The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1918-08-29

AS ne Whlkeu away ne HehTu NoIiue
say: Don't pay any attention to him.
Wen go and dig It up ourselves. and
we won't wait until the war Is over"
An hour later Esteban and his nurse
still had their heads together. They
were still talking of golden ingots and
pearls from the Caribbean the size Of
plums when they looked up to see
O'Reilly running toward them. He was
visibly excited; he waved and shouted
at them. He was painting when he ar
rived.
"Newsi From Matanzas!" he cried.
Gomez man has arrived"
Esteban struggled to rise, but No
rine restrained him. "Rosa? What
does he say2 Quick!"
Good newsl She left the Pan O..
Matanzas with the two negroes. She
went into the city before Cobos raid"
Esteban collapsed Imply. He closed
his eyes. his face was very white. He
crossed himself weakly.
"The letter is definite. II seems they
were starving. They obeyed Weyler's
bando. They're in Matanzas now."
"Do you hear, Esteban" Norine
shook her patient by the shoulder.
"She's alive. Oh, can't you see that 1t
always pays to believe the best?"
"Alivei Safe!" Esteban whispered
His eyes. when he opened them, were
swimming; he clutched Norines hand
tightly; his other hand he extended to
O'Reilly. "a reconcentrado! In Ma
tanzasi Well, that's good. We have
friends there-they'n not let her
starve. This makes new man Of me.
Sect I'm strong again. I'll go to her"
"You'll go?" quickly cried Miss
Evans. "You1l gol You're not strong
enough. It would be suicide. You,
with q price upon your headi Every
body knows you there. Matanzas is
ness. too--yellow fever. typhus-"
Exactly. And hunger. also. sup
pose no one has taken Rosa int Those
concentration camps aren't nice places
for u girl"
"But waitl I have friends in Wash
ington. They're influential. They will
cable the American consul to look afte
% her. Anyhow, you mustn't think Of re
:. turning to Matnnzas," Norine faltered
her voice caught unexpectedly and sh
, turned her face away.
y O'Reilly nodded shortly. "You're
sick man." he agreed. "There's no nee
n for both Of us to CO."
!" Esteban looked up. ''Then you"
st II leave at once. The Old Man ha
given me q commission to General Be
" tancourt. and I'll be on my way In n
70 hour. The moon Is young; mus
n. cross the trocha before"
10 "That trocha" Esteban was up o
ID his elbow again. BE careful ther'
in O'Reilly. They keep a sharp lookou
- and it's guarded with barbed wire. B
sure you cut every strand. Yes, an
7 mufile your horses hoofs. too. In eros
A ing the railroad track. That's how "
in were detected. Pablo's horse struc
o. a rail. and they fred ut the sound. II
Mt fell Mt the first volley. riddled. oh.
know that trocha! !"
h. "D@ the trochaw OReilly e,
o claimed. "At last I've got chance
". do something. Godl How long L,
lv waited"
on Esteban drew O'Reilly's tense for
down and embraced his friend, aft,
N the fashion Of his people. "She h,
M been waiting, too," he said, huskil
ns ave Varonas are good walters, O'Rei
ed ly. Rosa will never cease waiting III
til you come. Tell her. for me"
ID Norine withdrew softly out OF ca
,er shot. There were lump in her thro'
,rv and pain In her breast. She had n
da quired peculiar and affectionate 1
ale terest in this unhappy girl whom 81
ia had never seen, and she had learned
respect O'Reilly's love. The yearnlr
4, that had pulsed In his voice a mome
ar before had stirred her deeply II awol
n throb in her own bosom, for O'Reil
.. was dear to her. The paclficos, accor
ing to all reports, were dying like I'll
~, In the prison camps. Norine wonder,
-, II there might not be terrible heal
-, ache at the end of O'Reilly's ques
Her face was grave and worried whe
i. hearing him speak to her. she turn
to take his outstretched hand.
rs. "You will be careful, won't you
an she ihipioieu. anu sou IL 49, stout
heart, no matter what occursr'
Inc He nodded. 'It's long way ba
Ike here TO Cubitas. You may not see
hear from me again."
ice II understand" She choked mis-,
eg- ably. "You mean. you may not col
back. oh. Johnniew
cts "Tut, tut We O'Reillys have mo
It." lives than a litter Of cats. / mean
all may not see you until the war Is oy
fall and we meet In New York. Well, we
od- been good pals, and-rm glad y
est came to Cuba" His grasp upon b
ia two hands was painful.
iol- "You must go, know. and would
try to keep you. but" Norine falter
ord then impulsively she drew him do