Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, June 15, 1917, Page 7

S21 L/1C O SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I—Set afoot and alone by an Becident in the desert near the Rio Grande | Mrs. Alaire Austin, mistress of Las Pal-| mas and La Feria ranches, meets Dave | Law, Texas Ranger, 21 a water hole and | is compelled to spend the night there with | bim, as he is in ambush for a murderer aud cannot leave his post. CHAPTER Il—Next day at evening the murderer appears with a companion. CHAPTER I]I—Law captures the mur- derer but is compelled to kill his compan- fon, Panfillo Sanchez, who happens to be ® cousin of Mrs. Austin’s horsebreaker, Jose Sanchez. CHAPTER I[V—At Los Palmas Alaire tells her husband, Ed, that his carousals and inebriety must stop. Her cattle| at La Feria, the Mexican ranch, are con- fiscated by Longorio, Mexican federal general, and she finds that it is because W4 has been helping the rebel junta. fm Mexico Alaire meets Longorio, who falls in love with her and agrees to settle for the confiscated stock. CHAPTER VI—Entertained at their home by Blaze Jones and his daughter Paloma, Dave hears something about the Tad Lewis outfit, which is suspected of eattle stealing. With Ricardo Guzman and his boys Dave and Blaze go on 4 scout after cattle thieves. CHAPTER VITI—Law catches two of the Lewis outfit branding a stolen calf and In a Gght kills one and has his horse shot under him. He trails the other thief to Palmas, where he is insulted by Ed Austin, whom he knows to be very friend- dy with the Lewis outfit. {wrong. I presume your man double¢ back and is laughing at you.” Law's first bewilderment had yiven Place to a black rage; for the moment be was in danger of disregurding the reason for “Young Ed's” incivility and but he giving rein to his passion, checked himself in time. “Would you mind telling we what and this Urbina were doing?” Austin laughed mockingly. ‘That's jay business,” said he. } Dave moistened his lips. He hitched ‘his shoulders nervously. He was aston- ished at his own self-control, though the certainty®@that Austin was drunk helped him to steady himself. Never- theless, he dared not trust himself to speak. | Construing this silence as an ac- |knowledgment of defeat, Ed turned to |go. Some tardy sense of duty, ho CHAPTER V—On her way to La ever, prompted him to filng buck, care- “I suppose you've come « good ways. af you're hungry, Benito will show you ithe way to the kitchen.” Then he ‘walked away into the darkness, fol- by the shocked guse of his boss. | Benito roused himself from his ‘amazement to say, warmly: “Si, com- R . Yon will enjoy a cup of hot coffee.” But Law ground out flercely: “I’m ‘bot need te kitchen hand-outs. I reck- on I can chew my bridle reins if I get teo hungry.” Walking to his horse, he vaulted into the suddle. Benito laid a band upon his thigh ‘and apologized. “Senor Ed is a strange ‘man. He ts often like this lately. You junderstand me? Will you come tu my ‘house for supper?” “Thank you, but I think I'll ride on ‘te Tad Lewis’ and see Urbina.” At this the Mexican shook his head as ir apprehensive of the result, but be said nothing more. | Law hesitated as he was ubout to ‘spur out of the yard. “By the way,” ihe ventured, “you needn't mention this ‘to Mra. Austin.” “She is not here.” Gonzalez told him. “She has gone to La Feria to see about ber affairs. She would not permit of ‘this occurrence if she were at home, Rie Is a very fine lady.” “Yes. Good nighi, Benito.” “Good night, senor.” When the Ranger had gone, Genza- ez walked slowly toward his house, with his head bowed thoughtfully. “It is very strange,” he muttered. “How could Don Eduardo have met this Garza at noon when, with my own eyes, I saw him ride away from Las Palmas at three o'clock in the after- noon? It is very strange.” CHAPTER VIII. Following Up the Trail. Dave was glad that he had swal- lowed “Young Ed’s” incivility, not only Tor his own sake, but for the sake of Alaire. After all, he argued, it was barely possible that Ed had spoken the truth, There were many sorrel horses ; the evidence of those rain-washed hoof- prints was far from conclusive; even the fact that Urbina belonged to the Tad Lewis outfit was no more than & suspicious circumstance. And yet, ear- nestly a& he strove to convince himself of these possibilities, the Ranger could not down the conviction that the ranch- er had Hed and that he himself was on the right track. | It was late when he arrived at his destination, but Lewis’ house was dark, and it required some effort to awaken the owner. When Tad at last ap- Deared, clad in undershirt snd trow Sera, he greeted the Ranger with