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SYNOPSIS.
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of Miss Dorothy Upton and
friend, Mrs. Fane, breaks down at New
Mexico border patrol camp, commanded
by Lieutenant Kynaston. The two wom
en are on way to mine of Miss Upton's
father, located a few miles across the
Mexican border. Kynaston leaves women
at his camp while he goes with a detail
to investigate report of Villa gun runners.
Villa troops drive small force of Car
ranza across border line and they surren
der to Kynaston. Dorothy and Mrs. Fane
still at camp when Kynaston returns with
prisoners. Blind Mexican priest appears
in camp and claims interned Mexicans
have in the spoils brought across the line
a wonderful emerald bell stolen from a
shrine by Zapata and taken from him by
Carranza troops. Priest is searching for
the emerald in order to return it to the
serine. Kynaston finds Jewel and reports
to department headquarters. Major Up
dyke appears from headquar‘ers to take
charge of valuables captured, Priest
and emerald bell disappear. Kynaston
slips across border with one man to aid
Upton family surrounded by Villistas.
The water supply runs short. The defen
ders kill some of their besiegers.
If you were a young man be
ginning to fall in love with a
pretty yoman, and felt that she
reciprocated your sentiments, do
you believe you would have the
courage to offer yourself for cer
tain death if you believed the
sacrifice would save the girl from
shame?
CHAPTER VI.
The Death Game.
The faces of the advancing revo
lutionists were grave. Two men had
come out of the mesquit and had laid
the body of the dead man upon a sad
dle blanket, which they were carrying
slowly toward their own lines.
“A little while ago, Senor Upton,”
said one of the emissaries, a gray
bearded old man, “we offered you im
munity if you would surrender and
thus save bloodshed. You refused.
"We now come to tell you that we
now demand more. The man who
was just murdered was Colonel Pes
quiera, and I demand, in the name of
General Villa, our commander in chief,
that the man who shot him be sur
rendered to us. He will be accorded
treatment as a prisoner of war and
will receive a fair trial by court-mar
tial—”
’ Wilkes frankly laughed.
"You call his death a murder! What
name do you give the attempt to kill
us, senor?”
“You have brought it on yourselves,
senores; you have no business here on
the sacred soil of Mexico. But when
you deliberately kill a Mexican citizen,
you shall have justice meted out to
you.
“If the man who killed Colonel
Pesquiera is given up to us, the rest
can go unharmed. If he is not given
up—senores, we have sent for re-en
forcements. We know that your sup
ply of water is low. You cannot hold
out longer. It is but a question of
time. I warn you that if we have to
take the place we will show no quar
ter to anyone.”
“Knowing the Mexican manner of
making war, I am not surprised at
that,” commented Mr. Upton. “Go on.”
“It is solely a question of one life
against all of yours. The one who
surrenders will receive a fair and im
partial trial —”
“With a conviction already settled
on. Nothing doing in that line, thank
you. Come on, Wilkes, if that’s all
they have to say.”
Upton strode angrily off up the hill,
with W’ilkes following. The two ex
changed not a word until they once
more entered the shelter of the house.
Then Upton broke the silence.
"We are in a bad fix and there’s no
denying it, Wilkes. What the dickens
can we do? Kynaston, come into the
back room, where we can talk over a
private matter without interference.”
When they entered the council cham
ber Upton lit a pipe and strode up and
down, his brow wrinkled in thought.
“Look here, Upton,” Kynaston
spoke sharply, “I can’t bring those
men of mine over here even if I could
get them. It would mean war.
There’s no question about that. To
bring armed forces across the line
will mean war to a certainty. That
man was shot by one of us, Upton—l
mean by you or me; and I can’t say
which to save my life.
"Not that it matters. There can be
only one outcome from the quandary.
You can't surrender, Upton, even if
you killed him, because you have your
daughter to look after. I will go down
there and tell them that my troop has
orders to come across after me if I am
not back by daylight, and maybe if
they are confronted with a bluff like
that it may work. What do you say?”
