The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1917-09-13

her" he cried, dcnantly. "Jose San
chez confessed to the murder Of Mr.
Austin, and told how you had got Mrs
Austin to come here. The whole thing
is known In Washington and Mexico
City by this time. The newspapers
have it; everybody knows you are
keeping her as your prisoner, and that
J have come for her. If she is harmed
all Mexico, all the world, will know
that you are worse than a murderer"
Lonsorio reached behind his back
and slammed the door in the faces of
his listening men.
"What is thisi What did Jose con.
fess?' he inquired, sharply.
"IIe swears you hired him."
"Bah! The word Of pclador."
In spite Of the mans contemptuous
tone Dave saw the expression in his
face and made quick decision.
There's limit to what you dare to do,
Longorio. I'm unarmed; I make no re-
sistance, SO there is no excuse for vio-
lence. l surrender to you, and claim
protection for myself and my wife,"
But LongorfO was not to be tricketl.
Good" he cried. trlumphantly. II
have been looking forward to some
thing like this, and I shall give myself
a great pleasure" He laid hand up
on the door-knOb, but before he could
turn 1t the Catholic priest had him by
the arm, and with Il strength surprising
in one of his stature wrenchcd him
away. Father O'Malley's face was
10 hi
mcnacing; the hand he raised above
Longorio seemed to brandish weapon.
stop" he thundcrcd. "Are you a
madman? Destruction hangs over you !;
destruction of body and soul. You dare
not separate those whom God hath
joined"
God! God!" the other shrilled. ~
don't believe in him. I am a god; 1
know Of no other"
"Blasphcmer roared the little man.
Listen, then. So surely as you harm
these people, SO surely do you kill your
earthly prospects. You, the first man
in Mexico, the dictator indeed Think
what YOU are doing before it is too late
Is your dream of greatness only a
and all your aspirations in the heat Of
this unholy and impossible passion?
Tonight, now you must choose whether
YOU will be famous or infamous, glori-
Gus or shameful, honored or dishon-
ored! Restrain your hatred and con-
Qucr your lust, or forego forever your
dreams of empire and pass into OBJ
livion."
you are mcddlcr," Longorio
Stormcd. "You make loud noise, but
| shall rid Mexico of your kind. We
shall have no more Of you priests"
Father O'NIalley shook the speaker
as parent shakes an unruly child.
See! You have completely lost your
head. But want you to listen to what
am saying. Whether you are more
good than evil, God must judge, but
the people Of Mexico are good people,
and they will not be ruled by man
who is wholly bad. You have the power
to remove this man and this woman
yes and this priest who darcs to point
out the pit ut your feet; but if you dc
you will never command another Mexi-
can army. There is no war. We are
not your enemies. The world knows
we are here, and 1t holds you account
able for our safety. Tomorrow you
will have to face the reckoning"
LOngoriO listened. It was plain that
he recognized the truth of ONIalley's
words. but he was convulsed with rage.
Good - he cried. II see my dreams
dissolve, but am not the first great
man to trade an empire for woman.
Antony, the Roman general, laid his
honor in woman's arms. / had q
shining destiny, but Mexico will be the
sufferer by my betrayal. Instead Of
Longorio the Deliverer, I shall be
known as Longorio the Lover, the man
who gave all"
OMallcy interrupted forcefully
Enough Of this! Come with me.
have something more to say to you"
lie flung open the door into the hall
and, taking the general by the arm
fairly dragged him from the room and
Into the one opposite. The lieutenant
and his men looked on in amaZement
shuaing their feet and shifting theil
ritle-butts noisily upon the aoor.
Alaire turned an anxious face t
Dave, saying: "He is wonderful. Lon
gorio Is almost-afraid of him."
"Yes; he may bring him to hi:
senses. If he doesn't" Dave cas-
his eyes desperately over the room
conscious all the time that he was be
Ing watched with suspicion by the meI
outside. He stirred restlessly ant
moistened his lips. "Longorio woult
be crazy to injure YOU"
Ten minutes passed; fifteen. Alnir
leaned, motionless. against the table
Dave paced about, followed by the eye
of the soldiers. One of the latte
struck q mntch md in the silence |