a lev- eled rffie; but when Dave had made known his identity, he invited hm in, though with surly reluctance. - Lewig was a. sandy-complexiqned AELART UNSET ~~ a REX BEACH Author of ‘The Spoilers,” “The Iron Trail,” “The Silver Horde,” Et. man of sbout forty, with colorless brows and 2 meun, shifty eye. Por- | merly a cowboy, he had by the exer- cise of some natural ability acquired a / good property—und a bad reputation. | Just how or why he had prospered | was u mystery which his neighbors never tired of discussing. Tad, it seemed, resented any inter- ruption of his rest, and showed the | | } | fact plainly. Yes, he employed a fellow named Urbina. What was wanted of him? Law explained briefly. “Why, he’s one of my best men!" laughed the rancher. “He wouldn't steal nothing.” “Welly I had to man of yours,” |? sid quietly. Lewis fell back u ep. “Which one? | Who?” he inquired quickly. “Pino Garza.” Dave told of the meeting at the branding fire and its outcome. He wus aware, meanwhile, | that Lewis’ family were listening, for behind a half-open bedroom door he could hear an excited whispering. “Killed the first shot, eh?" Tad was | dumfounded. “Now, I never thought Pino was that bad. But you never can | tell about these Greasers, can you? They'll all stenl if they get a chance, I let Pino go, ‘bout a week back; but he’s been hangin’ around, aimin’ to | visit some of his relat ves up in the brush country. It was probably one of them old Guzmun saw. Anyhow, it couldn't of been Adolfo Urbina; he | was over to Las Palmas all the after- | noon.” “Did you send him there?” “Sure. Ed Austin can tell you.” “Where Is Urbina now?” “IT reckon he’s asleep somewhere. We'll dig him up and talk to him, if you say so.” But Adolfo Urbina wax nowhere to be found. No one had seen him since about seven o'clock, nor could it be dis- covered where he was spending the night. Dave remembered that it had Deen about seven when he left Las Pal- mas, and ascertained, indirectly, that Tad had a telephone. On his way from Austin’s Law had stopped at a rancho for a bite to eat, but he could forgive himself for the delay if, as he sur- mised, Urbina had been warued by wire of his coming. “That's too bad, ain't It?” Lewis said. “But he'll be around again ip the morning, and I'll gas bim for you. You leave it to me.” There was plainly nothing to do but uccept this offer, since it could avail nothing to wait here for Urbina's re- turn, Unless the fellow guve himself up, he probubly could not be found, now that the alarim was given, without | x considerable search—tiu view of which Dave finally remounted his bor- rowed horse and rede away ip the di- rection of Jonesville. It was after daylight when he dis- mounted stiffly at Blaze’s yate. He Wns wet to the skin and besputtered with mud; he had been almost con- stuntly in the satldle for twenty-four hours, und Don Ricardo's cow pony was almost exhausted. Blaze and Paloma, of course, were tremendously interested in his story. “Say, now, that’s quick work,” the latter exclaimed, heartily. “You're some thief-buster, Dave, and If you'll Just stuy around here little calves can grow up with some comfort,” When Dave rode to Jonesville, after breakfast, he found that the body of his victim had-been brought In during the night, and that the town was ul- ready buzzing with news of the encoun- ter. During the forenoon Don Ricardo and bis sons arrived, bringing addi- tional information, which they prompt- jy imparted to the Ranger. The Guz- muns were people of action. All three of them had spent the night on horse- back, and Pedro had made a discovery. On the day previous Garza had been seen riding in company with a man astride a serrel pony, and this man had been recognized as Adolfo Urbina. Pedro's witness would swear it. Their distance from Las Pulmas at the time when they had been seen to- gether proved beyond question that un- less Urbina had flown he could not have arrived at the place in question by noon, the hour Ed Austin had fixed. This significant bit of information, however, Dave advised the Guzmans not to make public for the time being, Toward midday Tad Lewis and three of his men arrived with the news that Urbina had left for Pueblo before they could intercept him. “He's got a girl up there, and he's gone to get married,” Tad explained. “I'm sure sorry we missed him.” Dave smiled grimly at the speaker. “Are you sure he didn't cross to the other side?” he asked. Lewis retorted warmly: “Adolfo’s an all-right hombre, and I'll back him. So’ Ed Austin. I guess me an’ Ed are responsible, ain't we?” Some skeptical expression in his hearer’s face prompted him to inquire, brusque- ly, “Do yeu belleve