“Say?’’ growled Upton. “I say that
when you are once in their hands you
won’t have any more chance ’n a
snowball in Tophet. No, my boy, you
stay here.”
“I think I can escape from them
even if I do surrender. No, Upton,
it must be done as I say; I will accept
their terms and go down there.”
“You’ll do no such fool thing,”
growled Upton again. “You don’t sup
pose that I’m goin’ to profit that way,
do you? No, sir! I’ll tell you what
we’ll do, Kynaston. We’ll play for it —
a game of whisky poker for three
chips. Whoever gets three chips first
gives himself up in the morning. What
do you say?”
“Fair enough," said Kynaston.
“Slightly higher stakes than I’m used
to playing for, though,” he observed
grimly as his host took a pack of cards
from the table drawer. “When you
consider the amount of a lieutenant’s
pay, you’ll realize the size of the
stakes. Go on; deal, and ‘may God
defend the right!”’
Kynaston picked up his five cards,
carefully sorted the ace-high aggrega
tion to the left of his hand, considered
the “widow.” He threw down the
hand and picked up the five cards from
the center of the table. Upton stood
pat. The show-down showed three
aces in Kynaston’s hand as against
kings and sevens.
Upton took a chip.
The cards passed to Kynaston. Both
men became intent upon the game.
In the second hand, with Kynaston
dealing, Upton passed, and Kynaston
turned up the widow. He noticed that
“Go on. Deal!”
Upton sighed contentedly as he select
ed a jack from it. When the knock
from both men indicated that neither
had any further hope of bettering his
hand the upflung cards showed a pair
of aces in Kynaston’s hand against
four jacks in Upton’s.
The next two hands broke even.
Thus the end of the fourth deal found
each man with two chips to his credit.
Tne sweat was fairly streaming down
their faces. Both bore unmistakable
token of mental strain in the tense
lines about the corners of their
mouths.
Once Upton made a misdeal. He
swore softly.
Just then the door opened. The
two women entered.
“Oh, daddy!” It was Dorothy and
her tone was unmistakably relieved.
“I was beginning to be really alarmed
about ourselves, but affairs cannot real
ly be serious if you and Mr. Kynaston
can sit calmly down to a game of
cards.”
She perched herself on the arm of
her father’s chair.
"What are you playing for, dad
dy?”
“Just to pass the time, daughter.
Run on out, you and Marion. We
have been talking over some matters
you wouldn’t understand.”
The girl passed her hands loving
ly over the old miner’s sparse hair.
The light in her eyes told Kynaston
what the loss of her father would
mean to Dorothy. Then suddenly it
came to him that he was playing the
fourth hand, and that on the upshot
of this one hand it depended whether
or not that light should dawn again
in Dorothy Upton’s eyes.
He bit his lips till the blood came
and ran down, a salty trickle, into his
mouth. Upton looked at Kynaston
grimly as he flung the fifth card into
the widow and settled himself to play
his hand.
" ‘Patience and shuffle the cards,’
as the Spaniards say. Wait a bit,
Kynaston.”
He laid down his hand for a mo
ment and shakingly lit a cigarette.
“Who’ve you got at home, Kynas
ton?”
“Sister. Why? What’s that got to
do with it?”
“How old are you, son?”
“Twenty-five. Still, why?”
“An’ I’m sixty-five. Did you aim
at that man, Kynaston? As God is
your judge, answer me!”
And straight as a shot came Kynas
ton’s answer. “I aimed as deliberate
ly at him as I ever aimed at anything
in my life. Did you?”
“I did. An’ without lyin’ more than
ordinarily I do, I can say that if I did
miss it’s the first time for a long time.
Did you see the body?”
“No. They covered it up with the
blanket too quick for me to see. Why?”
“I wonder if It’s possible that we
both plugged him.”
“That’s got nothing to do with it,”
said Kynaston roughly. “They only
claim one of us. Play your hand, Up
ton! What ails you?”
