that he
5 is still friendly with them. Villa says
, that you have some important docu-
t ment that it would do the Americans
4 good to know"
: Then you are taking me away,
I you have stolen me from Villa so that
0 you do not have to pay that savage
e and treacherous dog for his services
t for betraying me to your hands 2" ]
f half cried and half shouted.
81 am an agent Of our Ell Paso
t agency. I was ordered to rescue you
a from Villa" he said soothingly. reas-
g oned to myself that he was telling the
|. truth. He spoke German like a ma
o tive and he Spoke German with a
n strong German accent What other
4 proof could I ask of him to show that
). he was loyal?
i On reaching Ell PasoAit took us
n about four days to reach that place
e my. .rescuer told me that the safest
place for me would be San Francisco
!; from which place I could take passage
q to Japan and from Japan, through 81.
|. IBERIA, could return to the Father.
# land. Our Consul had arranged every
d thing in San Francisco for me. He
also told me that an American Off
y Ger would accompany me to Sar
d Francisco.
% American officer? Why an Ameri.
q can officer?" I shouted with amaze.
d ment. His explanation was smart and
o satisfied me and even pleased-me. He
g said that thousands Of American Sec.
% ret Service men were scattered in thai
> district and were stopping every per.
n tson who could not satisfy them thor.
n ough1y. He knew that 1t would be
n impossible to pass through their cor
don. SO our consul at San francisco
{, had sent an American officer who
i was in reality In our own secret ser
Il vice. This man was bringing US
e great deal Of information regarding
Is the American secrets, military ant
l. otherwise I was glad of this becaus.
e had begun to fear for my papers
y which were sewn in the lining oe m,
l. coat. I knew that when once I reach
e ed San Francisco 1 could inform ou
consul there who could at once com
l. municate with our secret service blu
l. reau in Berlin and ask for furthe
70 instructions. 7 was introduced te m.
g American officer in whom I tool
ID great interest from the moment
1 looked upon his youthful fAce. He wal
L: known to our men as Gilbert and wa
lie a mere boy, and from the very frs
ot hour that we were together 7 coul,
Dr. see that he had fallen in love witt
the
IT was gia6 Of this because had be