The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1931-11-27
CHAPTER V-Continued

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"You offer doubtful compliment: it
would not have been clever at all.
Your Majesty, if you were unfamiliar
with the language of my native land"
Then you are not Sourdez," he
said, "christened Timoleon?"
'Of course not. Timoleon was only
a screen. 1 am Loren Garde, and my
father owns plantations near New
Orleans"
You have followed the Senorita
from New Orleans?"
Not so, Senior"
''Yet you are here"
AYE, but by no wish of mine did |
leave New Orleans"
Now he brought another charge
against me: you have made a fool
of me before the people of Caracas"
Il have arrived upon this earth too
late to make fool of you, Senor."
Anger blazed in his eyes. died, then
he smiled; yet his smile was a less
pleasing thing than his anger. "The
reckleSsness of the condemned, Ell? L
have seen it in men who are looking
upon DEATH"
IF the dead city of Tucayan is a
fair example am sure you have seen
much of it,
"Tucayan is only a hint of what we
intend to do to revolutionary Vene-
zuela; they understand only the rule
of force"
yet the rule of force, Senor." said
i, has always been a rule of failure.
That is lesson Spain has never
learned"
He showed white teeth in a grim
smile. what lesson, then, do you
gain from Tucayan, which we de-
stroyed?"
THE last man in that dead city, a
graybeard Patriot, died in my arms,
and with his last breath he cried,
Viva Bolivarr If a lesson Is de-
sired"
'Carraca!" Adolfos face went pale,
and his manner, for an instant, was
that of hunted animal.
''Carraca, indeed, Senior; the reign
of murder in Venezuela is nearly over,
and your judgment tells you that it is,
though ambition speaks another lam
guage. Spain has destroyed the
wealth of Bolivar, a passing thing in
any case, but this spirit-ah %
"A rebel!" cried AdOlfo. Some
day we will hang him in the Plaza
San Jacinto."
Spain has sought Bolivar now for
just ten years, Senior, and failed. You
will have to deal with Bolivar, and
when you do
when we shoot you, Senior Ameri-
cano, tomorrow morning in the plaza
before the great cathedral, Simon will
lose another patriot, is it not SOP"
MY fathers arm is long," / said;
"he has powerful friends in America.
chief among them being Gen. Andrew
Jackson, who will doubtless be our
next President. | have sent a letter
to my father, and if aught befalls
me-"
"Bahw
Spain in Venezuela can Iii afford
to lose the friendship of che United
States"
Adolfo grinned. 1--WE stand to lose
no friendships by executing revolt
Zionist, a man caught in the act of
mutiny, half-mad French sailor
named Timoleon Sourdez, who brought
a sacrilegt upon the Church. We
know nothing of Loren Garde, son of
the wealthy Senior Garde of New Or.
leans, friend of Andrew Jackson"
l was silent for the simple reason
that had nothing to say, for knew
that his stand might seem a logical
thing.
For what purpose did the Senorita
Lamartina visit you today?'
"She came to offer me an invitation.
to her wedding"
He snarled. Does the droll Ameri-
cano imagine that the noble lady of
Spain might love him?"
lone never knows"
"Yet, loving you. why should she
wed me?"
"A question, Colonel, which you
yoursen might answer"
Adolfo's laughter rang through the
house. ''Assuredly; she does not love
you. Size must have her sport-and
the lovel0rn Americana offers himself.
You 60 not understand women, eh.