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%ine of the
By VINGIE E. ROE
Copyright, Doubleday. Doran & Co.,
WNU Service
CHAPTER X
— 13 —
Across the Rio Grande.
Frightened to her foundations,
rl clung to the high edges of
[cockpit [screaming. and tried Tt to keep the first herself time
was
Bier life she had ever been off
solid earth, and panic seized her.
iterrific roar of the powerful
filled the universe. It seemed ; the
sky awed her with its vast blue
ness.
The world and ail it held
gone. They were headed south!
tdward Mexico! It was El
Diablo who had her in his grip!
Yet El Capitan was—he must
riding slowly South somewhere in
dark land below. Pondering this,
jaw the round gold edge of '.he
come up across the world’s far
It rose swiftly and picked out
rugged earth in stark shadows,
of silver.
Very soon her heart leaped to
throat, for the ship was falling by
nose, It seemed, going sharply
And then she saw some lights
on the flat darkness—a landing
In an incredibly short time the
ing of falling passed and the
came level again, touched,
lifted beautifully, and came to
on the earth. The man behind
reached around her, unbuckled
safety strap, put his hands under
armpits, and lifted her to her
feet. “If you please, Senorita,’’
said In English, and Sonya climbed
Into the upreaehed arms of the
She looked around—at a small
field, a hangar, another gray ship
yond its open doors, all plainly
in the floodlights that studded
field’s four corners. Then the
Mexicans took her arms, and
all walked across the lighted
and out into the moonlit darkness
yond a grove of trees. Here
lights of a low, wide adobe
shone dimly; a door stood open;
women in dark low-necked
waited Inside.
“ha Senorita,” the pilot said
them in Spanish. “You will take
to the guest chamber—and bear
company.”
There was a marked
In the last few words.
“Si," the older of the women
briefly. “I will take good care of
Sonya, speaking Spanish as well
they, listened tensely.
"And tender care, Cariotta,” the
said, smiling meaningly. “She is,
you can see. very beautiful. I
this white skin, sunned though it
and the curls In the hair. I am
Ei Diablo cares only for pure
blondes."
“You should wait, at least, the
ter's decision as to what he
Manuel,” the woman said. “But
did Quatro send her?”
“Because she caught him
with a five-tael can of ‘black
—the blundering fool, to approach
one with that in sight. Well, care
tlie pretty thing, Cariotta, until
Capitan returns. We’ll all know
then.”
And with a look at Sonya
under his level black brows he
and left the house.
“If thee Senorita weel come
me,” the woman said in painful
lish. “Y’ou would eat? Drink?
wine before you sleep, mehby?”
“No, thank you,” said Sonya.
She stood hesitantly, her
clasped before her. She had no
sessions to pick up. She had lost
hat the first moment in the plane.
•he realized suddenly that she
weary to the bone.
Whatever was to happen to her,
would not help matters any by
way to fear and worry.
“I would sleep, senora," she
“I am very tired.”
The woman went to a table of
polished wood and picked up a
burning steadily in a silver
stick. Sonya followed her guide
a dark passage between thick
washed adobe walls and into a
cious high-celled room where
loned furniture stood gauntly
the primitive plaster.
Here the woman left tier, and
returned with a pitcher of cold
and a silver cup.
She asked again if the senorita
sired anything more, and finally
parted. Sonya was dismayed to
the unmistakable falling of a
across the heavy door. Slowly she
dressed herself, blew out the
But a thought came to her
and she went softly to the one
dow in the deep walls. It was
barred with iron set hard in the
adobe—and on a little
yard below-, the two women were
seating themselves in low chairs.
were soft of manner, gentle
and they carried fans in the hot
light
She was to be cared for—to
very letter of the law laid down
Manuel.
“I am on Thy lap, O Lord,’’ the
said inaudibly. "Thy will be
Then she laid her tired body on
bed and went to sleep.
Late morning waked her, or
It was the sound of the bar being
from its slot outside the door.
opened her eyes to see the senora
a little wooden tray on which
coffee steaming In a tiny pot,
<v-
fruit, eggs in a cup, and bread
of some dark flour.
The woman smiled at her
crinkling of all her brown face,
Sonya smiled back.
“Good morning, senora,” she said
English. “I thank you for
things.”
“Good morning, senorita,” the
an answered. “I 'ope you sleep
fine.”
“Yes, I did,” said Sonya getting
In of the bed in her plain
which she had been forced to use
nightwear, “and I would eat.”
She washed her hands and face
the ancient bowl where the senora
poured the water from the
dried on the towel she gave her
her arm. Then siie dressed, sat
by the table near the iron-barred
dow, and fell to with a will. Siie
young and very hungry, and the
cellent food put heart in her for
the day might bring.
