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aiff pe te Ps thie Bs! F ‘HAPTER XVI. (Continued,) still the firing kept up. ae @.. vanced, It seemed that he would "never get to it, And he knew what @ bullet might do at any moment. ‘8 He carried no lights, and he felt cer- “tain that as yet the men attacking him had nothing against which to centralize their fire. But as he came closer he knew that advagtage would be lost to him. Then it suddenly oc- curred to him that a show of resist- ance would be a possible help to him. He had no time to feel about for the carbine. But his groping fingers found the revolver on the car seat cushion behind him. Before his arm could go up, Low- ever, he knew that it was too late. The fire was pouring in on_ the! broadside; he could hear the whistle of the bullets and the splintering of the car hood sides. He had ridden down the lights and the waiting men. ‘The stabbing and jetting and drii ing powder smoke obscured the gate #o that they were upon it before he knew it. There was @ second rending and snapping of wood, a vision of flying white pickets, a cry from the soldiers on either side of him. But the car had passed its second barrier, carrying away one end of the frame- work across its battered lamps. MoKinnom took a deep breath and ‘waited with his foot still on the brake, oppressed by the terror of a sudden derailment. But the great car kept to the tracks and went thundering in between the shadowy buildings that shut them off from the § ing rij the passing of the thunderous echo that they were in the open again, cir- cling up through the ecattering lines ef mud huts. T! two Sapa to ee oeinerto f ie girl move; she i Yo the aeat. But he beld per there as the car continued to pluhge along the crooked tracks, then tae boo & bn came to his ears, breaking throug’ the continuous monotone of the wind's + rush past his face, straining and Ing into the darkness ahe: i in the roadstead the Laminia: siren was still bellowing and roaring. Lights began to appear in the houses of the wakened town. ‘Alicia. Boynton, still pinned down ' py his knees, was struggling und call- ‘to him. He knew that she was ‘that she was still unharmed, and was all he cared to know. » . “Hurry!” she called to him. ‘p{, “Yes,” Ne enanereds leaning closer to cate? her words. / *°.Swe lurcie about the town,” she was calling into his ea! “We have to come out by Point Asuncion, next to the new hospital. There will be guards there. They can cross from the pier end almost as soon as we round!” i ut to the last notch,” McKin- non explained, and she had to steady herself in the reeling car by suddenly hing at his arm. -. oathey" try to stop us there!” she out to him once more. hey can't!” he called back reck- leasly, almost drunkenly, for the apeed of their escape seemed fe pave gone 4 head. “They can’ ey We ddenly forced her down to her ° gormer position, between his shelter- ing knees, for his’ strainyag eyes had ence more caught sigf of moving lanterns ahead. ‘he ad passe through the heart of \ e town, nd ai were once more on its ragged out- akirts. They were following @ little embankment of made land, littered with cinders and scrap iron. McKin- non could see the olly glimmer of water beneath him, to the right. To the left, the ghostiike chimney and walla of a power house floated past, and were lost behind them, ear rumbled over a culvert ‘and bit with its wheel fla curve that took them # again toward Point Asuncion. Bieaall the while his eyes wore on the lights ahead. momidaeniy he uttered @ startled crys a ment than 0 8 y rined men ' yin inder of tron, And © fe hnew “ifsc iieder “wan meant to top hin Mi at doubt as to hin pemy" it dinappeared ith the sud '« nw of w rifle yullet throu bh inn. dycked low he heard the Fre dant pught his carbine into Throw ng the old-fashioned yy? down and back, he careful aim at the v4 » linht by Ment. It Was net until Ws inagaxzine was empty that he dropped weapon and caught up his revolver, His shots were going wild, he knew, but he did not stop. He saw the moving lights come to # halt almost beside the track ) He saw one of them go down seatter, and the oil break jn’ . He saw the remaining lights waver, draw back 6 diaperse, And ™ the gir fell as the men wavered tnd retreated, But it 4 ot fall on be Hr here it lay bes swept past where ay oll, ix good feet trom the mM) @ thousand fighting ancestors. And fle fire of De Brigard’s men. knew.bY banana belt, still climbing and ¢! Ss i get, and the car had thundered past before they could make @ second move. He felt the girl clasping his knee; whether from fright or weak- ness or gratitude at their deliverance he could not tell. Nor did he care to ask as he helped her up into the seat. The: clear of the town now, and in the open country. A long level stretch of swamp land, musky-smell- ing, miasmal, blanketed with mist, stretched before them. McKinnon knew that no courier could overtake them. He remembered that no wires ran from Puerto Locombia inland, that the coast was cut off from the hinterland, that they were compara- tively safe until they had climbed the Height of Land_and Guariqui itself came in sight. Then there would be the Liberal's army's lines to run and De Brigard’s sentinels to pasa, ‘Then, if all went well, their jou: woul be at an end. Getting into Guariqui would mean one last risk and one last fight; but in t eantime they were comparatively He lessened the mad speed of the car a Mttle, wondering, for the first time, if they carried enough gasoline to see them to their journey’s end.