"Nothin’, only I’d like to bet that
if you killed him he’s got two bullet
holes in him. I must say I don’t like
the idea of havin’ a clean miss set
down against me —taktn’ up the
widow, are you?”
For Kynaston, the play passing to
him, quietly laid down his hand and
picked the five cards from the center
of the table.
“Wouldn't have me stand on two
small pairs with the stakes we're play
in’ for, would you?”
There was little mirth in the Jest.
Just so do men jest who, standing on
the Peaks of Peril, look down into the
Valley of the Shadow. Just so have
Anglo-Saxon men jested from timo im
memorial, playing with death as boys
do with marbles, holding it indeed to
be a little thing where honor is to be
gained.
The older man speculated. Then
he threw down a card. This gave him
the right on the next play to throw
down one card and pick up two.
“Shall we turn up the cards?”
The sweat had started again on
Kynaston's face, but he summoned a
laugh—it was the poorest imitation
that was ever heard —and flung down
his hand face up. It was one ace, one
king, one seven and —two fours!
“If you’ve got anything at all in
your hand as it is, you have me beaten.
I can’t better my hand fiom what I
threw down. In the name of Heaven,
Upton, show down!”
Upton, with a quick look at his
young opponent, laid his hand quietly
upon the table. Three Jacks peered
out from behind a seven spot.
“I was aiming to speculate again
on the next round if you hadn’t
dropped out an' then try for the four
jacks. Want a drink?”
Kynaston nodded, smiling wanly at
his host.
“It's all right, old man,” he said
presently. “It’s as it should be. You
see you’ve got Dorothy to look after
—and —l’d have liked that job myself
if the cards had fallen the other
way—”
Upton whistled.
“Good Heavens, boy! Does she
know?”
Kynaston shook his head softly.
“No. It came too late for me to
tell her. She must never know, Up
ton. Not a word of this. I’l go down
at dusk. You must get the ladies
in the back room on some pretext.
They would raise the deuce and all if
they knew —and then I’ll walk on
down.
“I shall not take a rifle with me,
but I will take that little thirty-eight
automatic of yours. It may come in
handy in the time of need, and I can
hide that where a heavy gun would
be detected. And now, if you don’t
mind, qld fellow, I’ll trouble you for
a sheet or two of paper.
“If I am reported as killed over
here the American papers would jump
to the conclusion that I had deserted.
Then I’ll have a couple of notes that
I’d like you to deliver when—when—■
when I've gone down there.”
“Kynaston! I don’t like to ask you
this —but, man and boy, I’ve known
the army for fifty years, and I know
that an officer doesn’t get a chance to
put by any money. Were your peo
ple army people?”
“Yes. Why?”
“Is your sister dependent upon you
in any way?”
“None of your business, Mr. Upton,”
said the youngster. “No one need be
concerned in this matter but you and
me. We played the game. I lost, and
I mean to pay.”
There was no mistaking the tears
in the old 'man's eyes as he looked
steadily at his opponent.
“I know,” he said slowly, fiddling
with the pack, though his hands
shook. “I know. I won't insult you
by offering to trade places with you.
You have answered my question, boy.
If it is any small comfort to you, you
can rest assured that your sister shall
be provided for. Where’re you
goin?”
“To my room a moment. I’ll see
you when I come back.”
To Kynaston as he passed out of
the great main room the world seemed
awhirl. The game was fair enough,
but he had not counted on his nervous
system failing him.
It is one thing to contemplate death
as a possibility; it is one thing even
to contemplate it as a certainty at the
end of a specified time, but to gamble
life away as if it were a dollar was
something that the cavalryman was
not prepared for.
He would pay—of course he would
pay, ju3t as he knew in his heart of
hearts that old Upton would have paid
had he lost. But to save his soul Ky
naston could not help reflecting that,
had the end been different, he might
have had his chance at winning Doro
thy.
Do you think the Mexicans
will be likely to give Kynaston a
fair trial and humane death —or
is it probable they will torture
him iike the bloodthristy sav
ages they are?
CTO BE CONTINUED.)
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