The Lamar register., 1920-05-19

"a Pleasant Day, senor," He Said ora.
clousIy.
the expression of his face hardenirss
"Yet an explanation might not be out
of place-the Senor Mendez may not
be pleased"
1--WE came under orders from Lacy"
replied Moore confidently. "You have
seen us both before"
True. but not the lady: you will
tell me about herf'
Skies climbed down over the wheel.
.It is like this, senor," he began.
Lacy did not know your party was
here: he thought you were all south
for another month yet. He would keep
this girl quiet. out of the way for
time. She is from New York. and
knows too much"
From New York;" The quick eyes
of the Mexican again sought her face.
"She is to be held prisonerT
"Yes. senor."
"Then I will ride with you to Men
dez: It's well to have the matter
promptly over with"
/ The wagon rumbled on. Moore urg-
Ing the wearied team with whip and
voice TO little result. Skies remained
on foot, glad OF the change. stridlng
along in front, while the Mexican rode
beside the wheel. his equipment jim
Cling, the sunlight flashing over his
bright attire. He made a rather gal
limit figure, of which he was fully con
scious, glancing frequently aside into
the shadow beneath the canvas top TO
gain glimpse of its occupant. At last
their eyes met. and he could no long
er forbear speech. his English express
I sion n bit precise.
"Pardon, senorita. ! would be held
your friend" he murmured. leaning
closer. "You know Senior Mendezf"
She shook her head negatively.
"'Tis strangei Yet I forget you
come from New York. They know
him here on this border. If you ask
these men they will tell you. Even
Senior Lacy takes his orders from
Pascual Mendez. He care not who he
kill. who he fight-some day It come
his turn. and then he liberate Mexico
-see7 The day is not yet, but 1t VIII
come"
"But you. senorF
T am his Iieutenant-Juan Cateras,"
and he bowed low, "and I ride now 10
| tell him of his guest"
She watched him as he spurreh FOR
ward, proud of his horsemnnship. nn
making every effort to attract her e.
tentIon. Moore turned in his seat, and
| grlnned.
''Some tin soldier" he said sneer-
ingly. that's a feller I always wanted
ter kick, an some day I'm goin' ter
do it."
The wagon lurched down a steep
bank, splashed its way across the mar
row stream and up the other sid,. the
horses straining in their harness to
the sharp snap of the drivers whip. A
towering precipice of rock confronted
them. and at Its very foot stood two
cabins Of log construction. so closely
resembling their stone background as
TO be almost imperceptible at the dis
tance of a few yards. Skies leaned on
his rifle waiting, and as Moore halted
the painting team and leaped over the
wheel to the ground Cateras came
I forth from one of the open doors and
crossed the Intervening space on foot.
He was smoking cigarette, the blue
wreath of smoke circling above his
head in the still air.
THE lady is to be placed In my
care" he said almost insolently.
"Your hand. senorlta."
Miss Donovan hesitated. Moore
broke the silence with protest.
'In your care, senior? The girl is
here as prisoner TO Bill Lacy"
80 l told Mendez," he said indlffer-
emily. But he is in Ill humor this
morning and took small Interest In the
affair. 1t was only when l promised to
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