} ‘The more he thougnt over that prob- lem of gasoline supply the more it dis- turbed him, With his tank once empty they would be stranded in a hostile country, in which there would be no hiding, from which there could be no escape, The mere terrifying thought of such a contingency caused him to throw out the speed lever a notch or two, He noticed, as they plunged on and on through the quietness of the night, that his hands were cut and scratched, that his face was caked with dried blood, that his body was o persistent and unquenchable glow of exhilaration, something more tha: mere speed-drunkenness and mere thankfulness for delivery from past dangers. It was the world-old and primordial joy in accomplishment, the intoxica- tion of conquest implanted in him by he felt at his side the tired and over- taxed body of the woman for whom he was battling; and e swayed “The Evening World Daily there with the swaying of the car, letting her weight fall against his shoulder and then recede from It, this feeling that might have been nothing more than pagan eéxultation was touched and transformed into some- thing higher. The air beat against their faces side by side; nocturnal moths flattened against their cloth- ing and were held there by the wind. McKinnon could see that they were beginning to climb, now that the swamp land had. been left ind, and that Jeaves and palm fronds were rustl! on either side of them. The air seemed to grow clearer, the dark- ness leas abysmal. He could see that they were at last on the edge of the pounding and swaying upward. Their path was now a lonely aisle throug! the forest of rustling greenery that * .growded up to the very track edg sometimes a leat swept the car roof. At times they could hear the ripple of water in the trrigation ditches, Once a light swung across the track a mile ahead. It brought the lever out to full speed again, and the two figures in the car lower down behind thetr barricade. A voice shouted to them out of the darkness as they swept past, but that was all. ‘They were grinding and screeching on @ curve again, before McKinnon could lesson the speed. As they ewept around the sharp quarter- circle, the car descended on what must have been @ grasing burro or a steer, The heavy framework shud- dered with the force of the impact: there was an animal-like sound, half- groan, half-grunt, as the obstructing black mass was thrown aside. Mc- Kinnon felt a spurt of blood thrown up in his face, and the next moment held his breath, for he knew they had sped out on a cobweb of steel that bridged the canon-like bed of a river. But still they kept on, up and up, until the gradient began to tell on the motor and the air grew percep- tibly cooler, Forest trees were about them now, and they could hear the startled call of birds and the cry of monkeys. Once a jaguar called out through the night, and once, as they swept past a sleeping village of littié white huts, they saw the glow of coals in an open mud oven But still the flying wheels carri.d them up and up until they could tee behind them the vague glimmer of the Caribbean, and the starlight grew go clear that McKinnon could make @ut the woman's locked hands in her lap at his side. He felt her shiver with the cold, and forced her to drink fs little of the liquor from his brandy flask. Then he groped about, looking for a covering, for he knew that the altitude grew greater the ox would increas Under the cushions he found an ot®kin coat, and helped her into it. fe coat was much too large for her, but he doubled it over in front and held it in with a cushion strap about her waist. He noticed for the first time that they were both hatless, And as he began to feel the penetrating ebill creep into his own bones he # lowed a mouthful of brandy and toned his coat close up to bix thr But they were #till racing on, u up toward the Cordilleras, And bi thanked what gods he thought wer watohing over him that the gasoline had held out and that the car had kept to ite tracks A cluster of three or four lights showed ahead, on their left, and brought « nthe girl him must take the track to t “That means 4 swith wing down. "We have to circle f she explained. Then » with her hand on his shoulder, and peered whead through t nthe other Guariqul,” m to eee that ai for no accou: son, ae whe sat back in her seat at hie olde than ereep slong the ratis, were geen now, KINNIN kept slowing the car down, at the repeated IM uot they