The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1932-09-03
SYNOPSIS

The Mexican poems, grown tired
of Pace Morales oppression, await
the word from Gel Coyote" their
masked protector, to overthrow him.
Morales has enlisted the aid of the
U. S. Cavalry to capture the notori-
Gus bandit. Ted Radcliffe, a young
American, learns that Morales was
responsible for his late fathers ruin.
Bob Hardness, Ted's friend, urges
him not to make an enemy of Mo-
fales, as he has other plans. Ted is
enamored of Morales beautiful niece,
Adela. At fiesta, Tito, Morales
ward, jealous of Ted, challenges him
to wrestling match. Ted wins, and
Adela, sensing Jito's hatred, exacts
promise from Ted never to fight
with him. Morales informs Bob that
his men will join in the search for
eel Coyote" and that Tito has dedi-
Gated himself to kill the bandit.
Adela tells Ted he must not let his
lack of wealth keep him from love.
Bob receives note and leaves the
merrymaking. Shortly after, news is
received that Jito's vaqueros are
raiding the village. When Morales
refuses to interfere. Adela leaves in
her Car. Ted and Morales 60, too.
CHAPTER XXI
Straight into the crowd Adela
drove the car. Horses and men
lcaped wildly aside as she threw on
the brakes, almost in the center of
the vaqueros. Ted leaned forward.
Hemmed in by shouting horsemen,
an old man stood, bound with leather
thongs, and directly beside him a
young vaquero held a girl in his
arms. Helplessly she struggled there.
Her blouse, caught in his fingers,
had ripped, exposing her breasts.
Laughing, the vaquero held her high
up to the delight of his fellows.
"Por Dios," he called. what a
morscl, this little pigeon! l could
eat her in one bite" And he pre-
tended to close his teeth on her
shoulder.
The girls head had fallen back,
her eyes were closed. The old man
moaned feebly.
Ted gathered himself to jump, but
Adela had already leaped from the
Car, and, snatching the quirt from
the hands of a rider, dashed it full
in the vaquero's face with all her
might. Dropping the girl, the Mex
lean turned savagely, while white
scar stood out across his cheek.
Once more the quirt bit deep into
his skin. He raised his clenched fist.
then, seeing Adela Morales, started
back and snatched the sombrero
from his head.
"Sciiorita," he began.
"You damned dogw Once more
she dashed the quirt into his dark
face, then hurled it at his feet. "You
drunken, cowardly cur! Out of here,
you and all your blood pack"
Before her white fury the dis
mayed crowd pushed back. Adela
kneeled and gathered the girl in her
arms. Ted still stood on the run
ning-board, ready to strike If the
need came. His hands were clenched,
but the vaquero, like beaten dog,
crept into the crowd. The sobbing
girl hid her face in Adela's arms.
From the outer fringe OF the crowd
came the sound of renewed shouting,
and the galloping Of horses. Tri-
umphantly the vaqueros raised their
hats in greeting. Jito, their leader,
had arrived. Who now would come
between them and their just loot?
Jumping from his horse the big
Mexican shouldered his way to the
little group. lie had eyes for none
but Adela, and at her he frowned.
"NVhy are you here? You ought
not be here among these people"
He turned to Morales. "Senor,
why do you let her come out on a
night of 6esta:"
why do you dogs come among
these people on hesta:' the girl de-
,nandcd, and Jito stepped back
pace before the hot anger OF her
eyes. The eontemptuous voice went