Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1934-07-18

edge and cast his shrieking burden
far out TO the empty space below.
Hard on his heels Hosteen Nee
and Hosteen Tso. with 81 Diablo.
fighting every inch, between them.
"Quincei" he cried as he passed.
"Save me and all | own is yoursl"
Remember those who fed the
vultures. senor." said Starr Stone.
whose bones dried In the sun Re
member the women the children
starvedi II is your fate
"Save me-Quince-save--"
But the wind of his falling
snatched the last word from bis
mouth.
And there was silence on the
mesa's rim, five people standing stil
for one breathless moment.
And then three horsemen came up
over the debouchlng lip of the an
Client trail while a fantastic form
with long white hair on Its Shout
ders was seen to emerge from some
hidden Granny of the pueblo. Serge
Savarin, Rodney Blake. and MFR.
Marsten rode forward In astonished
haste; the Servant Of the Lord came
up between them all
"Sonyal" cried her brother. "Oh,
my Godi Where have you been?
What's happened to your
But Rodney Blake sat silent, his
narrowed eyes taking In the group
before him: the haggard woman. the
scarecrow mar with his right arm
around her, the Indians, and the
mad old preacher of the Word.
And Sonya Savarin looked back,
her mind racing for the words
which she must say, the tale she
must tell.
With guarded eyes she glanced
around: at Two Fingers. at Hosteen
Nee, at Hosteen T'so; these three
who had cleared the world Of dan.
ger for her, who had saved her and
hers from death.
These three-whom no one must
ever know had done what they had
done.
81" she said, wetting her dry lips
again, 81 have been In Medco-kid,
mapped by two men who have-died
/ escaped and Starr Stone here
In this plane, but they followed nj
across the Border to catch and xii
us both. We landed here-but--the!
/ -mistook the-helght They-the.
struck the edge, and-fell."
+, She looked bravely In the thre'
mems eyes, her low voice clea
J and quiet, even though she coull
not help the little gaps between he
I lying words.
J sis 1t not sol" she asked Of Tw
Fingers, turning.
p ut Is So" the indian replied.
o "And you. Hosteen Nee, Hostee
L T'so7 Have | not spoken truly?"
l. Truly" these said quietly. noe
e ding, their English limited.
my heavenl" said Serge SavariI
a my heavenl But who is this ma
with you? 1t seems | ought to know
; Where have | seen him?"
n "You have never seen him." sal
= Sonya swiftly. "and he Is my ow
y man. I've known him since th
y spring. I've meant to tell you, RoI
Ie TOR months that you must let me &
d that | can never marry you
J. think | never knew what love coul
be before. Now / am i%rrevocabl
b lost to you, my life set to this man
life. Forgive me-"
70 Rodney Blake did not move, hi
hands clasped on his pommel
"Sonya," he said, II know thl
: man. I say him once-at that II
dams hogan. | felt q presage
this moment then. But that Ia ne
Their here nor there. do not n
lease you We're taking you hon
with us now--I'm taking you
New York as soon as possible. Ava
from this fantastic country you
return to sanity. to your norm
self, and shudder at this memoir
Come along, Serge"
And he started forward, fur
himself from his saddle
Marston followed him; Serge Sa
arin hesitated.
But here for the first time Sta