did no ne mo N heevy i lights foliage on tweeks jaft them in either whet \ an unbroken tunnel of darkness. So McKinnon leancd out over the side of moving car, waiting for chug of the wheels metal of the ewitch- They groped their way 0! quarter of a mile at this snail’ Dp before the telital car told them the wheel-flanges had ruck and swerved ag The switch was set for th left-hand track, so they had to re- nd back away again, coming ndstill some ten or twelve t of the switch-stand tar- Then McKinnon went forward nnoitre, leaving the girl, with the revolver, to guard th two discoveries as he crept about the track in thi ness, The first was that the switch however, using hi @ crowbar, to ci 'y and twist the His second discovery was Standing on the more alarming one. track, blocking was a flat car piled high with roughly hewn sticks of logwood. ‘To push that cur ahead of them to Guariqui was out of the question, He knew it would have to be hauled back and sidetracked on the rails to the Whether or not it was beyond the strength of his motor only an tual test could tell. binding the logwood pile to- and after a few minutes of bard work this chain was securely attached to his car-axle and hooked over the coupling pin of the flat car, But try as he might, the obstacl was not to be removed. car refused to stir, ing and back-firing under the un- natural strain, wae not strong enough for the task. And His motor, skulk- he was sorely injuring bis engine and finding bimself broken down and helpless on the very outskirts of De Srigard’s lines. He saw that there Wes nothing to do but unload flat car where it stood. Alicia Boynton would have helped him at that slow and dreary labor, but he pointed out to her the neces. sity of standing on guard while bi The rough hewn sticks of beyond bellef. he cuuld not logwood seemed heay; Some of them, whic! lift, he had to work slowly outward and lot fall from the side of the car. every log and mtick fell clear of the t His muscles ached, his fingers seemed without joints, heavy drafts from his brandy flask. doggedly, #ul arguing with bimself that he ought to be grateful that he was guin ing his end without being discovered, picturing what such jabs under the fire of 4 dozen half-breed bharpehooters at short rane. t himnelt with thought that bis gasoline had held out them pounding t nee in Guariqui Was wafety and rest. There would be good hot coffee in plenty of that bed seemed the most consoling & new fear stabbed 1 his lumbering Would daylight come be were on their way again? they to be caught and trapped, | by the rigtn Hin wateh bad run of the Inst twerty hours he 90 had lone aince passed from He turned and looked up at the It seemed to bim tha dome studded with inte Was more luminous than euntern horizon was shut m him by a wall of heavy fo jut it seemed to wae cal eae « grey a e, Homewhere a SSeS & “OH, WHAT'S FIFTEEN MINUTES, MORE OR LESS!” sound of a fooster. crowing. The thought that this néw enemy, this pelentiess enemy of light, was on his heels turned him back to his wor! nziedly, until his heart pound like @ trip-hammer under his aching Dreastbohe, and his breath, in that fed atr.osphere, came with snort and painful gasps. He nad to resort to his brandy flask, and empty it, befor» could reach the car again. There he rested for a preolous minute or two, explaining to icla Boynton that he would pry against tne empty flat car's wheel with. a logwood stick, while she hauled and tugged at its lower end with the reversed motor. It was perilous work, calling for the utmost caution lest one fault of Ju ment undo all his labor, but an inar- ticulate little cry burst from him as he saw the black mass slowly yiel: and then move, inch flanges against the switch points, and knew that he had won. Then the op- eration was repated, when once the switch had been cleared and the lever thrown over, and again the stubborn flat car was pried @id pushed into motion. When it came to a standstill it was left resting well off to the left of the switch, with the road to Guar- iqui once more open. McKinnon'e ears were ringing, and his head swam a little, as he climbed into the track motor’ noticed, too, tha! 8 ry “Look! It's daylight coming!” cried the girl at his side, He peered out through the phantasmal grayneas that lightened about them, and a new anx- fety crept and corroded through all his aching body. “It will have to be full speed now— back, the lever went to the last notch and the car racked and pounded along the un- even rails, The forest fell away, and they came into @ more bi iB coun- try, winding and twisting between bald and rocky hills, past coffee farms from which early awakened dogs barked out at them. Then the Nght grew stron they could see ® more orderly and level country studded with rancho and hacienda, and a crooked, sun-baked road, white with dust, and broken walle, and clumps of stunted trees, Then the girl gave a cry end caught at his arm “Guariqui!” she said, pointing t- ward the northwest ad no