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Rain’s
Reincarnation
By FRANK BLIGHTON
the Pacific Limited, become! Interested in
the furtive movements of a email brown
man, evidently a foreigner, and Invest!*
Williams, mining man, boards the train
and makes the acquaintance of the
atranger. Jallsingiuo Jltendra, who
proves to be an East Indian. The limited
CHAPTER II.—'Williams, though pain
fully burned, saves Jltendra. who had
been pinned under the wreck The Hindu
eternal gratitude. Williams
message telling him Mexicat
seized his mine
' and killed or driven
reives
revolutionists
known as “El Tlgn
cC the Americans.
CHAPTER III.—On his way to his mine,
alone. Williams discovers that Jltendra Is - ,
following him, and he orders him to turn
»- The Hindu apparently ucqules
lianis knew-—tiniest Jltendra could and
would explatv) It.
He turned to glance nt the little Hin
du with growing feeling of respect,
bordering on awe. He noticed that,
while surrounding them, the soldiers
were riding well away from Jltendra
and himself.
The mysterious demise of their cap
tain had evidently not been without Its
effect. Buck wondered why Jltendra
and himself had not been shot down.
It must he because definite orders
had been sent out both for his capture
and disposition—otherwise the rifles
of the bandit command would, ere this,
have visited a death as sudden, but by
no moans as mysterious, upon both.
“Jltendra.” whispered Williams.
The Hindu turned.
“What was it that killed Pacheco?”
“The vengeance of Vishnu, sahib,”
answered the other.
“I do not understand,” replied the
mine owner. He was a little irritated
to think that he. a strong, lusty Ameri
can, was inferior in resources for re
sistance to his enemies, while a gaunt,
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ing him Pm here. That may help u lit
tle. There’s something going on here
that I don’t understand at all, Jltendra.
I didn’t ask you to come with me—I
did the best I could to get. you to go on
about your own business. So there’s
no reason at all for you to be locked
up, and If there’s any why I should
be, 1 want to know it I”
“Do you, indeed?”
Buck leaped toward the sound and
peered through the tiny, grated orifice
in the Iron-hound oak doer. The query
was in Kngllsh. but It carried u muck
ing sneer which worked the mine own
er Into a hew frenzy.
He could not make out the features
of the speaker in the seini-durknesK. yet
he fancied he. had heard the voice on
some other occasion.
“I see you do not recognize me”
blandly went on the same speaker.
“Well, Mr. Williams, I’m Herbert
finds Jltendra thcr
dies the mine h'
CHAPTER IV.—The Hindu declares
Fate has bound him ami Williams to
gether, and asserts mysteriously that the
•rods Vishnu and Siva arc with him. Wil
liams, ^somewhat tom-lied, allows him to
’ ep of exhaustion Wil-
emaclated, undersized atom bound as Hardinge—you recall the name, don’t
securely ns himself to another horse, | you—Hardinge, agent for the United
invoked apparently occult powers with | Kingdom Exploration company?”
such startling results. “Yes," replied Williams brusquely;
.Titendru’s hands were tied as were 1 “that is, if you are the same Hardinge
his own—he could see the flesh swell- i that tried to beat me out of the El
. ing on the bony wrists where the taut i Tlgre property live years ago. What
) rawhide was shrinking in the heat of j of it?”
; the sun. ! “I just heard of your plight,”
“The vengeance of Vishnu.” at last j smoothly answered the syndicate agent,
he meehanicaly re] >afod, when the ; “and hurried down to see !f I could be
Hindu had apparently failed to notice
Ills
mirk.
e headed b.
mine* foreman
party get
ml Pacheco, his for-
With Jltendra, also
for Zapii-
tfil n . On the way Pacheco brutally strike
Williams and almost immediately falls
from his horse dead, apparently without
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“Yes. Sahib Buck.”
The squalid adobe structures of
/'tipniillb were now clearly in view.