what I'm telling you about his goin’ to Pueblo?” “T guess he's gone—somewhr another good | | are Tad uttered an angry exclamation “Looks to me like you'd made up your mind to saddle this thing onto him whether he done it or not. Well. he’s a poor Mexican, but I won't stand to sge him railroaded, and neither will ‘Young Ed.” “No?” “You heard me! Ed will alibi him complete.” Law answered sharply: “You tell Ed Austin to go slow on his allbis. And you tuke this for what It's worth to you: I'm going to get all the cattle rustlers In thi county—all of them, understand ?” Lewis flushed redly ond sputtered: “If you make this stick with Adolfo. nobody'll be safe. I reckon Urbina’s word is as good as old Ricardo’s. Ev- erybody knows what he is. Later when Dave met the Guzmans, Ricardo told him, excitedly, “That horse Tad Lewis is riding is the one I Saw yesterday. “Are you sure “Listen, senor. ber the faces they sce; all my Ufe among horse they are like men. “Very well. Tud says Urbina has gone to Pueblo to get married, so I'm going to follow him, and I shall be there when he arrives.” “Bueno! Anothe: matter’—Ricardo Men in cities remem- I have lived , and to me | hesitate ‘your bonita—the pretty mare. She is buried deep.” “I'm glad,” said Dave. “I think I shall sleep better for knowing that.” Since the recent rain had rendered the black valley roads impussabie for automobiles, Dave decided to go to Pueblo by rail, even though it was a roundabout way, and that afternoon found him jolting over the leisurely miles between Jonesville und the main line. He was looking forward to a good night's sleoo when he urrived at the junction; but on boarding the north-bound through train he encoun tered Judge Ellsworth, who had just heard of the Garza killing, and of course was euger for details. The two men sat in the observation cur talking until a Jate hour. Knowing the judge for a man of honor and discretion, Dave unburdened } to say. I seldom forget.” | be too littie to buy your happiness.” “You embarrass me. I'm afraid you don’t realize what you say.” Alnire re- mained cool under the man’s protesta- tions. “I have Jost more than a thou- sund head of cattle.” . “We shall say two, three thousand, and the government will pay,” Longo- rio asserted brazenly. “I will vouch for your figures, and no one will ques- tion them, for IT am a man of honor.” “No! All I want—” “It is done. Let us say no more about the affair. Senora, Ihave thought of you every hour; the duties fhat held me in Nuevo Pueblo were like irksome chains. I was in madness. I would have flown to La Feria, but—I could not.” “My husband will thank you for your great courtesy to me,” Alaire managed But the mention of husbands was not agreeable to one of Longorio’s sen- sitiveness, and his face betrayed a hint of impatience. es, yes,” he agreed carelessly. “Senor Austin und T must know each other better and become friends.” ‘hat is hurdly possible at present. When the war Is over—" “Bah! This war is nothing. where I please. You would be prised to grect me at Las Palmas some day soon, eh? When you tell your husband what a friend I am, he would be glad to see me, would he not?” “Why But surely you wouldn't dure—” “And why not? I have made inqul- ries, and they tell me Las Palmas is beautiful, niy, and that you are the one who transformed it. I believe I go sur- —of course, them. You the power to trans- form all things, even a man’s heart and soul. vo wonder you are called ‘The Lone rr.” But walt. You will see how constantly [ think of you.” Longorto drew from his pocket several photographs of the Austin runchhouse. “Where did you get these?’ Alatre asked in astonishment. “Ah! My secret. See! They are badly worn already, for I keep them next to my bosom.” “We entertain very few guests at Las Palmas,” she murmured, uncom- himself with the utmost freedom re- gurding his suspicions of Ed Austin. Elisworth nodded. “Yes, Ed has thrown In with the rebel junta in San | Antone, and Tad Lewis is the man they use to run arms and supplies in this neighborhood, That's why he and Ed so friendly. Urbina is probably your cattle thief, but he hus a hold over Ed, and so he rode to Las Palmas when he was pursued, knowing that no Jury would convict him over Ed Aus- tin’s testimony.” “Do you think Ed would perjure himself?" Dave asked. “He has gone clean to the bad late- ly ; there's no telling what he'll do. I'd hate to see you crowd him, Dave.” “They call you the best lawyer in this county becuuse you settle so many Serrcely enough with Which to carry on the work, Life in the roomy, fortressiike adobe house was pleasant enough Alaire welcomed the change in her daily life. Everything