Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1923-02-15
CHAPTER III
A FIinht Into the Desert.

Uneasy and startled, Gale turned
his ear to the soft wind. Presently
ne heard, or imagined he heard, low
beats. In a moment he was certain
the sounds were the padlike steps of
hoofs in yielding sand The regular
tramp was not that of grazing horses
In the instant made cautious and
steaHhy by alarm, Gale drew Mer-
cedes deeper into the gloom of the
shrubbery. The sounds of hoofbeats
grew louder. Gale made out a dark
moving mass against a background of
dull gray. There was a line of horses.
He could not discern whether or not
all the horses carried riders. The
murmur of a voice struck his ear
then a low laugh It made him Jingle,
for it sounded American. Eagerly he
listened.
ct shore was, Laddy, it shole was,
came voice out of the darkness.
Trough house Laddy, since wire
fences drove us out of Texas we amt
seen the like of that. An we never
had such a CALL"
"Call? It was burnin' roast" re-
piled another voice. 81 felt low down.
He vamoosed some sudden, an hope
he an his friends shook the dust of
Casita. That's rotten town. jim"
Gale jumped up in JOY What luck!
The speakers were none other than
the two cowboys whom he had accost-
ed in the Mexican hotel
"Hold on, fellows" he called, and
strobe into the road.
The horses snorted and stamped.
Then followed swift rustling sounds
a blinking Of spurs, then silence. The
figures doomed clearer in the gloom.
Gale saw five or six horses, two with
riders, ana one other, at least, carry
ing a pack. When Gale got within
fifteen feet of the group the foremost
horseman said:
81 reckon that's close enough,
stranger"
Something in the cowboys hand
glinted darkly bright in the starlight
You'd recognize me, If it wasn't so
dark" replied Gale hating. 81 spoke
to you a little while ago.-in the sa-
loon back there"
Come over an let's see you," said
the cowboy, c'Irtly.
Gale advanced till he was close to
the horse. The cowboy leaned over
the saddle and peered into Gales
face Then, without a word he
sheathed the gun and held out his
hand Gale met a grip of steel that
warmed his blood The other cow
boy got off his nervous. spirited horse
and threw the bride. He, too, peered
closely into Gales face.
my names Ladd," he said. Reckon
Pm some glad to meet you again."
Gale felt another grip as hard and
strong as the other had been. He
realized he had found friends who
belonged to a class of men whom he
had despaired of ever knowing.
"Gale-Dick Gale is my name" he
began, swiftly. 81 dropped into Casita
tonight hardly knowing where l was.
A boy took me to that hotel There /
met an old friend whom / had not
seen for years. He belongs to the
cavalry stationed here. He had be-
frlended a Spanish girl--fallen in love
with her Rojas had killed this girls
father-tried to abduct her. 4
You know what took place at the ho-
tel Gentlemen, if it's ever possible.
I'll show you how l appreciate what
You did for me there. / got away.
found my friend with the girl. We
hurried out here beyond the edge of
town. Then Thorne had to make
break for camp We heard bugle calls,
shots, and he was away without leave.
That left the girl with me. l don't
know what to do. Thorne swears Ca
sta is no place for Mercedes at
night"
"The girl amt nc peon, 20 common
Greaser?" interrupted Ladd.
'No. Her name is Castaneda. She
belongs to an old Spanish family, once
rich and influential"
"Reckoned as much,' replied the
cowboy There's more than Roias'
wantin' to kidnap a pretty girl. Shore
ne does that every day or so. Must
De somethin' political or feelin'
against class. Well Casita, amt no
alidNC LUZ your lllCllu y girl DIT uIRnI
or day, or any time. Shore, there's
Americans who'd take her in an fight
for her, if necessary. But it amt wise
20 risk that. Lash, what do you say?'
ITS been gettin' hotter round this
Greaser corral for some weeks" re-
piled the other cowboy. IF that
two-bit of a garrison surrenders,
there's no tellin what'u happen, an
beln' across the Z. S. line few
inches or so don't make no hi Of a
difference. My advice is, don't let
Miss Castaneda ever set foot in Casita
again"
Looks like you've shore spoke
sense" said Laid. 'T reckon Gale
you an she girl ought to come with us.
We know people WHOM take care of
the senorita till your friend can come
for her"
Dick warmly spoke his gratefulness
.8nG. inexpressibly relieved and happy