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Show THE BULLETIN ; : t ( ! - By FRANK H. SPEARMAN i svxorsis !J Don Alfredo, wealthy, Spanish owner a Southern California rancho. refuses to heed several warning of a raid by a band of outlaw. Sierra Indiana. One day after he has Anally decided to seek the protection of the nearby miction for hia wife and family, the Indiana strike. Don Alfredo is killed and his two young, daughters are torn from the arms of the family's faithful maid, Monira. and are carried away to the hills. Padre Pas-qu- a I, missionary friend of the family, arrives at the ruins of the ranch and learns the story of the raid from Hon-leAfter a trying and difficult trip across the plains and mountains from Texas to California, youthful Henry Bowie, a Texas adventurer, with his friends. Ben Pardaloe and Simmle, an Indian scout, sight the party of Indians who have carried off the two little girls. With great cunning and accurate timing the three Texans attack the war Indians and through a party of fifty-odclever ruse' scatter the savages to the hills. The girls arc saved but arc still thoroughly frightened. Of a. d CHAPTER nned The result was magical. The rigd id, expression of the child's features brightened instantly to one of understanding. The suspicious eyes softened. This gesture was at least one she could compreA timid ' smile gradually hend. spread over her face. "I believe she understands," said Bowie. She allowed "him to put the cup to her lips, drank lightly but gratefully, looking up at him wonderingly between swallows. Her thirst was apparent Then she spoke to her sister as Bowie supposed her to be. With her cruelly stiffened arm she offered the water to her. The little one, drinking ravenously, finished the cup. Simmie ran to the stream and refilled it, and the two girls emptied a second cupfuL They tasted sparingly of the venison, but they ate. and afterward the two pitiful refugees rode with the formidably bearded Texans down the long reaches of the foothill slopes. After three days of riding they stumbled on a thing that gave them cheer; they pulled up their horses before a traveled way under their feet a plainly marked trail that ran almost at right angles to the direction in which they were riding. Though it was winding along the plain, across desert and over hills, this was, quite unknown to them, the highway of the king, linking, up and down the stretches of the coast, the missions that had brought to California authentic Christianity, They debated as to which way they should turn north or south. It was a question only to be answered by another: Where were theyT None of the three had the vaguest idea. Bowie knew he wanted to get to Monterey that was all Evidences of cultivated fields lay to the south, so for the south they headed. Toward nightfall they found themselves approaching something like a rancho. They quickened their pace, for thin streamers of smoke curled vaguely from what might be a house. Their surprise and disappointment was cruel when, reaching the crest of a rise, they saw in the fading light that the smoke rose from the ruins of a habitation. The little charges, carried by d Bowie and the Pardaloe, had succumbed to the heat and fatigue of the long day's ride, and both were asleep on the breasts of their rescuers. Between the adventurers and ruins lay a river. Along the bed, almost dry, a slender stream trickled through margins of The horses cress and rushes. stopped without invitation to slake their thirst Chaparral fringed the farther bank of the stream, and from this thicket there came a sudden cry-I- t awoke the elder girL She raised her head. Again a cry, almost a shriek, came from the undergrowth. The girl in Bowie's arms cried out in return. The bushes across the river parted and a woman stood forth. Bowie had hardly time to Inspect her before his charges called again to the woman in a frenzy of Joy. "Monica! Monica!" The woman was a strange-lookin-g Her gaunt face was creature. framed by thin streams of disordered hair, falling on her shoulders. A scant gown covered her emaciated figure. But when she heard the high, plaintive cry from the little girls she quivered. Her outstretched arms flew up and down. "Carmelita!" she screamed, "Terecita, is It you?" The hurried words in Spanish were not understood by the greatly surprised Tejanos. Now the little girl broke into a volley of responses her tongue was loosed. She spoke so fast that Bowie laughed as he fear-boun- long-legge- CHAPTEB V "Who are these men?" asked the Indian woman looking suspiciously at the horsemen. "I don't know," piped the little one. "They brought us away from the bad Indians, Monica. Many wicked Indians are killed. Where are my mother and father?" "Where is your sister. Carmelita?"' the woman asked hysterically. "She is here." "Mother of Mercy." obbcd the woman, "I thank you." The horses had taken the water allowed them. The Texans rode into the rivrr. and Monica ran down to meet them; the two girls, crying hard, held u their arms frantically U her Bowie was nonplused. But Carmelita gave him no time to decide what he ought to do. She wriggled with all her strength and this