It brought only the senora again
take the things away, and the
dragged on leaden feet. She sat
the window looking out across
fitone-flagged yard at the tall
of the grove through which she
come the night before, at the
of water that flowed through it,
chickens, ducks, and little
haired children who played there.
saw no men. heard no sound of
And the day drowsed itself
Try as she would, her moiling
would not relax. Thoughts
through it, one on the heels of
other.
What had happened to Starr
Where was he? What would El
tan do with him? With her?
he was opium which Barks had
at her feet in the heavy brass
tainer—and siie, having seen it,
to
as
as
Is,
“They Have Brought Him
Oh, Madre!"
a menace to them all. And El
took few chances with those who
too much. He—crucified them.
was no mercy in that wild dark
El of his. A woman who knew too
was Just a source of danger to
self, nothing more. She moved
easily and found that the palms of
hands were wet with sweat.
Parks—the bland owner of a
store at a lost little station on
cross-continent railroad.
could so easily send small flat cans
contraband to New Y’ork city in
of innocent western produce:
say, from the Imperial valley, or
bales of hides. She knew now
she had always disliked him, why
had felt a repugnance to his
his oily handshake.
And It was Parks who had
the little gray ship, hidden no
on some flat among the
mesas south of town, to take her
bring her here. And what a
it had been!
She, Sonya Savarin, was gone
pletely, a helpless prisoner here
an alien country, in the very heart
El Dlablo’s stronghold, her fate
ing in the hands of the cruelest
in all that turbulent land. If
Fate permitted her to see Starr
again, to look Into his eyes, to
mune once more with the soul of
which, under all its wrong and sin
spiritual loss, was yet the soul of
predestined mate, gentle and
fast and Irrevocably her own.
she felt that it would be so, that
was coming, would soon he
though for what dire destiny
heaven itself knew.
So the long hot hours wore
and twilight came, and with it
the senora with more food. But
could not eat this time.
Darkness fell again, and once
the late round moon came up. and
of the little gray ships warmed
and took off into the starlit skies.
Presently there were the soft
of women on the flagstones Just
the little noise of creaking chairs.
low intonations of their voices
softly to Sonya by her window.
They spoke in Spanish, as did
the people here, without regard
the white woman who seemed so
Apparently they had not thought
she might understand.
"It is warm, Concbita,” the
said, fanning: “the heat is heavy
year.”
“Si senora—heavy as my heart.”
“Muchacha,” said the older
“a woman’a heart is made for
It has been always so.”
DADE COUNTY TIMES: NOVEMBER 15.
“But doe* on* never find
senora? Does one not forget?”
“Si, with the years. Calm
Conchlta. There will be others.”
“But none with such blue eyes,
gold of the hair.”
“Perhaps. One never can tell
future.”
a “No,” said Conchita, "there
hever be another. And once I
In good for him—held in his arms,
on his kisses. Now he does not
me with his eyes that stare nfiend.
pushes me one side—gently, but
puts me away.”
“H'm,” said the senora. “He
seen another, child. Best look at
new man—to forget. One does
build a new tire from dead ashes.
as thy prayers, Concha, and ask the
In gin Mary to send you a new man,
with blue eyes, to make you forget.”
"No,” said the other, weeping,
another—with blue eyes.”
Sonya by her window stirred
easily.
Siie felt abashed to listen, yet
was nothing she could do, since
ex¬ would not let them know she
stood. And then, out of the
out of the vast diapason of
to Inaudible sounds that made
by silence, something struck lightly
her ears.
Horses' hoofs, far off and
padding on hard sand, striking
and again against a stone, the
rattle of chain and spur, the
at of riding men.
The women below listened In
stillness, then got to their feet
“Madre—look quick !” the
*ne said swiftly, “there—in the
lantern light. Quince! They
brought him back ! Oh, madre !”
“Be still,” said the senora,
come with me. If there is no
when the master is ready the whip
our backs. Be quick.”
it Sonya leaped to her feet, her
clutching tlie old iron bars, her
pressed close to them. There
been something in Concha’s vtiice
she cried “Quince! Oh, madre!”
explained her tears.
Quince—a blue-eyed man.
disaster was raining upon her
all quarters. But she would not
she would not give up.
seemed to be, there was still
it all the sound of Starr Stone’s
saying, “I’d crawl around the
to change my spots!” Whatever
had done, whatever he had been,
was another man now-. It was In
eyes, in his heart, in every tone of
voice. The past and aii it meant
sin and shame were done. He
change his spots if he could: that
knew beyond all doubting.
