Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, June 29, 1917, Page 7

A the SUNSET : SE] GY REX BEACH Author of “The Spoilers,” “The Iron Trail,” “The Silver Horde,” Ex. | Saw © Rope © toate SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I—Set afoot and alone by an | gecident in the desert near the Rio Grande Mrs. Alaire Austin, mistress of Las Pal- and La Feria ranches, Law, Texas Ranger, at ay jorsboleveea ater hol | fs commpelied to spend the night there with | as he ts in ambush for a murderer | and cannot leave his post. CHAPTER Il—Next day at event | murderer appears with a companion.” | CHAPTER III—Law captures th. - @erer but is compelled to kill his cpimpan: | m, Panfilo Sanches, who happens to be cousin of Mrs, Austin’s hi oar ay, in’s horsebreaker, CHAPTER IV—At Las Palmas Alaire tells her husband, Ed, that his carousais | and 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 Eg has been heiping the rebel junta. CHAPTER V—On her way to La Feri ba nee Alsive): meets Laongorio, who er and a; for the confiscated stock. ~~» °° Settle CHAPTER Vi-—Entertained at their home by Blaze Jones and his daughter Paloma, Dave hears something about the Tad Lewis outfit, which ts suspected of catue stealing. With Ricardo Guzman and his boys Dave and Blaze go on a sceut after cattle thieves. CHAPTER VII—Law catches two of the Lewis outfit branding a stolen calf and in a fight Kills one and has his horse shot under him. He tralls the other thief to Palmas, where he is insulted by Ed Austin, whom he knows to be very friend- ly with the Lewis outfit. CHAPTER XI—Dave and Alaire attend the Las Palmas rodeo. She presents Dave with @ horse to replace the one killed by the cattle thieves. They discuss the kill- ing of Panfilo, CHAPTER XII—Guzman does not re- turn from Mexico and his reported killing arouses Americans. Dave and Blaze ar- range to go to Romero across the river and recover the body. Jose hears that Dave killed Panfilo and goes to join Lon gorio. Paloma aud Alaire arrange to go to the river to await the return of Biaze and Dave. Longorio appears at Las Pal- mas with an escort and overhears Kid telephoning news of the trip after Guz- 8. man to Tad Lewis. pest tee XIII—Longorio compels Ed te go to the river with him. The girls follow and hide in the pumphouse. The Lewis outfit appears. When Blaze and Dave cross the river a genera} mix-up is prevented by Captain Pvans and his rang- ers who appear on the scene and support Dave. Dave arrests Urbina. CHAPTER XIV—Blaze dodges dress- makers and fortune tellers. CHAPTER XV~Strange, a fortune tell- er, warns Dave that Jose is. cooking up treuble for him and Alaire. Dave goes to see her and in a moment of emotional Stress they confess their love. on CHAPTER XVI-—Ed, who had disap- ared after the Guzman incident, comes ‘k and Alaire decides to divorce him. She writes to her lawyer and to Dave Jose carries Dave's letter to Longorio, who orders him to kill Ed. CHAPTER XVII—Alaire moves to di- vorce Ed. War with Mexico seems immi- nent. Dave comes to the Jones home sick. Strange warns him that Alaire is gone to La Feria and is in great danger. CHAPTER XVIII—Dave goes to Las Palmas and arrives just after the murder of Ed Austin. CHAPTER XIX—He rounds up Jose, gives him the water cure and gets from him confession that he killed Ed, then starts for La Feria to protect Alaire, whom he knows Longorio will capture. He instructs Blaze to give the whole matter the widest publicity and to send Ellsworth to Washington to sing battle hymns. CHAPTER XX—At La Feria Alatre finds that she is Longorio’s prisoner. on the door-knob, but before he could turn it the Catholic priest had him by the arm, and with a strength surprising in one of his stature wrenched him away. Father O'Malley’s face was white and terrible; his voice was deep, menacing; the hand he raised above Longorio seemed to brandish a weapon. ; Will have to face the reckoning.” - 1 | Longorio listened. It was plain that he recognized the truth of O'Malley's Words, but he was convulsed with rage. | “Good!” he cried. dissolve, “I see my dreams} but I am not the first great man to trade an empire for a woman. | Antony, the Roman general, laid his | honor in a woman's arms, shining destiny, but Mexi sufferer by my betrayal. Longorio the Deliverer, I 1 had a 20 will be the! Instead of shall be | known as Longorio the Lover, the man | 1 who gave all—” O'Malley jnterrupted forcefully. | “Enough of this! Come with me. I} have something more to say to you,” He flung opén the door into thé hall and, taking the general by the arm, fairly dragged him from the room ane} into the one opposite. The lieutenant | and his men looked on in amazement, | shuffling their feet and shifting thei rifle-butts nolsily upon the floor. Alalre turned an anxious face Dave, saying: “He is wonderful. gorio is almost—afraid of him.” “Yes; y bring him to his| senses. If he doesn't Dave cast his eyes desperately over the room conscious all the time that he was be ing watched with suspicion by the men| outside. He stirred restlessly and| moistened his lips. “Longorio would be crazy to injure you.” | Ten minutes passed; fifteen. Alaire leaned, motionless, against the table ;| Dave paced about, followed by the ey of the soldiers. One