was surprising for her size almost out of his arms and, when she failed to free herself, looked up at him with such a mute pleading in her burning eyes that he felt sure it must be all right Half laughing, he eased her down into Monica's arms. At this the smaller sister set up such a commotion that Pardaloe released her likewise and with her short fat legs, not noticeably stiff ened by her long ride, she dashed to Monica. "Seems like they knowed her,1 observed Pardaloe as the three men watched the animated scene. Bowie sat perplexed. "If we could understand their lingo," he said, "This woman certainly does know them, and they know her. And she's an Indian. She must be their nurse belongs to their family, anyway. Talk to her, Simmie." But Simmle's efforts to make the woman understand his Creek or Seminole were as fruitless as the ef- - Frank H. Spearman WNUSorvIca ica walking fasfthe party 'rode south for more than two hours. Night had now fallen. There was no moon, but the stars were out The horses, as well as Monica, seemed to know the trail and at length brought within sight a group of buildings, one of which was surmounted by a cross. Bowie understood this, at least, and when the horsemen drew up Monica pounded for some time on the gate of the stockade that enclosed the place, but without results. She then bethought herself of a high bellhandle at the side of the gate, at which she tugged vigorously. A man appeared and, opening a Monipeephole, asked questions. ca seemed known, for when she had explained her presence and argued long and convincingly the big gate was swung reluctantly open and the party rode in. The gate was closed and the man disappeared. After further waiting a light appeared at a window within the residence of the padres, and presently one of them opened a door. Handing the girls to Monica, Bowie and Pardaloe dismounted, Simmie taking the horses. The two men followed Monica and her charges as the padre led them along a dark passageway. On one side of it he paused at an open door and bowed the visitors into a commodious room mea-gerl- y furnished and lighted by two candles standing on a small oval table In the middle of the room. Motioning his callers to seats, the padre, dark featured, tall and spare, looked to Monica for explanation. With expressive gestures and in a few words Monica told her story, pointing at times to Bowie and indicating again the little girls who clung to her as If afraid she might escape them. The padre listened gravely, following with his eyes the recital of the Indian woman. When she had finished he asked a few questions and turned his gaze across the sputtering candles to Bowie. "No habla espanol?" he asked, adding in very difficult English, "You do speak nothing Spanish. I speak poco English. I understand a few. Monica tell me how you come to Los Alamos with these Where from you come? How you have the children? Who you - Bowie caught the Implication. "Then as a Spaniard you, too, have felt the tyranny of the Mexican government. May I give you a confidence?" . , "It involves no crime or wrongdoing?" 'Certainly not" "What Is your name?" "I am from the East Padre. We Special Stamp The National Society of Daughters of the American Colonists has aski the post office department to Issue a special stamp to honor Mary Ball, mother of George Washington. Bowie. Rayon Yarn Rayon yarn produced in Japan in 193!) weighed 228.740.80U pounds. half-burn- cups and two loaves of badly scorched bread for the strange men. It was ravenously dug into and ravenously devoured by men who had tasted no bread for weeks. It was a happy supper for three ragged, bearded and bronzed frond and bustiersmen, one tling Indian woman, and two delicately shy promises for California's future womanhood. Monica seemed to know even the horses. She talked volubly to the children while she patted on the neck the horse Bowie rode. Inspecting the saddle and mo chila, her voice broke. Her eyes filled, but she covertly brushed the tears away lest the girls see them. After the repast Bowie engaged Monica in a sign conversation forged of sheer necessity. She slowly succeeded In getting him and his companions to comprehend that these ruins to which she pointed with excessive grief had been her home and the home of these girls, whence they had been stolen. In Improvised mummery Bowie asked what he should do with the children. Monica made many gestures, uttered and repeated one word. "San Diego! San Diego!" Bowie shook his head in dissent "No, no, San Diego." "But yes," urged Monica, adding, "that is where their mother Is." Bowie understood "San Diego, but the rest was Greek, and he refused positively to go to San Diego. "That" 'said he to Monica though she understood not at all "is where they like to lock up.TeJanos and starve them to death! No San Dikeen-visage- ego." His refusal she at last grasped. Then with abundance of signs she suggested a place nearer. "Mision!" she exclaimed. "Mis-Io- n I" And pointed with much energy and with a vigorous finger again and again to the south. Bowie watched her closely. About all he could grasp was her emphatic earnestness. Her big hollow eyes flashed, and appeal filled