The newcomers had passed
sight and sound, and the Mexican
hung its starry jewels above
drowsing trees. And Sonya
sat by her barred window as
hours passed, her hands clasped
her lap, her face pale in the
What the morrow would bring
did not know. Uneasy thoughts
in her mind. She heard again
Servant of the Lord talking in
yard, at the dance at tlie
“Beelzebub—and the Blue-eyed One
danger where they passed by—a
form hung on a cross.”
Siie shivered in the warm
hugged her arms across her breast.
"Beware, Innocent One," the
old man had said—and here was
warning fulfilled. Here was the
toward which she had turned her
Irrevocably when she had looked
Starr Stone’s eyes and followed
in spirit. Ail the good past, all
work and her services, all the sane
precious things of ordinary life,
gone like so much chaff in the
because a man had looked at her
wild blue eyes and she had turned
of followed.
Now that man rode by out there
the dusk of an alien land, a
she sat trembling here, a prisoner
and the morrow held their fate.
The morrow and El Capitan
CHAPTER XI
The Empty Desert.
Back at tlie adobe house of
Savarin stark tragedy held sway.
The sheep man himself was
accountable, raging with fear and
ger, bewildered entirely, at a lns«
in understand his sister's
of No one had seen her. No ol»e
Hosteen Nez and a youth from
canyon, who had stopped to talk
her about the sickness. That ha-1
in the morning, before midday.
Parks at the store. Miss Savarin
been in—pretty late—for some
purchases.
He watched Serge narrowly as
told him that. Didn’t they flritl
things In her saddlebags?
he thread and two rolls of adhesive
They would be there. Yes, Serge
membered, they were.
But here Mr. Marston had
forward, and Parks had looked at
sidewise with guarded eyes. Was
Savarin alone? Had Parks n
which way she rode when she
Alone, yes. Young Doctor Sonya
always alone. Parks had never
up her riding with anyone. Since
was the last place she bad been
would he, Mr, Parks, mind If
looked about the store a bit?
Looked about his store? Just
did they mean?
A tide of red had come flowing
along the usually pasty cheeks of
storekeeper.
They meant nothing, only to
about the last place a missing giri
been, admittedly, seen alive.
If they meant to insinuate—
was deadly cold.
They insinuated nothing. Was
averse to their looking?
No! Parks exploded. Look all
oleased.
TO BE CONTINUE®.
Georgia News
Happenings Ove' the State
Savannah's postal receipts
October increased $4,093.40 over
same month of 1933,
Marion Lucas reported.
Judge Carlisle Cook, of
was elected president of tlie
gia Humane Society at the
a meeting held at Macon recently.
Bennett McDonald, according
unofficial returns in a recent
tion at Quitman, was selected
City Commissioner over two
nents.
The Atlantic Cotton Mills,
which have been closed down
approximately three months,
been reopened, placing 170
at work.
Henry A. Mathews,
agent for the Citizens Bank of
Valley, announces that a 2 per
payment of deposits is ready
distribution.
A record number of 119
cial vessels entered the port
Savannah during October,
ing by two the previous record
during the same month of 1933.
Passage of a state law
ing the grazing of cattle along
tain Georgia highways will
sought by an inter-club
of several Brunswick civic clubs.
Georgia Masons recently
Judge E. D. Thomas, of Fulton
perior Court, Atlanta,
of the Georgia Grand Lodge at
closing session of a two-day
ing at Macon.
George W. West, special
sentative of the Home Owners’
Corporation in Georgia, said
week that the corporation was
continuing its agency in
as of November 1.
R. E. Miller, Lowndes County
ricultural agent, has notified
ton growers of that county
have extra scrip to return it to
office. New scrip will be issued
it for use next season.
In Atlanta tlie Erlanger
announces that the Charles
of son Cook Players, a stock
opens the winter season with
change of plays weekly, which
be of interest to visitors from
the State.
Editor R. V. Bidez, Sr., of
Rockmart News, passed away
cently at an Atlanta hospital.
in Bidez was a well known
man, and has been at the head
the above named paper for a
ber of years.
The recent death of Editor L.
Whitehurst of Abbeville
one of the prominent members
the Georgia Press Association.
was editor of the Abbeville
icle, mayor of his city and
of the peace of his district.
Senator Richard B. Russell,
announced at his office at
recently that despite rumors to
in contrary, every cotton producer
cotton belt will he given an
tunity to vote on the
of the Bankhead Act through 1935.
Tlie Federal Surplus Relief
poration has contracted with
ter Couniy farmers to use
gallons of cane syrup made
farms near Americus. The
in tract was made with the
tion by J. K, Luck, county agent.
Dr. W. T- Wynn, head of the
partment of English and
of the Georgia State College
Women at Milledgeville, has
ed notice trom his publishers
his English grammar, first
ed in May, has gone into its
printing.