The foldlers sat a little more erect,
• ‘<>d their ragged ranks into slightly
stniightor lines, and the horses, sens-
ng a delayed meal, moved forward
at a swifter pace.
St 111 Jltendra did not vouchsafe any
explanation. Only at the gate of the
carcel Itself, a few minutes later, did
Buck Williams catch u low murmur of
words. lie listened eagerly.
The Hindu seemed to be chanting,
but the words were English;
Thoy reckon 111 who leave me out;
When me they fly—I am the wings.
I am the doubter und the doubt.
And 1 the hymn the Brahmin stags.
CHAPTER V.
Incarcerated.
The Jail nt Znpatillo was a structure
In which one would not particularly
care to remain for a prolonged period.
The Intensely hot. humid day made
the walls reek with a stench from the
insanitary conditions which always
prevail in prisons, no matter how well
cleaned.
The food was unspeakable; the wa
ter insufficient and unpalatable.
Buck Williams ami Jltendra Jointly
occupied a black, fetid hole on the
level of the street. It opened on tbe
corridor, not far from the main gate.
A soldier in the passage guarded
them, notwithstanding the thick earth
en walls, with oak doors, traversed by
heavy bars of wrought Iron, which, of
themselves, were certainly capable of
demining two men without tools to
burrow or gnaw through them.
The American had not willingly en
tered the cell.
In fact, he had strenuously objected.
In terse Spanish idiom he demanded
to be first taken before the jefe po
litico, an official corresponding to a
circuit Judge in his own country.
His demand was ignored. Then the
tiger in him boiled up. His bands had
used of murdering him
of any assistance to you.”
Williams hesitated.
Herbert Hurdinge had consistently
and relentlessly opposed' him in the
past. Their litigation over the owner
ship of El Tigre. hud been expensive to
both and it hud only ended when the
highest court in Mexico upheld his own
prior rights’.
But blood is thicker than water, and
the Anglo-Saxon love of Justice some
times causes white men in foreign
lands to forget past differences in new
per Is. So Williams replied: . _
“That’s mighty white of you, Har- f flc , 0 ’ He w
dingo. 1 don’t know why I’m here, for, havo brou , Kht ln hls b0(, r- You » re
to merit Imprison- “ CCU! ’ ,>d - ’ rh, ‘ HiMiN-nant of the com-
1 maud, who succeeded to Pacheco’s
prob
lem” seemed to have been handled at
home?
“But what has this to do with my
arrest?” he savagely demanded.
“Everything,” bluntly retorted Har-
diugc. “You wore an Interloper and
a trespasser on property now owned
and about to be operated by the TJnf-
ted Kingdom Exploration company. Or-
1 dors were Issued by (loveruor General
Moreno himself that you should be
brought in. if you came hack to El
Tigre. You returned and Captain
Manuel Pacheco, one of Moreno’s own
staff, was sent to carry out the order.
That Is why yon art? here.”
“I see,” bitterly exclaimed the pris
oner. “But why was I not taken be
fore the Jefe politico and warned ubout
this new law?”
“Governor Moreno has suspended
the civil statutes until the province Is
entirely pacified.”
“Then why was 1 not taken before I
hint?"
“Ah! I think you will scarcely he !
anxious to face a military tribunal *
composed of General Moreno’s officers, j
Williams—at IPast, if you still possess ;
the discretion with which I have al- j
ways erediled you.”
"Why not? What have I to fear '
from him or his officers?"
“You ought to know. Captain!
Pacheco did not return to Znpatilllo I
with his command, did he?”
“I realize it. But what has that to 1
do with me?”
“You are a<
this morning.
“Hats!”
“The, military court,” evenly re
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accord you >. hearing this afternoon—
probably within an hour. You know
W’hat that signifies as well as I. You
armed and arrested by Captain
murdered—-they
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I’ve done nothing to merit iiupri:
meut. Of course. I don’t want to stuy
— I want to get back to El Tigre—
aud if you can help me out I’ll surely
be grateful to you.”