tim to look, for at the same moment h own eyes had caught might of som: thing which filed him with en even nore compelling emotion Hefore the rocky hill ts toward which they were sweeping, le caught wight of a row of amoke columns and the serried white splashes of wally againat the yallow-gray of the parched fields. He leaped to his feet oy be saw it, and strug@led with one of the cartridge boses on the row behind them. He pulled and tugged and worked it aulokly forward’ to heighten the barricade on the right. snd wide of the ear, for he knew ‘hey were charging down on De ‘irigard’s camp He realised that ‘heir climactic moment was at hand, that the tme for their last dasa scross the enemy's lines had come Already Ne could see the pacing sen- triew ue they met and countermarobed between the soattered splashes of white, He could se@ the sorralied bores and mules of De Brij Ap the car make out uniform, ing about the camp them he could ane stooping quickly over Diack pote; one wroUp Wan splashing and washing at « long Wooden Water trough. There 4 something trangull in the eumeth strangely unlike « wey of war ip y rising turday., January 2, 1 Men Who Fail—VIIL e xx22zhs. © By Robert Minor Migssiae. Sa ashi ™ ide IN AR i Net Wee's Gomme Welt Th mes Bennet barefooted men in grotesquely soiled bied and ragged uniforms. if bis He knew that De Brigard’s move- ment had been crushed, that the rev~ olution was already a thing of the past. There was a smolderi ince er two on the low but a week or two of gun- by Arturo Boynton'’s mounted police would gtifie all that was left of Gan- ley’s coup d'etat. And Ganley him- helf? He knew that Ulloa was still [a agg Bd coast to cut off Ganley’s encape, He wondered, with a strange sense of detachment, just where be- tween the blue peake of the Cordil- leras and the ribbean’s pulsing drew back surf-line that of des ekulking and hiding. where under that unpitying and bigh- Yoo, it was all over and done, Mc- Kinnon told himeeif, , as ae comprehension of the solitudes that enisied him to creep like a movement slowly rising tide through every fibre brought her trembling into Bis of his being. They meant nothing to “I have alwi him, these outlandish soldiers in whispered, weakly, among its lonely hills, these denim- clad peons with long-bladed machetes, these red-tiled homes of @ people who were foreign to him, this overgaudy to Latin palace with its second-rate statuary and its gilding aad mirrors lnnd of strangers to bim. He penal y Uonly ‘knew that he wae homesick for lteelt tate the ai for the older and more austere ways world of reality. eager a pe 4 ere seemed something barbaria to yas him in the very music of the band streets below. In the men who fol- the narrowed shdulder and the pro- truding cheekbones of Carib-I ae tate blood. ‘They seemed more than out- now,” white men. And he was tired of them as the: and their foolish little warsi he was = wt, ei homesick. At’s going to be Boynton standin; almost within I get back!” abe was dr in white seat before life out of bim by pouring what could be nothing but liquid fire down bis way throat, from a leather-covered flask. ‘This flaek was quickly and mercifully knocked te one side, by a8 SNSTY- and the ki faced man in white duc! 4 eaid in perfect Ene: “Get the poor beggar into th: ‘The: we the! “Stand back!” and and “No; to the Pi that there was a woman weeping aide bim, but he could not be eure of this, He heard a thin and far-away hoofs and ot wheels, And that was all hi ber. be the tranquilly feeding horses and es. Then the scene changed, with pioture. ouwrent. The sentry, in the mean the ghot ¢hree tii repeated until the maa in the charging car stood and returned bis fre, im to cover. up sharply, driving But the alarm bad been tree clumps and the bro! pe bpedh Crepe gwarm with men; CHAPTER XVIII. 'KINNON w; very happy. hong days gince they had dug the bullet out of his shoulder and told him te lie quiet for a while and et rest up and make blood. But on thie particular morning he had been given perir'cston to go to the Palace roof, fer where Aikens, the Boston youth who acted as the Guariqul operator, wae still etruggting over bie half-renovat- 4 wireless apparatus. had been carried to the roof 18 & wind chair, by two of Duran’s bodyguard, and the white sunlight and t! tinted city and the companionship of ulous bey from ie head, like wine, and left him foolishly aud wistfully LA as “Ag od at the idea of a corru- gated eee coe station on the roof 3 at Douiim, he told Ail Crusader smoking @ cigar of @ mon- with mati chutes or @ cathe- register. Then Aikena Jed bim to the arcomaniee fo of the flat roof and show 2 aro in Avenida Sacre- jorida and the new and d,, by languid inch. {Py He heard the grind of the rusty wheel 415, ing lead into a hu, riddled track mo down their eentries end broken into their very lines, For ene incongruous momest Mc- Kinnon had felt vaguel; those lean and hungry king and unkempt idiers in dirty denim uni- He had thought of them