about La Feria was rest- fully un-American, from the house It- self, with its bare walls and floors, its brilliantly flowering patio, and ite primitive kitchen arrangements, to the black-shuwled, barefooted Indian wom- en and their naked children rolling ip the dust. Even the timberless moun- tains thut rose sheer from the west- ward plain into a tumbling purple shadowed rampart were Mexican. La Feria was several miles from the ralfl- road; therefore it could not have been more foreign had it lain in the very heart of Mexico rather than near the northern boundary. In such surroundings, and tn spite of faint misgivings, it was not strange! that, after a few days, Alaire’s unhap- piness assumed a vaguely impersonai quallty and that her life, for the mo- ment, seemed not to be her own. Even the thought of her husband, Ed Austin, became indistinct and unreal, Then all too svon she realized that the pur- pose of her visit was accomplished, and that she had no excuse for re- maining longer. She was now armed with sufficient facts to make a definite demand upon the federal government. The homeward journey was a rep- etition of the journey out. Jose, as before, was newxgatherer. Hour after hour they crept toward the border, un- til at last they were again laid out on a siding for an indefinite wait. ‘The occasion for this was made plain when an engine drawing a single ca- boose appeared. Byen before it had come to a pause, a tall figure In spot- less uniform leaped to the ground and strode to the waiting coaches, It was Luis Longorio. He waved a signal to the conductor, then swung aboard the north-bound train. The general was all smiles as he came down the aisle, and bowed low over Alaire’s hand. Dolores gasped and stiffened in her seut like a womun of stone. “Heaven be praised! You are safe and well!” said the newcomer. “I have blamed myself for allowing you to take this abominable journey! I have been in torment lest something befall you. Every night I huve prayed that you might be spared all harm. When I received word that you were coming, I made all speed to meet you.” “Dolores and I are greatly in your debt,” Alaire told him, “But you stayed so long!” “There was more work than I thought. General, you have rufned me.” Longorio was pained; his face be- came Ineffably sad. “Please! I beg of you,” he entreated, “I have ar- ranged for reparation of that miser- able mistake. I abel) see that you re- ceive justice. If the guvernment will not: pay, I will. All I possess would” fortably. “I know. IL know a great deal.” “It would scarcely be sufe for you to call; the country is full of Cande- leristas—" “Cattle!” said the officer, with a careless shrug. “Did not that great poet Byron swim across an ocean to see a lovely lady? Well, 1, too, am a poet. I have beautiful fancles—songs of love run through my mind. Those Englishmen know nothing of passion. Your American men are cold. Only a Mexican can love. We have fire In our veins, senora.” \ To these perfervid protestations Do- lores Hstened with growing frivht; her ; eyes were wide, and they were fixed | hypnotically upon the speaker; she pre- | sented much the appearance of # rab- bit charmed by a serpent. But to Lon- gorio she did not exist; she was a chat- tel, a servant, and therefore devoid of soul or thtelligence, or use beyond that of serving her mistress. Thinking to put av end to these biundishments, Alnire undertook to re turn the general's ring, with the pre- tense that she considered it no more than a tallaman lonned her for the time being. But it was u task to make Lon- gurie accept 1. He wax shocked, uf- fended, hurt; be declared the ring to be of no value; it was no more than a trifling evidence of his esteem. Bur Aluire was firm, It was an odd, unreal ride, through the blazing bent of the long afternoon. Longorio cast off all pretense and open- ty laid siege to the red-haired woman's heart—all without offering her the smallest chance te rebuff him, the slightest ground for open resentment, so respectful and guarded were his advances, When the train arrived at ite destination, his victim was well- nigh exhausted from the struggle. After a good night's rest, however, she was able to smile at yesterday's udven- ture. Longorio did pot bulk so large now ; even these few hours had greatly diminished his Importance, so that he appeared merely as an impulsive for- elgner who had allowed a woman to turn his head. Once back across the river she dis- covered that there were obstacles to a prompt adjustment of her claim. The red tape of her own government was as nothing to that of Mexico. There were a thousand formalities, a myriad of maddening details to be