of the latter! struck a match, and in the silence it sounded like a gunshot. Dave started, | at which the soldiers laughed. They began to talk in murmurs. The odor of cigarette smoke drifted in to the man and the woman. | Finally the door through which Fa ther O'Malley and Longorio had passed opened, and the priest emerged. He was alone. His face was flushed and damp; his were glowing. He forced the Mexicans out of his way and, entering the living room, closed the door behind him. | “Well?” his two friends questioned anxiously. “I've done all I can. The rest is out | of our hands.” The little man sat! down heavily and mopped his forehead, “What does he say?” | “He told me to come here and wait. T never saw @ mun so torn, go dis- tracted.” “Then he is wavering. Oh-h!” Alatre clasped her hands in thanksgiving, but | the father cautioned her: j “Don't be too sanguine. He is not afraid of consequences. He appears to have cor nce. He withont mercy and seems lost to shame, I have never met a man quite like him. Do you know what he feels at this mo- ment? Chagrin. Y mortification | raised to the highest pitch, and a sort of stupefaction that you should prefer another man to him. He can’t under- stand your Iack of taste.” Father O'Malley smiled faintly. “Conceited idiot,” Dave growled. “His humiliation kills him. When I saw that It was useless to appeal to him on moral grounds, and that threats | were unavailing, I took another course, Something gave me Insight into his mind, and the power to talk as I have | never talked before. All in a flash J saw the man’s soul laid bare before me. | to} Lon- | eyes no is INR LET, TREO ar | known. | ready. i 1 Bn erengtayre meet Well, I meant it. Otherwise—r would take you now.” His voice throbbed with a sudden fierce desire, and his long, lean hands closed convulsively. “You must realize that I have the cour- age and the power to defy the world, eh?” He seemed to challenge deniul of this statement, but, receiving none, | he went on, fixing his brilliant, fever- ish eyes once more upon Alaire. “As a Man of sentiment I am unique; I am different from any you have ever I would not possess a flower | without its fragrance. You did not be- Neve me when I “told you that. but I am going to prove it. All your life you are going to think of me as heroic. Perhaps no patriot in history ever made a more splendid sacrifice for his | country than I make now. Some day the world will wonder how I had the strength to put aside love and follow the path of duty.” Alaire trusted herself to ask. “Then we are free to go?” The general’s face was swept by a grimace intended for a smile. “I have} ordered your horses to be saddled.’ } Dave, who had with difficulty re-| strained his anger at the fellow’s bom- | bast, was upon the point of speaking when Father O'Malley took the words out of his mouth: “Would you send this woman out of her own house into a country like— ike this?) Remember the fortune in cattle you have already taken—’ Longorio broke in with a snarl: “1s {t my fault that the country is in| prms? Military necessity compels me | M. D. BARNETT’S Of Course a had been so intense, the relief at her deliverance so keen, that now she felt curiously weak, and she kept close to Dave, comforted by his nearness and | Secure in the knowledge of his strength, Although he was unusually taciturn and rode with his chin upon his breast, she attributed his silence to fatigue. | Now and then, therefore, she spurred | to his side and spoke softly, caressing- ly. At such times he reached for her | hand and clung to it. i Dave was indeed weary; he was, in | fact, in a sort of stupor, and not infre- | quently he dozed for a moment or two In his saddle. Some two hours out from La Feria the riders halted at a point where the roud dipped into a | rocky stream-bed; then, as the horses drank, Dolores voiced a thought that had troubled all of them, a EAA an hare LEAL: y Deaton | VALE INE “Go Before | Change My Mind.” to remain here. 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Finish the shaping with; Nowadays most of the stalwart your hands, dipped in the ground rice. | young Amerieans in United States Put on a plate until the next morn (army khaki tell the time by taking ing, when it will be firm enough t |a peek at their left wrist, and an cut in slices. | increasing percentage of the officers (Your first aim must be to savejzre lugging nifty _little “swagger | bread.) i sticks,” Longorio paced the room, keeping his’! = = eyes resolutely turned away from Law. “Do you mean that I, too, may go?" | O'Malley inquired. “What good are you to me?” snapped the general. | ; ye “You will give us safe conduct?” } } " NN “Be still, priest!” Longorio glared! H a at the speaker, clasping and unclasping his fists behind his back. With the sound of hoofs outside, Alaire and Dolores appeared, and the | Mexican straightened himself with an| effort. | “Adios, senora!” he said, with a stiff | 4 ff bow. “We have had a pleasant friend- ship and a thrilling flirtation, eh? I) shall never cease to regret that fate | interrupted at such an interesting mo-/ ment. Adios! Adios!” He bowed formally, in turn to Dave and to the} priest, then resumed his pacing, with | his hands at his back and his brow} furrowed as if in a