Judsonia weekly advance., 1918-10-02
CHAPTER xxx.
MorIn, the FIsherman.

Mortn, the Fisherman.
 When Rosa Varona regained con- sciousness sufficiently to understand what had happened she proved herself . person of no little self-control. It vas she, in fact. who first voiced the fear that Cobo dead was scarcely less menace than Cobo alive.
 What are we going to do with him?" she inquired.
 Jacket. too, appreciated the dangers of the situation. "We must get rid of him quickly" said he, flor his men are close by; he will be missed and there will be search"
 'I don't intend to make him a pres ent of that treasure" OsReilly said, grimly. Tt is our only salvation"
 "But how are we going to hide him?" Jacket inquired. "One might as we'll try to conceal a church oxen couldn't hoist him out of that hole"
 Precisely! He has made our work easy for us We can't take more than a small part of the money with us. any how; the rest will have to lie here un- til the war Is over. We'll We shall leave Cobo on guard over what re- mains !'
 Jacket was immensely pleased with this idea, once he had grasped 1t.
 What could be better?" he cried "The mans spirit is evil enough to frighten people away and we will drop stones upon him, so that he can learn the taste of his own medicine. It suits me exactly to think of Colonel Cobo stand ing on his head in hole In the ground for the rest of eternity!"
 O'Reilly was by this time suffering the full reaction from the events of the past half-hour and he was nearer exhaustion than he dreamed, but, con- Quering his repugnance for his unes- capable task. he lowered himself once more into the well. His arms were weak, however, and his fingers numb, @ he fell rather than slid the length of the rope. He managed to open the door of the treasure chamber, then en- tered and loaded his pockets with gold. He sent up the jewel box at the end of the rope, dragged the body of CobO into the cave, then wedged the barricade back into place. It required the com bined strength of Rosa and Jacket to help him the last few feet of his climb.
 sNOw fetch stones. rubbish. anything and throw 1t in there," he gasped.
 The boy and the girl fell to with a will and after time Johnnie joined them. Slowly, laboriously. the three of them carried debris from the edge of the quarry and bricks from the ruined house; they scraped up armfuls of leaves and trash-anything, in fact, which would serve to raise the bottom of the shaft and conceal the entrance to their enemy's resting place. It was slavish work, but O'Reilly kept them at 1t until they were ready to drop. Daylight overlook them at their task.
 They were weak, sick, deadly tired they could barely shuttle a few yards at time when they finally reached Asensio's hut; nevertheless there was hope in their hearts, for O'Reilly's rag ged clothes sagged with the weight of gold pieces and the little metal box he carried was heavy. Nor were they greatly concerned about the safety of the treasure they had left behind. for the entrance to the cavern lay deeply buried, and Cobo the guerrilla, stood guard over the chests of plate and the casks of coin.
 Evangelina. vastly bewildered at the eight of the coin which was forced into her palm. went for food and spent most of the day in cooking 1t. The treasure hunters alternately slept and ate. It was not until well along toward eve ming that Rosa and O'Reilly felt any desire to take stock of the contents of that jewel box, but finally. with heads together and with backs to the door of tAe bohio, they made furtive ex- animation. They found emeralds and Aapphires the value of which they did not attempt to estimate; and, besides these, miscellaneous assortment of eemiprecious stones.
 O'Reilly realized vaguely that he held in his lap fortune greater than his widest dreams had ever com passed. These were the jewels of a rajah. It seemed incredible that this ragged girl beside him was regal heiress, the possessor of treasure such as kings might envy. After time he realized that the mere possession of these gems constituted new and over whelming menace.
 Morning found all hands more nearly rational and feeling the first gnawings Of a healthy hunger. Even Asensio con- tessed to quite miraculous improve. ment. While Evangelina prepared breakfast the lovers agreed upon a story to explain the origin of that mys- terious gold piece, and later Johnnie