Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-11-26
DAUGHTER OF THE SUN

ant Of the old Mexican kings. - oeo..,
kendric coolly. "And any treos,rsu
left by the Montezumas, she clni~s T,
right of inheritance ~ "''''S oy
she couldn't get across with n c,,s...
Ec that, could she2 Not in any I,n i. ID
court. Jimf" my l"W
Not unless the Jurors were all ma,
and she could get them off alone. nnn
at time, and whisper in their eoro y
grunted kendric. '"'s'
Barlow laughed and they dronnod
the subject. Kendric told Barlow ppca r,pat
ne had learned during the evening how.
the walls were sentine.ed and how a.
the present moment under tho "or,c o
roof with them was an American o,,i
held for ransom. s"''
And. according to Escobor" r..
concluded, watching his old fr,ord.,
face. the trick is put over with thS
connivance of Miss Castelmnr. Tb;S
would seem TO be one Of the head,
quarters of the great national poms ~
'Well? snapped the sailor. What
OF itI II you can get away with ~
game like that It pays big and fast
And who the devil sent you and mo
down this way to preach righteous'
ness? It's their business--but, cut.
throat cur that that little bandit hon n
my thumb ia, I don't believe a word
he says"
"And il you did believe. It would h.
just the same" There was n ouee.
note in his voice. "Wcll, Twisty' ia
mate, guess you've said 1t. Our trail
forks. Good might"
Good night" growled Rar,or
Each went into his own bedroom; the
doors closed after them.
For couple Of hours Kendric an,
in the dark by his window, STARING
out into the gardens, pondering. OF
two things he was certain: He was NOT
going TO remain shut UP in the Haci.
enda Montezuma II there was q way to
break for the open; and he was moi
going to leave Lower California with.
out his share OF the buried treasure or
at least without knowing TINT the tale
was lie. And, little by little, n third
consideration forced itself iu with i,s
place with these matters: he could NOV
get out Of his mind the picture Of thc
poor little kid Of n girl' in Escobnr's
hands. Like any other strong man
Kcndric had quick sympathy and pity
for the weak and abused. Never, he
thought, had he seen an individual less
equipped to contend with such forces
than was the little American girl.
"What I'd like" he thought long
ingly. would be to make break for
the border: TO round up about twenty
of the boys and to swoop down on this
place like gale out Of hell. Clean EN-
for fair, pick the little Gordon girl up
and race back to the border with her
II II wasn't so blamed far
| But he realized. even while he let his
angry fancies run, that he was dream
ing impossibilities. He knew. also, that
to take up the matter through the reg
ular diplomatic channels would be a
process too infinitely slow to suit the
situation. II was either single.
handed job for Jim Keudric. or else /,
was up to the girls father TO pay
down the twenty thousand dollars.
"I'd give a good deal for talk with
! old Bruce West" he told himself His
outfit lies close in TO these diggings
wonder If he has any American boys
working for him? Why. dozen Of US,
or a half dozen. would stand this place
on end. Yes; I'd like TO see Bruce"
A score of reasons flockcd to him
why it was desirable to see young West.
, The boy was n friend. and it would
b" JOY just to grip him by the hand
again AFTER three years: Bruce had
written to him to come and now that
events had led him SO near, he should
grant the request; Bruce was having
his own troubles. no doubt against the
lcwlessness of Escobar, Rios and the
rest. And finally, he and Bruce might
work things together SO that both should
derive benefit. Bruce might be in a
/ position to beeriend Gordon's little
! daughter.
, So much did KrndrIc dwell on the
subject that night that it claimed his
first thoughts when he woke in the
early dawn. And therefore. wlsn Ia
rnida's message was handed to him at
| the breakfast table. he stared at it with
! puzzled eyes asking himself if the amaL.
! ing creature had read his thoughts
| through thick walls Of adobe.
To be continued Monday