Evening star., 1919-05-11
CONTINUED from Eighth Page,)

the words as a throat gargle. "a
curs-ed Gr-r-ringo! For that you
shall both die"
Which was just where. like most
movie uncles, he overdid the part
Yohness might not have been particu-
lar whether he went on livin' or not
He hadn't acted as though he cared
much. But he wasn't going to let
nice girl like the Donna Mario get
herself carved up by an impulsive
relative who wore fuzzy face whis-
kers and a yellow sash instead OF
vest.
"Ah, ditch the tragic stuff, old sport.
while l sketch out how it was all
my fault" says he. or words to that
effect.
"G-r-r-r." says uncle, slashin' away
enthusiastic with his sword.
II our hero had been second or
SO late in his moves there would be
little left to add. But heroes never
are. And when this Cap. Yohness
party got into action he was 4 reglar
bear-cat. The wicked steel merely
swishes through the space he'd just
left, and before uncle could get in
another swing something heavy had
landed on him and he was being
gripped in four places. Before the
old boy knew what was happening,
too. that yellow sash had been 'un-
wound and he'd been tied up as neat
as an express package. ALI he lacked
to go on the wagon was an address
tag and prepaid" label gummed on
his tummy.
Sorry" says Yohness, rollin' him
into the shrubbery with his toe. but
you mustn't act SO mussy when the
young lady has a caller
"Ah! ESQ es espantoso" says Don
ma Mario, meaning that now he had
spilled the beans for fair. You must
fly. 1 must-we must both fee"
''Oh, very WE'LL" says Yohness. That
is. if the fleeing is good"
Here! Quick says she, grabbin'
up the long cloak uncle had been
wearing before he started something
she adds, handin' Yohness a military
cap with lot of gold braid on it.
I'VE will go together. The guards
know me. They will think you are
my uncle. Wait! will call the
carriage, as if for our evening drive"
"Now that" says l. as Don Pedro
gets to this part of the yarn. was
what 1 call good work done. Made
a clean getaway, did theyT
He mods, and goes on to tell how
when they get to the city limits, Ell
Captain chucked the driver and foot
man of the box, took tho reins him
self and drove until near daybreak.
when he dropped tho fair Donna
Mario at the house of an old friend
and then beat it down the pike until
he saw a chance to leave tho outfit
and make break into the woods.
And l expect he was willin' to call
1t a night after that. eh?' says l.
"Reg'lar thrill hound, wasn't he?
What became of him.
"Ah"' says Don Pedro. 1T is for
that l come to you"
"Oh. yes. so you have" says l. I'D
most forgotten. Yes, yes! You still
have the idea l can trace our Yohness
for you? Suppose could, though, how
would you be sure it was the Same
one, after so many years? Got any
mark on him that"
Listen" says Don Pedro. "El Capt.
tan Yohness possesses a ring of Pc
culiar setting-pale gold--a large
dark ruby in it. This was given him
that night by the Senorita Donna
Maria. He swore to her never to part
with it until they should meet again.
They never have, nor will. She Is no
more. For years she lived hidden, in
fear Of her life. Then the war came.
Her uncle was driven back to Spain.
Later her friend died, but she left to
Donna Mario her estate, many acres
of valuable sugar plantation, and the
house, Casa F'uert. 1t is this estate
which Donna Mario in turn has willed
TO her valiant lover. l am one Of the
executors. So 1 ask you. where is
Ell Captain Yohness?"
Yes, l know you do." says 1. But
why ask me? How do you hook up
the Corrugated Trust with any such
wild
See says Don Pedro, producin' a
yellow old letter. This came to Dom