Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1917-08-24

have been across the RIO Grard-
with Rosa and an her fine clothes, chg
Now YOU win be- hanged. Wen, that I-
how fortune goes
The hor-e-brrakcr tossed his hcad
and shrugged with a brave assumption
Of Indifference; h. laughed shortly
you can prove nothing
eyes" continued Dave. "and Rosa
will 20 70 prison, TOO. Now-suppose
I should let sou GOT Would you help
me? In ten minutes You could be safe.
He inclined his head toward the
muddy, silent river outside. would
Won be willing to help meT'
Jose's brows lifted. whats this
You are sayiug?" he inquired, eagerly.
Il would only ask you a few ques-
tons"
"What questionsf'
"Whprc Is Sonora Austin"
,Jose's face became blank. q" don't
know"
"Oh yes. o do. She started for La
TcrIa. But-did she get theref Or dld
Longorlo have other plans for herr
You'd better tell me the truth, for
your general can't help you now Dave
nd his best to read the MeXican's ex-
prcssIon. but failed. "ScnOr Eds death
means nothing to me-" he went on,
but | must know where his wife Is.
and I'm willing to pay, with your lib
crty." In spite of himself his anxiety
was plain.
lose exclaimed: "iIo! under
stand. He was IN your way and you're
Glad to be rid Of him. Well, we hnye
no business fighting with each other
"Will you tell me-T
"Tll tell you nothing, for l no"
nothing
"Comc, must know"
Jose laughed inSOlently.
Laws face became black with SUD
den fury. His teeth barred themselves
He took a step forward, crying:
"Ry heaven, You will tell me!
Selling his prisoner by the throat, NJ
pinned him to the wall then with hi
free hand he cooked Longorlo's re
volypr and thrust its muzzlc agains
Iogc's body. "fcll me" he repeated
His couhtenance was 50 distorted, hi
expression so mani0cal, that Jose feel
his hour had come. The latter, BEN
in all ways Mexican, did not struggle
instead. he squared his shoulders ant
staring fcarlessly into the face abov
him, cried:
"Shoot !"
For "A moment the two men RENAME
so; then Dave seemed to regain contrC
of himself and the murder light fiicl
cred out Of his eyes. lie flung his pri'
oncr aside and cast the revolver int
Il corner Of the room.
Jose picked himself up, cursing h
/ captor cIoquently. "You gringos don
know how to die" he said, Dealt
Pnh! We must die some time. Al
, supposing | do know something abol
- the sonora, do you think you can for'
tt me to spenk? Torture wouldn't opt
V my lips"
Law did not trust himself to repl!
and the horse-brcaker went on wi
growing defiance:
81 am innocent of any crime; Their
fore am brave. But you-the bloc
Of innocent men means nothing to "
~ -PanhIo's murder proves that
= complete your work. Make an end
me-"
BE stillr' Dave commanded, thick
But the fellows hatred was out
bounds now, and by the bitterness
- his vituperation he seemed to inv
- death. Dave interrupted his vltrio
,r curses TO ask harShly:
is "Will you tell me, or will you fol
~ me to wiring the truth out of your
Jose answered by splitting at his ca
no tor: then he grittcd IN unspeakaI
"A cpithct from between his teeth.
nv Dave addressed him with an air
Hnality. "You killed that man a
d your life is forfeit, SO II doesn't mi
m much difference whether | take ii
no whether the state takes it.. You
We brave enough to dle-most Of you Ne
ly cans are-but the state can't force e!
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