The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1919-08-15
HEARTS. OF THREE
PeOn Accuses Torres of fStabbing
SolanO When His Demand for
Money Is Refused

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Francis Moran. descendant o. 81 Hsn-
~ Aorgan, historic buccaneers decides g
ahd plans . fishing trip. TO Thomas
Torres. a south Americas. Who announoes
buried By MORGAN in he cid pirate dSyS
Regan has an idea
Young Morgan sails for South Amsrica
he encounters strange young woman Who
appears TO mistake him for sorne enc else.
He - fred upon b. three natives ana
seeks safsty aboard his VeseeL tho
Francis learns he ana Henry. the mys-
teRious islander, are beth descendants -
Frsncis discovers his resemblance 70
Henry was responsible for his peculiar
greeting upon nrst landing on South
oprss 1910 F5c,. = .ASsd froa 800
on galloWB and Henry q arrested In his
place. Leoncia hnda her fancy has stray
e from Henry to FraneiA- Ths two plos
Francis, GSonIea ana Henry sluds THAR
enemies and 90 aboard FFanclg VsDol
Ine Angeli9us - pursued down the ees.s.
TO elude their puFguers. They came upon
treasure Francis and his friends again
ma themselves pursued and former oat-
ties with foes to enable others to escape.
All members OF the party are captured,
Henry and Jefs descend into pit to play
= strange gams. Francis lads custodian
OF pirate treasure. They fall Into e>trap
Old Priests Chant fails to bring key %
fortune from Chia's ear. Francis decides
on exploration OF pit One o. party fails
friends are reunited IN the valley of Lost
Souls Torres u ordered 20 imbfb0 %
the drink Of death Help comes rom ths
They meet the Queen. who informs
the one OF the party must become her
husband =orres comes to life again.
Francis marries the oQueen- Francis
takes his bride to his home In New
Francis' wife learns Of her husbands
love for Leoncia.
And why?- Vi Poon had asked
himself. Inside remained only the
three chief men Of San Antonio
the Jefe, Torres, and the Judge.
What connection between them or
any Of them, and the drfnk-sodden
creature that shook as If freezing
in the scorching blaze Of the direct
sun rays? vi Poon did not know,
but did not know that it was worth
while waiting on a chance. no mat
ter how remote, of finding out. So,
behind the pillar, where no atom Of
shade protected him from the cook
ing sun which he detested, he lolled
alton OF one placidly infatuated
with sun baths. The old peon tat
tered a step, swayed as II about to
fan, yet managed TO defect Torres
from his companions, who paused
to wait for him on the pavement a
dozen PAGES on, restless and hot
rooted as II they stood on a grid,
though deep in earnest converse
ton. And VI Poon missed no word
nor gesture, nor CLINT of eye nor
shifting face-liney OF the dialogue
that took place between the grand
Torres and the wreck OF a peon.
What nowT Torres demanded
harshly.
Money. a little money. for the
love of God, senior, a little money!
the Ancient peon whined.
You have had your MONEY Tor.
res snarled. when I went away I
gave you double the amount to last
you twice as long. Not for two
you"
I am in debt" was the old mans
Whimper, the while all his flesh
quiVered and trembled from the
nerve-ravishment OF the drink so
palpably recently consumed.
"On the pulque slate at Peter ana
PauIs s, Torres. with a sheer, dag
nosed unerringly.
"On the pulque slate at Peter and
PauPs' was the frank acknowledge
ment- And the slate is full. No
more pulque can get credit for. L
am wrecked and suffer a thousand
torments without my pulque.
reason!"
A strange dignity. as of wisdom
beyond wisdom, seemed suddenly to
animate the old wreck as he
Strengthened up, for the nonce
said:
81 am old. There is no viror Left
in the veins or the heart Of me. The
desires OF my youth are gone. Not
even may labor with this broken
body OF mine, though well I know
that labor is an easement and a for
getting. Not even may I labor and
forget. Food is a distaste in nv
mouth and a pain in nv beIIv.
Women-they are a pest that Is a
VeNation to remember ever having
desired. Childrep-I buried nv last
dozen years gone. ReIfgion-it
frightens me- DEATH sleep with
the terror OF IL. PuIque-ah. dear
God! the one tickle and taste ~
living left to mel
what IL 1 drink over rnuehP II
is because I have much to forret
and have but a little space vet TO
linger in the sun ere the Darkness.
for my old eyes blots out the sun
forever"
Impervious to the old mans mill
osophS Torres made an impatient
threat OF movement that he was
going.
Not = CentaVO.
"A few pesos, just a handful Of
pesos" the old peon pleaded.
mot a centayo," Torres said with
finality.
VERY WELL" said the old one with
equal finality.
What do you mean?" Torres
rasped with swift decision.
Have you forgotten?" was the
retort. with such emphasis of sig
nificance to make vi Poon won
der for what reason Torres gave
the peon what seemed a pension or
an allowance.
II pay you, according to agree
ment, to forget" said Torres.
81 shall never forget that nv old
eyes saw you stab the Senior AIfaro
Solano in the back" the peon re-
piled.
Although he remained hidden and
motionless in his posture OF repose
behind the pillar, vi Poon meta