The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1932-09-06

The girl ran to Adela and. falling
before her, wound both arms about
her knees.
mo. no. seiiorita. For the love Of
God. make them spare him. Do not
hurt him. Do not burn this house.
Let them give US but = little time.
seiiorita. and we will go. He did not
mean to defy Pace Morales. but we
are poor. sehorita, SO very poor. and
! have been i'll.
Imploringly Adela turned to her
uncle. The old Spaniard gave no
sign, but as she looked her uncle's
eyes rose, with a sudden catlike
CLEAN. and following his gaze she
saw Ted, with clenched fists. adj
vancing toward Jito.
With a quick step she was at Rad
cliffe's side. "Don't." She laid her
hand on his arm. "You will ruin
everything"
It'll ruin a few of these drunken
vaqueros." His voice was thick with
repressed anger.
Adela's grip frightened. Don't you
see that it is just what they want7
This is not your affair, it is mine.
l forbid you to interfere, whatever
happens" She stamped her foot in
sudden anger. "Why must you, too,
make it harder for me7 / tell you
do not need your help. Go back. Oh,
please 60 backl"
Reluctantly he turned and walked
to the car.
Already the .vaqueros were mutter-
ing at the delay, pressing closer
about the little circle, cursing. shout.
ing to Jito. eager for the end.
Tito nodded to his men. Laughing,
they seized the old poem and barred
his withered. wrinkled back With
rawhide they tied his arms to the
doorway.
"A bad day for you, compadre
when you thought Ell Coyote could
protect you." muttered a vaquero
"What is the protection of FL Coyote
worth now?" And viciously the man
frightened the rawhide thongs.
Adela threw herself between the
vaqueros and that aged. dropping
form in the doorway. Her eyes. mar.
row with anger, threw back the light
iof the rising flames. Her words
lashed them with their tone of cold
contempt. "You talk of justice. you
dogs. you covering, fawning dogs
that come to fight against an old
man and his daughter" Her fingers
tore at the knotted thongs and again
wave of pent-up anger arose from
the crowd. Jito looked impatiently
about him. IL cannot hold them
long," he said in a low tone to Mo.
rales. "They must have blood"
Once more Adela's voice rose
above the tumult. "Jito. make them
wait until tomorrow" But her words
were lost among the jeering cries.
while the maddened crowd pressed
forward. A vaquero stood raging be-
fore Tito.
.Since when do we take orders
from women. hombre? Send her
away while there is time"
The tumult redoubled. The shouts
had taken on a new ominous quality.
1t had become the low. deep roar
of wolf pack ready to close on its
prey Quickly Tito raised Adela and
carried her to where Morales stood.
even if I would. l cannot hold
them now" he said. Sin another min.
ute ] should be fighting for an oul
lives"
He raised his head. 'Bueno," l,e
called. Thirty lashes to teach thi.
peon wisdom"
Morales looked quietly on. his
mouth set in half-smile. His re.
straining arms had closed about the
girl, and with a sob Adela closed hes
eyes.
A stalwart vaquero rolled back his
sleeve and picked up a heavy quirt
He stood full in the flaring light Of
the haystack and raised his clenched
hand for the blow.
That blow never fell
From somewhere out of the dark.
ness burst = fame and the vaquerc
whirled, clutched his breast. then fei
headlons At his masters feet.
/ A clear voice called from the dark.
mesa Let 10 man move.