observed, and they called for the services of an advocate, a notary, a jefe politico, a jefe de armas—officials without end. All of these worthies were patient and polite, but they displayed a malarin] indifference to delay, and responsi- bility seemed to rest nowhere. During the day Alaire became bewildered, al- most lost in the mazes of official pro- cedure,.and was half minded to tele- graph to Judge Elisworth, Longorio by no means shared her disappointment. On the contrary, he assured her they were muking splen- did progress, and he was delighted with her grasp of detall and her know!l- edge of business essentials. At his word all Nuevo Pueblo bowed and scraped to her; he arranged for her an elaborate luncheon in his quarters. “You can never know whut these two sn a i EA os ee ee ee Ee ee ee | days have been for me,” the general said us he and Alaire lingered over their meal, “They will afford me some- thing to think ubout all my life. It Is a delicious comfort to know that you trust me, that you do not dislike me. And you do not dislike me, eh?” “Why, of course not. I bave @ great deal for which to thank you.” General Longorio fingered his wine- } glass and stared into it. “Iam not like other men. I am a man of tron— yes, an Invincible soldier—yet I have a heart, and a woman could rule me. onlookers applauded, he toudly ealleé to one of his officers, saying; *"Oiga! Give th y good friends of mine two horses, and see that they are well cared for. Now, Juan,” he ad dressed the dazed countryman, “I have one order for you: Every night of your life you and your pretty wife must sur a prayer for the safety and happiness of this beautiful lady who has induceé “You Can Never Know What These Two Days Have Been to Me,” the | General Said. | “You say you have a heart.” Alaire studied her vis-n-vis curiously us he met her eyes with his mournful gaze. “How is it that I hear such strange stories nbout you, general?” “Lies, all of thei!" Longorio serted, | “For instance, they tell me that you} shoot your prisoners?” { “Of course!” Then, at her shocked exclamation, he explained: “It is aj necessity of war. Listen, senorn! We} have twelve million Indians in Mexico, | and a few selfish men who incite them to revolt. To permit the lower clusses to rise would result in chaos, black an- | archy, indescribable outrages against | life and property. There is but one | way to pacify such people—exterml- nate them! Mexico Is a civilized na-| tlon; there is no grenter in the world; but she must be ruled with an tron | hand. We shall drive all the traitors | Into the sea, and Mexico shull have) peace. But I am not a bloodthirsty | man. No, Iam a poet and a lover at heart. As great a patriot. as I am, | 1 could be faithless to my country for | one smile from the woman | adore,” Alaire did not color under the ardent glunce that went with this declaration, She deliberately changed the subject. “This morning while we were in the office of the jefe de armas,” she said, “I saw a poor womun with a baby— | she was scarcely more than a child herself—whose husband 1s 1n prison. Every day she comes to plead with the Jefe de armas for her husband's life. But he will not see her, and the sel- diers only laugh at her tears.” “A common story! These women | and their babies are very annoying,” | observed the general. | “She says that her husband js to be shot.” | “Very likely! Our prisons are full, | Doubtless he ts « bad mun.” “Can't you do something?” as- “En?” Longorio Nfted his brows m the frankest Inquiry. “That poor girl with her ttle, bure, Orown-eyed baby wus pitiful.” Alaire | feaned forward with an earnest appeal in her face, und her host smiled. i “So? That ts how it is, eh? What ts her name?" li “Inez Garcia. The hosband’s name is Juan.” | “Of course. These peladors are all | Juans. You would like to appear as an angel of mercy, eh? Your heart is, touched?” | “Deeply.” | “Rostunte! There is no more to be! said.” Longorio rose and went into} the next room, where were certain | members of his staff. After a time he} returned with # paper in bis land, and | this he laid before Aluire, It was an order for the release of Juan Garcia “The salvo condneto whieh will permit | Juan and his Inez und their Juanito to! return to their farm is being Bly, | out,” he expluined. “Are you satis: filed?" Aluire looked up wonderingly. “I am deeply grateful. You overwhelm me, You are—an strange man.” “Denar Indy, I live to serve you. Your wish is my law. How can I prove it! further?” 