“I think the matter can be very eas
ily arranged,” suavely answered the
Englishman; “otherwise I should not
have bothered about coming down.”
“How?”
“If you will transfer El Tigre mine
to the ownership of my company,
promise to return to the United States
without delay, and give a pledge not to
re-enter Mexico for five years, you
will he free in half un hour.”
Williams could not credit his hear
ing. What had El Tigre’s ownership
to do with hls arrest, or in what man
ner could the abandonment of hls
property he made an excuse for re
leasing him?
“I see that you do not thoroughly
understand your present position,”
satirically observed Hardinge as Wil
liams groped vainly for words wlFh
which to voice his indignant surprise.
“You are right—I don't, Hardinge.
But, before you go further, let me tell
you this: I returned to El Tigre only
yesterday from the United States. I
was set upon by my former mine
foreman, bound while asleep, and he
started to bring me here. He offered
no explanation for his extraordinary
and illegal conduct.
“He died, from some cause I can
not understand, while on the way. But
I did uot jeopardize myself by return
been unbound after tbe main gate of !"* t0 ,^ th f ny . lu "- D ' ,ou
the prison closed behind him. With
characteristic, desperate courage, Buck
hurled himself on a eoldier and seized
his weapon.
But the others, with a sinister de
liberation, considering the mine own
er's preconceived theory that some
mysterious and malign infloence was
behind hls seizure, covered him—and
they were twelve to one.
For a moment the foul atmosphere
of the cartel was surcharged with an
Impending tragedy.
Buck, glaring with malevolent eyes
into the faces of hls guards, knew that
he could never hope .to leave that hor
rible hole alive if he persisted in hls
frantic Impulse to force his way out
against such odds.
A curious sense of helplessness over
whelmed him; his strength seemed to
be ebbing away. He paused, irreso
lutely. unheeding the sharp command
of the captain of the guard to surren
der.
Jltendra, impassive as a sphinx,
stood aside, but the glitter of his shy,
brown eyes showed that no detail of
the scene before him was unnoticed.
The rifle rattled to the earth at Buck’s
feet.
He turned nt the Imperative gesture
of the commanding officer and meekly
entered the cell toward which he and
Jltendra had been walking. Inside the
cell, once the door closed behind theha,
the light was dim.
Jltendra submissively seated himself
cross-legged in one corner and re
mained utterly silent. The American,
inwardly raging at his own unaccount
able surrender and the memory of the
injustice to which he had been subject
ed. paced up and down, true to his
designation of "El Tigre.”
Tbe Hindu looked at him calmly.
"Sahib Buck wishes to leave this
place?”
“Leave it?” roared the American.
‘Did I try to break into it?”
He loosened the collar of his shirt
and mopped the perspiration from his
neck. The foul apology for air was
suffocating.
"See here. .Titendra, do you want to
help me get out?”
"Assuredly, sahib."
“Then gpt op, go to the door, and
being coerced Into signing away the
property J have fought for years to
develop. Why shoold I purchase free
dom by voluntarily surrendering Kl
Tigre, when I came back here to hold
it, at all hazards?”
“I would not advise haste in a de
cision.” HardlLge's tone was frigid.
“You ought, to think this matter over
and weigh things carefully, ^’illiama,
before coming to a conclusion which
may only involve you further.”
“How can It involve me? What
matter are you referring to?”
“Tbe officials of the government at
Mexico City who decided that you
were the rightful owner of El Tigre
have been superseded by other men."
“I know that, Hardinge. But even
the ones now in power will not pre
sume to declare my titles invalid with
out a hearing on the merits, nor up
hold an arrest for peacefully occupy
ing my property—surely, at least, not
before the reopening of a case which
was settled before their highest court.”
“No?” The query carried an un
dertone of Insolent sarcasm.
“No!” The defiance in the prison
er’s voice was unmistakable.
