Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1920-05-21
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The two ate ravenously, but Jlten-
dra scrupulously abstained from any
thing except vegetables. He glanced
at the American and fingered a can
of condensed milk lOngingiy.
stake it--there's lots more in the
storehouse," said Williams kindly.
Jitendra bowed his thanks and
ripped on the top with an opener. SIN
my country" he observed, 1--WE drink
the milk Of the goat"
But Buck Williams, worn and
weary, only half understood him. He
relaxed in his chair and slept as sleeps
a man who feels at last a degree Of
comparative safety after many pefIls.
Once he fancled he heard the notes
Of fife, but drowsed of again, to
dream Of the invlncible spirit OF the
men Of '76, who rebelled against OPP
preston, laying down their lives that
their descendants might enjoy the
blessings of liberty.
He saw wildly an army Of soldiers
in bun and blue, with cooked hats,
marching across the muddy Rio
Grande, and before the stern and In
domitable man who led them Manuel
Pacheco and his ragged bandits fed
precipitately.
But the dream passed; at least the
phantasmagoria Of the Continental
army, with Washington at its head,
faded, while oddly enough, the fea4
lures Of Pacheco persisted. Something
was gripping his arms cruelty. Buck
Williams tried to rise.
He half leaped from the comfort
able chair in which he had been sit
ting. His heavy eyes widened.
Opposite him sat Manuel Pacheco
himself, on his face an evil leer; and
trussed like a chicken In the corner
was the Hindu, gazing mutely at him
with curiously intent expression.
"Welcome to 81 Tigre, Senior VIII
iiams," sneered the ex-foreman. q
have been expecting You for some
days."
Buck Williams struggled futilely.
a rawhide riata had been looped
around his elbows behind his back
throwing his shoulders so far out Of
place that the pain was frightful. An
other twist Of the same lariat hat
pinioned his wrists, his knees anC
ankles being left free.
Naturally man of strong impulses
Williams ceased to wrench at the in
exorabIe thongs, but cursed his for
mer mine foreman with explosives o
high dynamic quality.
Pacheco merely adjusted his heavy
gold-fringed epaulets and complacent
" patted away an imaginary wrinkl
In the neat blue coat he wore as h
signaled to the other mozos, standin
respectfully but curiously beyond tn
door.
assist Senior Williams and hi
servant to horses" he CURLY directed
It was already sunrise. Outside tn
house the two were securely bound
the animals, and the party starte
down the trail toward the coast. A
the fork of the highway leading on tn
LETT to Culiaean. they debouched to th
right.
''Where are yOu taking us9" In
periously demanded I'll Tigre's owne
.aThe commandante at zapatillo d
sires your presence, senor," leere
Pacheco.
'Tll get you for this, you grease
dogi" exclaimed the American.
For answer pacheco drove his hoRI
between the animal williams was ri
ing and Jitendra's mount, leaned ov,
and struck the American heavy hlo
across his unprotected face.
Although half-blinded with rage I
the blow, williams an instant later fe
q strange thrill Of some event out
the ordinary. Pacheco drew back, b
british face wreathed IN grin OF
roclous triumph; but the smile sa
denly sfiffened.
BE realed In his saddle; q secoI
later his eyes almost started from the
sockets with aguny. Els cigar-color
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