struggle with af- fairs of greater moment than this, i} But when he heard the outstde door | creak shut behind them his indifference | vanished and he halted with head turned in an effort to catch the last His face} fot is) asi P Wil | i K il i io e" | i | i q i fill. =u =2 Him “Stop!” he thundered. “Are you @ madmun? Destruction hangs over you; destruction of body and soul. You dare | not separate those whom God hath | joined.” “God! God!" the other sbrilled. “I don't believe in him. I am a god; I know of no other.” } “Blasphemer !” roared the little man, “Listen, then. So surely as you harm these people, so surely do you kill your earthly prospects. You, the first man} in Mexico, che dictator indeed! Think what you are doing before it is too late. Is your dream of greatness only ®) \j ions as only a child or an unblushing dream? Will you sacrifice yourself) .jiist like him could accept 1) and all your aspirations In the heat of pai elled his vanity; I inflated his con- and—I think I played upon it with some cunning. I don’t remember all 1 snid, for I was inspired, but I appealed to his vanity and to his conceit, and us I went along I impressed upon him | over and over, the fact that the world ws we are here and that it trusts He aspires to the presidency ; he ves he is destined to be Mexico’ ; so I painted a picture that surps d his own in nings. He would have been suspicious of mer: fla y, so I went far beyond that and inf ed him with such extravagant kn this unholy and impossible passion? Tonight, now, youmust choose whether you will be famous or infamous, glori- ous or shameful, honored or dishon- ored! Restrain your hatred and con- quer your lust, or forego forever your dreams of empire and pass into ob- livion.” “You are a meddler,” Longorio stormed. “Yeu make a loud noise, but T shall rid Mexico of your kind. We shall have no more of you priests.” Father O'Malley shook the speaker 88 a parent shakes an unruly child. “See! You have completely lost your head. But I want you to listen to what IT am saying. Whether you are more g00d than evil, God must judge, but the people of Mexico are good people, and they will not be ruled by a man who is wholly bad, You have the power to remove this man and this woman, yes, and this priest who dares to point out the pit at your feet; but if you do you will never command another Mexi- can army, There is no war. We are not your enemies. The world knows we are hére, aud it holds you account- able for our safety. Tomorrow you ceit. For a moment, at least, I lifted him out of himself and raised him to the heights.” From beyond the closed door ane Longorio’s voice, issuing some - staal to his men. A moment passed; then he appeared before the three | Americans. He seemed taller, thinner, | more erect and hawklike than ever. His head was held more proudly and| his chest was fuller. A set, disdainful smile was graven upon his face. He began by, addressing his words directly to Alaire. “Senora,” he sald, “J am a man of deep feeUng and I scorn deceit. Therefore I offer no apology for my recent display of emo- tion. If I have seemed to press my ad- vances with undue fervor, it Is because, at heart, I am as great a lover as Iam a statesman or a soldier. But there are other things than love. Nature constituted me a leader, and he who climbs high must climb alone. I offered Chapultepec as @ shrine for your beauty. I offered to share Mexico with you, and I told you that I would not be content with less than all of you sounds of their departure. was like tallow now, his lips were | drawn back from his teeth as if in su- preme agony. A moment and the hoof- | beats had died away. Ther WLongorio } slipped his leash. He uttered a cry—a hoarse, half- strangled shriek that tore his throat. | He plucked the collar from his neck | if it choked him; he beat his breast. | Seizing whatever article his eye fell | upon, he tore and crushed it; he swept the table clean of its queer Spanish | bric-a-brac, and trampled the Itter un-j der his heels. Spying a painting of al saint upon the wall, he ran to ft, ripped | it from its nail. and. raising it over his head, smashed frame and glass, cursing ali saints, all priests, and churchty peo- ple. Havoc followed him as he raged about the pla¢e wreaking his fury upon inanimate objects.. When he had well- nigh wrecked the contents of the room, and when his first paroxysm had spent es vViclence, he hurled himself into a chair, writhing in agony. He bit his wrists, he pounded his fisis, he kicked; finally he sprawled full length upon the floor, clawing at the cool, smooth tiles antil his nails bled. “Christ! O Christ!" he screamed. The sound of his blasphemies reached the little group of soldiers who had lingered curiously outside, and they listened open-mouthed. One by one they crossed themselves and stole away into the darkness, muttering. CHAPTER XXIV. A Grateful Peon. With a singing heart Alaire rode through the night at her husband's gide. The strain of the last fey hours Always Ascendant—Always Ahead 7(°HE remarkable success of the KING EIGHT is % the latest and greatest proof of the continving rightness of KING engineering and the steadfast honesty of KING construction and policy. . 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