Evening capital and Maryland gazette., 1919-10-15


was but one - in the land. the law
Of force. .
"Why do rot .c9me to mef' he asked.
'That fellow. IL desperado," Pan
cho deciared-A sfIe should be de
! stroyed."
"Bahi The so1ntry Is oyerrun with
desperadoes cr his kind. and worse.
Burning crops is nothing new. I'd
make amend a him soon enough. bat
nearly ali Of ~ men are in Cardenas.
We have Anough to do"
s1'd make ii wsrfth while. If you could
put an end TO Em,'' raRcho said. hes
itatingly. Thv4f !. recalling some OF
those stories sl1-out Colonel Cobo, he
added, There ssre two of them. you
know, a. boy an5aa girl"
"Ah, yesi ,rekuenIber."
81 can direct You TO the house of
Asensio. where 4iley live"
"Um-ml" Cofso was thoughtful. "a
girl. How old izssaef"
Eighteen" ~
ugly Is an alligator, I'll warrant.
"IIal The masst. ravishing creature
In all Matanzass All the men were
mad over her"
Colonel Cobos: the guerrilla. licked
his full, red llfe esand ran n strong,
square hand 'os6eT, his curly, short
cropped hair. F:ri.ou say you know
where she--whese 5hey are liyingi"
"Ah, rerfeetit1l It's less than 8
nights ride. TSsere's nosone except
the boy to reckGn WITH
allow much Ii he worth to your"
bluntly inquired she soldier, and Cueto
sat down to maes the best terms pos
sible.
do you think lie received my let
ter?'' Rosa askesE of her brother one
evening as they sat on the board bench
by Asensio's doGF. 1t was a familiar
question to Estefan; he had answered
it many times.
"Oh, yes p ne declared. Lopez mes
senger got throu4i TO Key West"
"Then why doesn't he conner"
"But, my dear.yau must be patient.
Think of his difiicnAies."
This subject always distressed young
yarona; therefofes he changed it.
rCome! You haves't heard of rny good
fortune. / captural another fine snake
today. a big, sleepr ffllow. Believe me,
he'll wake up when l set fire to his
tail. He'll go like, the wind, and with
every foot he goes away viii go more
Of Pancho Cueto's profits"
"You intend tds burn more Of his
6elds?" absently i1qaired the girl. 'Tt
seems terrible tfr destroy our own
property"
Esteban broke Nout excitedly; he
could not discusSSpancho Cueto with
put losing control gpf himself. Would
you permit that traitor to fatten upon
;he profits of our plantations? 1 shall
.uin him, as he ruined us"
Rosa shook her dark head sadly.
'And we are indeed ruined. Think Of
our beautiful house sail our beautiful
things, tool We used to consider our
selves poor, but-how little we knew
IF real poverty. There are so many
things want. Ha.1 we nothing leftT'
81 thought II beseto btsy those rifles
the brother nlurRhred, dropping his
eyes. ut was ons chance in mil
lion" 3.
"No doubt it was. 1t seems those
Spaniards will sell .gheir souls"
Exactly. We caS dig food from the
earth and pluck it Irvm the trees, but
good Mausers don't grow on every
bush. Besides, Of what use would
money be to US when we have no place
to spend itY'
"True!" After a moment Rosa
mused aloud: 81 wogder if CAeto found
the treasure? If Orgy we had that
"IIe didn't find II. Esteban declared,
positively. "T'-h hcSfesitatcdA'T think
I know why he dds t. 1 think know
where it is =
"Where is it?' breafhlessly inquired
the girl.
After a furtive lQok over his shoul-
der Esteban whispered. "In the well"
you're joking!" 3
mo. no! Thinks fpr yourself. 1t
was old Sebastian who dug that
WE'LL"
'Yes.' Il
"And he alone shsyred fathers conf
dcnce. That sunksh garden was all
Sebastian's work. No one else was al
lowed to tend it. Why? Tlr tell you.
They feared to let saHyone else draw