An election will be held in
Alto School District, near Rome,
to December 1, to decide whether
000 in bonds shall he issued
construction of a
school house. The district
recently In favor of a local tax
to provide for a nine-month
term.
Mayor James L. Key, of
will he the principal speaker at
meeting of tlie seventh district
vision of the Georgia Mayor’s
ciation at Hotel Greystone,
November 15- Mayors from
city in the district are being
to attend.
Depositors of the first bank to
suspended in Georgia since the
auguration of the Federal
Insurance, are being paid
and have evinced no fear, in
assuring contract to situations
vailing before enactment of
Federal law insuring deposits
less than $5,000.
The Whitfield County Board
Health is urging all physicians
renort all communicable
now prevalent in Dalton and to
operate with the public in
ing the spread of such diseases.
Work and camp directors
FERA transient divisions in
southeast recently went to
bus to inspect the Georgia
transient camp at Fort Benning.
negro enlistment camp at Fort
ning, established some time
takes care of 400 negro
HOME HAPPINESS
“Would you marry for
“No,” answered Miss Cayenne,
couldn’t think of being bothered
a person who is constantly
about Ids income tax.”
Ground for Divorce
“My husband is the most
man in the world. Sometimes
think 1 shall have to get a
"What’s happened now?"
“Well, we had an engagement
meet in front of tlie post office
o'clock, li was f>:80 when 1 got
and lie won't admit tiiet the rest
got while tie was waiting did
good.”—Pathfinder Magazine.
Blissful Ignorance
Tommy came home from
the other day and said:
we’ve got a poor teacher. Why,
doesn’t even know a horse.”
“Oh,” said mother. “What
you think that, Tommy?”
“Well, I did a drawing of a
and she asked me what it
Asliington Collieries Magazine.
No Sale
“Why are you rushing about
this?”
‘Tin trying to get something
my husband."
"Had any offers?"—Montreal
zette.
Pursuit of Knowledge
"Is your boy Josh learning
In college?”
“I don't know," answered
Corntossel. “Judging by some
his favorite magazines, I'm
to think he has found out a lot
tilings he's iceepin’ to hisseif.”
Two of a Kind
Jack London was once
dii a train by a drummer, who
"I represent a woolen mill. My
Is yarns.”
“Well, so Is mine,” responded
genial author.—Toronto Globe.
THE RESEMBLANCE
“Your shooting reminds me
lightning.”
“Destructive, eh?”
“No. There’s no likelihood of
hitting tlie same spot twice.”
Enough Is Sufficient
Old Pa Stubblefield—That
Homer wants me to pay his
again.
Old Ma Stubblefield—That
young and you got to make
ances.
Old Pa—I made him a
allowance to start witli and
raised it twice. Now I’m
niakin’ allowances.
That’ll Learn Her
The sailor noticed with
that his shipmate was
blank sheet of notepaper in an
velope addressed to ills wife.
“’Ere, what’s the idea, Bill?"
asked.
“ ’S all right,” was the reply.
missus and me had a row
sailed an’ we’re not on
terms.”—Burlington Free Press.
a The Bargain Hunter
“When does tlie next train
for Chicago?” she asked.
“At 2:50, madam,” replied tlie
tion agent.
“Make it 2:48 and I’ll take it,”
said absent-mindedly. —
Magazine.
A Sure Sign
Mother—So you think your
man’s intentions are serious?
Daughter—Yes, mother. He Is
ginning to let me pay when we
out.—Washington Post
MORNING FROCK
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is Just the whole pretty business.
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“1
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*if
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CRIMSON GULCH IN LINE
"What do you want with a
house?" asked tlie traveling
man.
“We don't want an ordinary
of house,” answered Cactus Joe.
going to start a college and
diplomas.”
“Why be so ambitious?”
“For the sake of our politics.
body seems aide to get a good
nowadays unless he's some kind
a college professor. —
Star.
Were Beauties, Too
Magistrate—The policeman
that you and your wife had
words.
Accused—I had some, sir, but
dida't got a chance to use
New York Journal.
No Imagination There
"Most of tiie trouble we have
a imaginary,” said the philosopher.
“Which proves you never
tried to eat molasses candy
he store teeth,” snapped the other
—Cincinnati Enquirer.
1 Option, A« It Were
She—Give me a week to think
proposal over?
lie—Sure. If I’m not married
that time, I’ll let you know.
Girli
Alice—So while teaching you
swim he tried to kiss you?
what did you do?
Ida—Do? Why, I swam
away from him!
Joint Account
“What’s a joint account, pop?"
“It’s an account where one
does the depositing and the
go the withdrawing.”—Vancouver
ince.