homeless and unhappy men who were being made the tools of forces could th<v eoomed to him dancin; néng brown-faced fends, best to put a b of a stranger So McKinnon the lonely and ullet thro! ‘the head bn) Boston went to ho was very tired and mode: Ou @ wofully empty stomach. ie aaw them, as in a dream, but ho svarcely gave them a thought. Death hed snapped at his heels too often an1 too closely that night; he was ous of their fire- their pot-metal wanted to get to Guariqui something to eat, and thea sleep tar twenty good hours. And the of the car made him dizzy. ry bone in his body ached. Ao’ he wondered how long be would to keep shootin ° was atirred & avroum of the girl supremely oon dra} with a cash lights thet ewu power house toward Paraiso Hill the statuary that gleamed through the green palms of the Parque Nacional and the Asilo Chapal ani the new Boynton Hospital and the columned front of the Theatro Lo- comtAo and protested tha: wasn't euch @ one-horse tow: bent over the al seat cushion ne knew that she wee tyii hief, about his a left ehoulder, Hi ra little by the sud- ih. MeKinnon continued to look down at Guariqui after Aikens beyond he could of water from a frond wae glad too * the noise of all the shooting had opped—he was glud eas one & Narrow iron bridgr valle, white walle a red roofs, and hearing @ bu, At the head of A ft fod then cries ond calle. he could seo a car muat have come to « atop Hn could see a a pointed gray sellow-faced man uniforn like an offers and carried & sword from a red lk sash, & foolleh and woman. wiuure Where the car atood changed into & nee of human beings 4 seen Hite brown-faced de- triped uniforms, shout ing and dancing an4 throwing fool inh little red-etriped cape up in the gibbering and calling in an out perched on rid ntending royal lay the wray end (he lonely biue peaks He could not understand what meant, all he knew waa that be want to get somewhere whe and where be & the nolMe grew wore band of ehouting men, with carbines n prancing little Peruvien t him. Then unted band that wUrring music « in past the tu uld ene the watering the men ip linen and anxiety bad left her face color- agains! Jena, Tene strong eunl Mian ane centuated the tender under either cheekbone. feel far ay —oh, everything!” There was & minute or two of. si- etood gazing hendingly. almoat timidly. Uttle aloof fro: allena- tion brought @ touch of bitterness in- to his voice as he went on. “No; I don't believe you do know. ‘This ie the life you were born to, ‘This is your home, It means every- thing to yout” 4 miserable, than I would be happy away from the things that would make you feel Inst and miserable.” She glanced up with a Hittle look of wngprien. 'm not a Locombian, a Spaniard,” 6 ee BPEL eh, ane wae turn to laugh, ti there was little mirth in it. “No; but you are the sister of Doe- tor Arturo Boynton, Minister of Wa for the Republic of Locombia, Met Vederal”—— gain, and met you are the man who saved you know what from!” Antonio Hill, 4 Ai hurried return with He threw up his hand with a gos aT 40 aticcs to Gn it ture of protest 4 1 was thinking hanged little about port Mek! ene, the Republic of Locombta. ed, with a ehort laugh eet_you out of that Ganley meas. “then you aved me,” she protested. {haath future life wae wrope upwe is herrt Mut hewin. Ie thought, a littl envioush f the dave when she had been « clone to bin, whea the arm of no in tervening convention had estretche. out between them All his life muddeniy eeemed an CIty And aimions and wasted life to Kin Tt seemed an affront to her, to tell her how unworthy be w the growing hunger and ache ii be elare of open bi aobe. mos ‘ot loved you,” Tagged uniform, this sun-baked city “And would you go beck with that would be an affront to a Hudson noticed; barefooted soldiers in River ateamboat's cabin. It was ® denim marched by under the oud band bray unted the North. It was Aiken: othe wireless le Aa 8, He was possessed with a longing tor, who brought them back te Of life, for more tranquil and muffled = uprye got ‘emi days, for the crowded 84 from Bis iitile station door faded that brayed and shrilled from the second Ume, a litte more ime” fowed that Dand he could make out PAHOBUY. sine gop from the war the Preaident landore to him; they were scarcely “What is it?” asked Alicia He heard a movement at his side, ‘the fireworks exhil 2 he looked up the embrasure on a coat and turned tv Be over which he to see Alicia “Hut you watch that responder reach of his hand. She seemed al- and was before most ghostlike to bis first etartled could Pres 7h end t glance, for onsed the Eistremen linen, and many days and nights of the newoomer pressed thing terrible mistake, nim M4 have help at once or innocent o without healtation zen will be murdered, Send the Republic of Lorombla from—well, 284 heliograph advent f 7 th ht ‘When T happened ae « primary ing baime about bam ones sideration to he fighting aw: ‘was giad to know th e save my own precious neck! loved stood at bie preeate