Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-05-22
WWENTY-NINTH INSTALLMENT
(Continued.)
She had lost Ju1ioi

She had lost Julioi
Hobart looked back. He could see
his five men following him. He waved
his hat and one Of them waved In re-
turn, so without further ado he rode
down to join Roberta.
The girl held up her hand as Hobart
refined in beside her. "Listen!" she
commanded.
He bent his head. Family TO him
came the report Of rifles.
s"There were 20 herders with the
hand an hour ago." the girl reported.
"Don jaime counted them. There
doesn't appear to be that many now"
Hobart swept the scene with his
binoculars. "Ten! Half the gang went
ahead to pre-empt the water and Don
Jaime has walked into them. He's alive
there wouldn't be any shooting. AND
Julio hasn't got there yet. Well, he'll
be careful. He'll probably come In from
the rear and help the boss out. wish
I knew whether Jaime Is IN the old
corral or at the water hole. SmokeleSs
powder. YOU see. One cannot tell. But
the sheep move forward! That indi-
Gates confidence. Yes, Dingle has the
water!" - :.
Looks that way. He must be in the
old corral, because he wouldn't last
minute in the open. The corral is
boarded close and the light Is failing.
II he keeps moving he will not be TOO
easy to hit"
Julio rode out into the open a quarter
OF q mile south Of them. Instantly
Hobart pulled his rife, sighted care.
fully and threw up the dirt in front OF
the boy to attract his attention. When
T.,ts raG
see where the attack came from Hobart
waved his hat at him and moved out
from the sheltering fringe OF bushes
orto the grassy floor Of the valley, Ro-
berta by his side. Instantly Julio rec
ognized them.
"You stay where YOU are, girl" Ken
Hobart commanded. my other five
men will be riding down the hill pretty
soon. You tell them my orders are to
charge the men with the sheep imne-
diately."
what are you going 10 do, Mr.. Ho-
bart2"
"I'm going to join Julio, and the two
Of US will advance along the south side
of this valley toward the water hole.
The range will be too long for the herd
ers with the sheep to stop us, think.
Jimmy needs help highly bad, 50 Julio
and viii furnish what we can.
AdoiSP
He galloped diagonally across the
valley, motioning for Julio to Join him.
The boy did not hesitate. Roberta
hension, until presently her ears caught
the sound Of increased rife fire, but
closer at hand. The herders with the
sheep were firing at Hobart and Julio.
Ken had stated that the range would
be too long for effective fire by men not
versed in the science Of accurate shoot
ing ut extreme ranges, but nevertheless
the boy shoot out over the animals
neck. He was up instantly and back
Getting his ride" Roberta thought.
Ken Hobart had pulled up and was
riding back to Julio, who. in turn, was
running to meet him. There was not
an instant's pause in the stride Of the
horse, yet Julio mounted double behind
Hobart, the horse whirled, and the
daring pair were on their way again.
There, alone at the foot of the hill
watching this drama, Roberta cried out
Ia agony when Ken Hobart's horse went
to It's knees, rose again-and stood still.
Even one 50 unveresed in warfare as
Roberta could realize that the poor
brute had been hit and crippled. She
saw Hobart and Julio dismount and,
kneellnG some ~ 1ee6 apart, open nre
on the distant herders as calmly as If
shooting at q mark And then, over the
crest behind her, came the five men de-
tailed to follow Ken Hobart. They
came down the slope at q fast gallop,
spurred on by the sounds Of conflict In
the valley below, but slackened speed a.
they sighted the girl, holding up her
hand In o signal to halt.
She trembled 90 she could hardly
speak col1erently. don Jaime-en-
gagged ut the water hole with 10 men,
Ken Hobart and Julio over south
shooting at the herders-Ken says-rear
attack"
The three American riders gazed ut
her. not quite comprehending, DESTROYS.
perhaps, Of receiving more explicit in
structions in such an emergency.
what are you standing there for?"
Roberta cried Historically. Follow me.
I'll show YOU" Across the northern
flank Of the valley they raced, the pat
ter Of rife IRE from the herders prob
ably drowning the sound OF their
thudding approach, for they were