San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-04-24
Begin Here Today.

JOHN HARMON, wealthy ranch
owner, his blind wife. BELLE. ant
their beautiful daughter, VAL, live
happily together in lannon's won.
derful ranch home. Paradise. Red
star, the king of the Red Brood OF
horses, disappears from Paradise.
FATHER HILLAIRE, in charge Of
the Mission, introduces Val to his
friend VELANTRIE from the Bor-
der and an interesting friendship
grows between the two young peo-
pie.
Meanwhile Redstar, hidden away in
the Blind Trail Hills, calls in vain
for his beloved Val.
BOYCE CLENDENNING, sutton
of Val and favored by her parents,
calls at Paradise and VOWS to run
TO earth the rustlers who may have
stolen Redstar.
John Harmon is away on a mys-
FERROUS journey and Val declares she
will accompany Clendenning.
Go On With the Story.
A horse-a great red horse. mon
ster tall, marvplously slim. The gen
tic eyes were sick with longing. while
the delicate nostrils that quivered
with each breath were pinchcd bit,
for the kingly heart beneath the
broad bay breast was fretting itself
away.
And as the twilight fell Rcdstar
the beautiful, Redstar the swift, the
tender-cyed, the loving, threw up his
head and sent piercing cry ringing
down the canons.
He stood like a rock and listened,
his nostrils still, the breath held in
his sides, while the echoes took it up
and made a million voices of it.
When the last faint note had died
away he called again, and again he
listened, his eager eyes . straining
into the distance down the narrow
defile. Until the last red veil had
changed to blue and then to black on
the darkening face of the wall. he
sent his cry ringing in the dusk.
held his breath and listened, pointed
his cars and spread his thin nostrils
for sound or scent of answer:
CHAPTER XIII.
Deep Waters.
At Paradise the riders came in and
sat down at the long tables in the
dining room. They were brown as
Indians with the summers work but
they were neat to a man. their faces
shining with much good soap and
water. their hair smooth with the min
istratiOnS of the combs hanging to
their chains beside the looking glasses
in the back veranda. 1t was even
ing and the day was done. and they
were full of Jest and laughter, anna
bic with the pleasure of work accom-
plished. a pleasant place to lounge in.
OF all the merry crew Perly alone
was missing. beside Jose and Rosy
out with the herd on the upper
range.
Perly had been to Santa Leandra
and even now they could hear him
in the far corral. for any
one could hear Perly from any rea-
sonable distance.
THAT boy" said Val. smiling from
the tables head where she sat in
John lannon's absence, "could wake
the dead"
Fright you are. VAL" said Dirk.
"Tve seen him wake town that
was ready for burial. Amt you,
Tom?"
"Well. he amt TO say a dead one
answered the foreman,
but / like his style. Perly's worth
n dozen fellers l could blow smoke
on and he caught the brown fist
that rose on either side in good
natured threat, for there was an
nfectionate camaraderie between the
foreman Of Paradise and his riders.
And at that moment Perly himself
came breezing in. his face unwashed.
his hair sweatcd on his forehead,
the broad leather flags Of his worn
chaps waving. He stopped in the
doorway and looked Mt them excited
".
Boys" he said. "what you think?
TIL men. from tn Flying Y went
back to tn pass--an' they found
them guns still stickin' out-two
weeks after the raid They went in
An them there guns was blind.
propped up on rocks, and reachin'
out along one was tn arm of an old
coat stuffed with grass! That there
drive was q one or two-man trick.
an it was tn Black Rustler that
done it."
"Th' hell you say!"
"Sure do. An amt tn FLYNN Y
boys wild. Eighty head O. steers