White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1932-02-18
The VALE OF ARAGON

| ANOI at hy WAlI0 IuC
poor deluded Adolfo pleaded with
you, and coaxed and threatened, the
Venezuelan army has taken over the
| city of Valencia. He is q prisoner
and am a prisoner, and I am going
to do my earnest best to kill him and
take my chances on escape"
hesitated, not because was afraid
| Of Colonel Fuentes, but because be-
| lieved that the clean courage Of this
| boy would win.
you have weapon In your uand
Adolfo, and you should not be afraid
to use it. 1 might tell you that my
left hand in my pocket also holds a
pistol. You have been traitor to
Spain in your service, and traitor
to honor and decency in your love. If
you have spark Of courage left you
will use your pistol before I kill you
| like the dog"
A deafening report filed the house
| with thunder, and, an instant later,
| another shot added volume to the din.
Sonora Ybarra held to me for support.
1T is MURDER" she gasped, "mur-
der My poor housed"
1 heard the choking cry of man
in agony and the crash of heavy
body falling to the floor. waited
| for the sound of voice, waited anx-
| iously. Finally, it came:
''Polito, ali, Mother Mary, Politol"
"You will notice, my sister," said
Polito coolly, "that it was not 1 who
| fired first"
AS I pushed through the portieres,
| the knocller changed loudly on the
| front door. Dulce screamed at sight
| Of me, for she must have imagined
| that I was an apparition, then she ran
into my arms, sobbing and crying my
| name.
Loren. ah, Loren! Polito has killed
him, my brother has killed Adolfo!"
Over the shining curls looked at
Colonel Fuentes, who lay motionless
in the sprawling posture of his fall.
"a good thing, my own" said; "Po-
| Tito has only saved me the task of kill
| ing him.
l loosed her and Lieutenant Lamar
| tina proffered his weapon to me. II
will be prisoner, Senor-eh?"
Eyes, Polite, for 1 fear there will
| be no chance for your escape. The
| forces Of Venezuela hold the city"
| AS 1 stood over the PROSTATE man.
the pistol in my hand, Colonel PM
appeared at the portieres. He ap-
| preached the Senorita and, cap in
hand, offered a deep bow before her.
MAY apologize for Maracay, Senorita,
for madness must have pos
sessed me?"
"My mind is closed to Maracay,
Senor," she said coldly. All, what
regal poise Of her head, what limitless
heights from which she looked down
upon him!
He studied the still form of Adolfo
"Pretty quick work, major; you offer
valiant service in aiding us to win the
battle Of Carabobo, and then you rush
away to attend few personal feuds
that you have accumulated. con-
graduate you-a buster man I have
never SEEN"
I was sure that Dulce would not be
safe in the city so long as this man
was commanding officer, for the rule
of Valencia was martial law, and Col
onel PM himself, for the present at
least, was the law. 1 determined,
therefore, to settle my affair with him
as quickly as possible.
"Your words Of praise warm my
heart, Colonel, for l have, as you init
mate, made q most excellent begin
ming; vet there are many important
things that I must do"
His eyes narrowed. "Who, may !
ask, Garde, will be the next on your
list now that you have finished with
the estimable Colonel Fuentes?"
"Not So" said Polito. major Garde
was not"
"You will be her brother-no?" PM
laughed softly, for there must have
been a deal in this situation to please
him. zone would imagine that the
Senorita Lamartina is well squirrel"
"Aye, so she is, my colonel" lied,
land so shall she be. Long ago Adolfo
de FuenteS forfeited her regard In
such manner as to render challenge
from me imperative. AS you can
readily see, he has paid most griev.
ously for it. 1t was my right,
Colonel"
Dulce cried out in dismay and Pc.
Tito bent an astonished look upon me.
Nothing could be gained by charging
the lieutenant with the death of his
commanding officer, and much, knew
might be lost. 1.-THE Lieutenant
Lamartina," continued, was anxious
to take from me the honor Of defend.
ing the Senorita, yet he was prisoner,
and could not permit it; besides, a
soldier may not attack his superior
otficer-is it not so, my colonel?"
(To BE CoNTINUED)
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