The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1931-12-18
CHAPTER VII-Continued

'ManGel rides horse as we'll as he
does a ship" said Francisco, relief
in his dark eyes.
AYE, friend of mine," l whispered.
che is most oppOrtune" For | felt
that Manuel would save me.
The sailor pushed through the
crowd of curious Indians who had
gathered to look upon the great gen.
eral. and Bolivar, striding forward to
meet him, threw his arms around the
broad shoulders. my ugly angel"
he cried, deep affection in his voice,
Il have not seen thee for months!
What brings thee in such haste from
Caracas?"
Manuel grinned at the rest of us.
Caracas, General. is boiling" His
dancing eyes considered me. where
is the Senorita?"
AYE" said MOnahan laughing, "did
he not bOast-?"
THE next man who asks me about
the Senorita, Manuel. shall feel the
weight of my fist"
The sailors keen insight read the
menace in the air. This man, gen.
eral belongs to us, he is one of u.s.
Yet he comes in the garb of
Spain"
"A garb that l myself procured.
You should have seen me-" He
laughed. Il am perched like rooster,
on the comb of roof in the moon.
light, piece of heavy thing in my
hand. waiting for a tall Spanish officer
to pass beneath me. I was amazed
to discover that Caracas is filled with
short fat officers" He stopped to
laugh again. FINALLY one, captain.
approached. Upon his head | depos-
tied the piece of thing, and upon his
flattened body | deposited myself. In
two minutes he was minus the uni
form the Americana now wears. which,
in truth. is grievously inadequate"
Bolivar laughed, a rich, ringing
laugh that meant life to me. "And
the city, he said "is boiling because
of that? What more?"
There is little more, General The
beautiful SenOrita Lamartina is lost.
and all the forces of Caracas have
failed TO find her.. My part of the
escapade of the AmericanO-who has
aided us tremendously. and who comes
to offer service to our cause-was too
evident, So further stay in the city
was impossible Lastly, La Tore
plans a move against the armies of
Your EXcellency."
1T is good news. Manuel, for we
shall be ready" Bolivar considered
a long moment. "What of the Span
ish officer who rode last night with
this Americana"
There was no Spanish officer, Cen
eral, who rode with him. The re-
semblance between the Senorita and
her brother, Lieutenant Polito, is a
very striking thing"
You mean to tell US, Manuel, that
She-?"
AYE. General" The swarthy sailor
laughed. "She used Polito's broken
head and his cold, and the alien
velOping cloak to hide her identity;
and she rides horse as we'll as any,
one"
Bolivar smiled "Yet the tale that
he brought US was so impossible"
turned TO the Liberator: IF His
ELcellency. having forgiven me, cares
to make use of a stupid clod would
offer service to him. can, at least,
furnish a mans portion of Drawn"
Now Bolivar took me by the hand
and smiled into my eyes. francisco
has told me much of you. If Andrew
jackson has looked upon you with
favor"
Francisco interrupted. II have the
proof, Excellency, here in my pocket"
He drew out the thin leathern wallet
that had been in my possession when
/ had played so poorly the part of San
Isidro. In that wallet l had carried,
since a few days after the battle of
.Chalmette, piece of paper torn from
the fy-leaf of my French grammar,
upon which Gen. Andrew Jackson had
written a statement the night he had