4 The strained, throbbing sience that followed Longorio’s last words did more to frighten the womun than had his most ardent advances. He would have Hngered indefinitely over the table, but Alatire soon rose to RO, ex-} plaining: “T must finish my disagreeable task now, so that I can go home tomorrow.” “Tomorrow !" her host cried In dix- may. “No, no! You must wait—” “My husband is expecting me. This statement was a hlow; tt seemed to erush Longorio. who could only look his keen distress, As they stepped out into the street in the gutter stood Inez Garcin wlth her baby in her arms, and beside her; the rugged figure of a young man, evidently her Juan, The fellow was emaciated, his Was gaunt and worn and frightened, his feet were} Dare even of sundals, the hnge penked | straw hat which he clutched over his} breast was tattered, and yet in his eye Star,” there was a light. | They had waited patiently, these Gurcias, heedful of Longorio’s orders, and now they burst inte a torrent of thanks. They flung themselves to their knees and kissed the edge of Alaire's dress, General Longorio en- jJoyed this scene tremendously, and his bemning eyes expressed the hope that Alaire was fully satisfied with the mo- ment. “Ther look yery poor,” suid Alaire, and opened her purse; but Longorio would not permit her to give. Extract- ing # large roll of paper money from his own pocket, he tossed it, without counting. to Jvan, and then when th me to spare you. word, the first time Luis Longorio will come : since it could lead to nething ¢ ICE CREAM ? & Do you promise? “We promise!” eagerly cried the pair. “Good! See that you keep your On the day that you forget for to see you. And then what!” He scowled at them fiercely. “We will not chorused. There was a murmur from the ow lookers; someone cried, “Viva Longe rio!" The general bowed smilingly; then, taking Alaire’s arm, he waved the idlers out of his path with a magnifi- cent gesiare. When, later in the day, Mrs. Austin came to say good-by and thank the forget,” the Garcias | “We Promise!" Eagerly Cried the Pair. Mexican for his courtesies, he mombly begged permission to pny his respects that evening at her hotel, and she could not refuse, As the coach went bouncing across | the International bridge, Dolomes said. spitefully: “It will take more chan the pardon of poor Juan Garcia to unlock heaven for that bandit. Do you ‘notice the way he looks at you? It 19 enough to damn him for al) eternity.” Upon her arrival at the hotel Ajaire received an agreeable surprise, for ar her vehicle paused at the curb David | Law stepped forward, bat tn hand, “What bloodthirsty business brings you to Puenio?" she guersea, when they jhad exchanged greetings. ! Law smiled at her. “I came to ef 'ter free board and lodging to a poce |'Greaser. But he ain't here. And you | mna‘am ?” When Dave learned that she wart counting upon Genera) Luis Longorie’r ald in securing Justice, he regarded hew with some curlosity as he inquired: “Isn't Longorio the very man whe robbed you?" “Yes.” “Mexicans ore peculiar people,” Law sald slowly. “At least we don’t undex stand thelr business methods er thew habits of mind. From my experience with them, I wouldn't put mueb con® dence In this Longorto’s word. ¥ say this, and Tip stipposed to have a Nttie Mexican blood in me.” During this brief conversation) they had entered the hotel, and she give her hand to Law. “T hope we shall see “ooehe Other again,” she murmured. “That's more’n Hkely; I'm located te your neighborhood now,” he informeé her. “I’m Jeaving for Jonesville in the morning.” “By train?” “No'm. T'm goin’ te follow the river rond if I cao get an automobile.” Mindful of the Ranger's courtesy te her on their previous Meeting, Alaire said: “Won't yon go with us? We I» tend to start early.” Dave Was nearly speechiess with de- light, und when the mistress of Lar Palmas had gone upstairs he felt in clined to pinch himself to see if he were dreaming. He had pursued « frultless quest during the past few days, und bis resentment had grown as he became certain that Tad Lewis had sent him on A wild-goose chase; but the sight of Alaire miraculousty restored his good spirits, and the pros pect of a company ehanged the whole trend of his thoughts. His disappointment at not seeing her upon his visit to Las Palmas had only served to enhance his memortes of their first meeting, and time now had deepened his interest tenfold, Yes, she was “The Lone the estrella brillante of his empty sky. There could be no doubt about his feelings; he was more. thar romantically interested, the mere sight of her had electrified him. The discov ery distressed him, and he very prop- ‘erly decided that the affair shouwkd end [except disappointment. . . ° * . » > “ ued Tomorrow) CUOSOSCOSOHOGOSOCCE CASP: “O° Phone 120 POLO OOOSERROOOED long, intimate ride in her | | | i