“I supposed, Williams, tlmt you had
been in Mexico long enough to under
stand the unstable character of the
government. But you are evidently
unaware that since your departure
from the state of Sinaloa It has se
ceded.”
“I had not heard of it.”
“Nor that General Juan Moreno Is
now the provisional governor of the
province?”
“It s all news to me.”
“I imagined it would be. Now, let
us be frank. I am uncommonly gener
ous with you, Williams. As governor
of this province, General Moreno has
declared titles to all property hi-ld or
acquired by Americans within the past
ten years void, and they have been
confiscated. Hereafter no American
can acquire, nor hold, by purchase or
otherwise, property in Sinaloa, during
the existence of tills provisional gov
ernment. at least. This decree has
the support of Moreno’s advisors and
the approval of a large majority, at
least, of the residents of the province.
Yon see where you are, don’t you?’
title, the sergeant and other officers,
as well as some of the privates, were
giving their testimony before the court
when I was admitted to the carcel."
Buck Williams luughod contemptu
ously.
“That is why I came,’’ severely
continued Hardinge. “to see if I could
help you out of this ugly mess. I’ve
fought you. but I don’t particularly
wish to see you backed against the
wall of the carcel and shot to death at
sunrise tomorrow morning. I'm a
persistent enemy. Williams, but not a j
vindictive one. Now, what do you say
to my former proposition about get
ting out of Mexico?”
“If that's the best card you have
up your sleeve with which to hoodwink
me out of El Tigre. Hardinge, you'd
better go back to your exploration
company and wait for Moreno’s firing
squad to shoot. Why. man, it's ab
surd! I was tied, hand und foot, on
the back of a horse, when Pacheco
kicked off. How can they reason I
killed a man in such circumstances?”
“They doD’t need any reasons—an
excuse Is enough,” laughed Hardinge
brutally. “Pacheco wus well and
strong when he left. He died in some
way not yet determined Just after
striking yon. The physician who per
formed the autopsy says he was mur
dered."
“Does that prove I killed him?"
"Who else? Pacheco’s own men
certainly did not—they worshiped him.
You are against the guns. Williams—
literally. But If you want to be ob
stinate, don’t fancy I'm trying to per
suade you to do the only thing that
will let me help you. Your mine or
your life—take your choice—or lose
them both if you want to! But when
you look Into the rifles of the firing
squad admit to yourself at least that
I did all 1 could to save yon.”
“Thank you.” dryly answered tbs
prisoner. “But why this sudden so
licitude. Hardinge?”
“Purely a matter of expediency—
an anchor to leeward, we’ll say. Gov
ernor Moreno has already Issued us a
legal title to El Tigre. If the provi
sional government is permanent, we’ll
need nothing more. If it fails, we will
then have your transfer of title to us
and continue operating it as LJSpothing
had happened The exploratrou com
pany is Interested in mining—not poli
tics.”
“But I see no reason to believe that
you can do what you promise—or will.
Why should I permit myself to be
frightened into transferring a .title to
a five-million-dollar mine—aud per
haps be shot down, just the same, be
tween here and the border? If I’m
up against a brace game, Hardinge.
go ahead with it. I have associates in
the United States who put money into
that property. They trust me.”
“I am fully aware of that.”
“I have full power to act for them
in any way that seems best to protect
their interests,” hotly went on Will
iams. “But if I did what you ask me
to do I'd be a blithering ass. You
qould take the deed and have me shot,
anyway—they’d only think I’d be
trayed them—and fled with their
money. Then, again, I may be out of
here tomorrow—aud then where
would I be? Suppose Moreno s provi
sional government goes down? Your
company would then have El Tigre
without paying a nickel. Nix, Har
dinge : you've got to show me more
than that to get my signature.”
Hardljige grinned evilly.
The saturnine features of his pow
erful face Ienp"d suddenly into the
bla%< of the mutch with which he was
lighting a cigar. His hard eyes
gleaned wit!?, amusement us be half
turned away from the door.
(Continued next week)
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