The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-03-16
CHAPTER III
A Flight Into tho Desert.


his ear TO the soft wind. Presently
he heard. or imagined he heard, low
beats. In a moment he was certain
the sounds We're the padlike steps of
hoofs in yielding sand. The regular
tramp was not that of grazing horses.
In the instant, made cautious and
stealthy by alarm, Gale drew Mer'
cedes deeper into the gloom of the
shrubbery. The sounds of hoofbeats
grew louder. Gale made out dark
moving mass against a background OF
dull gray. There was line OF horses.
all the horses carried riders. The
murmur of a voice struck his ear
then low laugh. II made him tingle,
for It sounded American. Eagerly he
listened
ut shore was, Laddy, II shore was
came voice out OF the darkness.
-Rough housel Laddy, since wire
fences drove us out of Texas we ain't
seen the like of that An we never
had such call"
"CaIl? II was burnln' roast" re-
piled another voice "I 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
strode into the road.
The horses snorted and stamped.
Then followed swift rustling sounds
q clinking of spurs, then silence. The
figures loomed clearer In the gloom.
Gale saw five or six horses, two with
riders, and one other, at least, carry
Ing q pack. When Gale got within
fifteen feet of the group the foremost
horseman said:
"I reckon that's close enough,
stranger"
Something In the cowboys hand
glinted darlly bright In the starlight.
You'd recognize me, II 1t wasn't so
dark" replied Gale, haltlng. ~ spoke
TO you a little while ago-in the sa-
loon back there"
"Come over an let's see. you" said
the cowboy, curtly.
Gale advanced till he was close to
the horse. The cowboy leaned over
the saddle and peered into Gales
face. Then, without 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
I'm 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 class of men whom he
had despaired Of ever knowing.
"Gale-Dick Gale is my name" he
Degan, swiftly. II dropped into Casita
tonight hardly knowing where / was.
A boy took me to that hotel. There I
met an old friend whom I had not
seen for years. He belongs to the
cavalry stationed here. He had be-
friended a Spanish girl-fallen in love
with her. Rojas had killed this girls
father-tried to abduct her. t.
You know what took place at the ho-
Gel. Gentlemen, II It's ever possible,
I'll show you how 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 a
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
sita is no place for Mercedes at
pight."
"The girl Amt no peon, no common
Greaserf interrupted Ladd.
"No. Her name is Castaneda. She
belongs to an old Spanish family, once
rien and influential"
"Reckoned as much" replied the
eowpoy. There's more than Rojas'
wantin' to kfdnap q pretty girl. Shore
he does that every day or so. Must
be somethln political or feelln'
agninst class. Well Casita, Amt no
place for your friends girl at night
or day. or any time. Shore. there's
Americans who'd take her in an fight
Tor her, II necessary. But It amt wise
" risk that. Lash. what do you say y
"It's been gettin' hotter round this
zrssssr es-rsl for son- wsekA" ~