her voice. He talked with his men; neither could imagine the meaning of "Mis. Ion!" The situation was baffling, and after some delay Bowie agreed to accompany her to learn exactly what she meant The girls, needing much reassurance from Monica, were taken up again by the Texans, and, with Mon Yu-ma- citizens of good character between the ages of IS and 35. without dependents and in good physical automobiles and buses were withdrawn from use in Den mark because of severe gasoline ra tioning-- It was estimated 60,000 vehicles were affected. Since 1917 the American public has changed its diet by increasing the use of salads, malted milk, whole milk, fresh fruit, canned fruit and fresh vegetables. peace now." His visitor nodded. "Not for long, I fear. Padre. There will be more fighting." predicted Bowie almost ' casually. "What brings you to California, my son?" "That is not my personal secret or I would willingly tell you. But I am treading here on delicate ground. I cannot risk going to San Diego. I had an American friend who was starved to death in prison there not so long ago by a Mexican wretch, the governor." "You mean Echeandia?" Bowie nodded. "Even if I were Inclined to trust him I would not go. There might be fighting. Some-- HOTELS USED TRUCKS condition. GOOD PAY ENLIST NOW Vacancies now available in Air Corps, Infantry, Field Artillery. Coast Artillery, Engineers, Signal Corps, Medical Corps, Quartermaster Corps, and other Arms and Branches. Rice Producers China and India are the world' leading rice producers, with Japan ranking third. Japan's crops are supplemented by imports of the CONTACT U. S. Army Recruiting 223 Ness Building Salt Lake City commodity. Station Diet Changes Antos Withdraw Private Wise Trackers say RENO. 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It was mixed with ashes, but to the travelers It was more welcome than gold. She brought too, earthenware EXPERIENCE. ADVENTURE. AND TRAVEL AWAIT YOUt are Tejanos." "Granted." "So we are worse than Americanos. And we are now helpless. We used our slender stock of ammunition in that fight with the Indians." "But you say, worse than Americanoshow so?" "Padre, do you remember the Alamo?" The priest knit his brow In momentary perplexity. "I do remember it" "Then well may Texanst" said Bowie gravely. "My scout Ben Pardaloe, lost his uncle in that damnable massacre by Santa Ana's Mexicans. Few are the Texans who can? not count a friend or relative murdered there." "That" argued the priest pacifically, "was some time ago. There is are?" He spoke very slowly. Bowie sponded with more energy. The padre, with a smile, raised his hand. "Please! Slow!" Bowie nodded. "We are Tejanos, Padre cannot speak Spanish. - We took these girls from Indians a war party in the Sierras. Do you know these youngsters?" The padre nodded fast '1 know them much, much." Haltingly and brokenly he related to Bowie and his companions the story of the raiding of Los Alamos and the burning of the rancho. With little difficulty the Texan followed and comprehended Just how he and his men had chanced on the fleeing warriors and robbed them at least of their human victims. It was not the first time, the padre said sadly, that Spanish girls and women had been carried away by bad Indians raiding the ranches. And rarely had rescue parties, however expeditious or well equipped, been able to recover the unhappy captives If the raiders could reach the high mountains first And, he added, y these victims of their savagery had been made creatures to the chiefs so It had been learned from neophytes. The southern Indians, he added, were even more warlike and ferocious than the tribes about the northern missions. These s. wretches were Quemayas or Both had been scourges of their missions and settlers for sixty years or more. "And now," he asked In conclusion, raising his hands as he regarded the orphans with a world of pity, "what shall be done? Monica," he said in Spanish, "you know the quarters for the unmarried women. Take the children and find lodging for them and for yourself for the night In the morning we shall see." When the three had left the room the padre explained to Bowie that he could not speak freely before the Innocent victims of the savages or disclose that these had murdered their father. He added that the mother was at San Diego at the home of a relative and that her son, brother to the little ones, was with her! He suggested that the Tejanos, supplied with a guard of soldiers from the mission, take the rescued girls to San Diego in the morning to receive the thanks and gratitude of their mother and relatives. Where, he doubted not a generous reward would in part recompense them for the dangers they had Incurred in battling the savages and for the hardships incurred in restoring the precious ones to their despairing family. Bowie listened carefully. He liked the padre; he felt instinctively that he could trust him; yet he felt too, the need of caution in all his movements and contacts in California. "I appreciate all you say. Padre. But there are difficulties." "Such as what my son?" "Let me ask a question: are you Mexican or Spanish?" The padre looked quizzically grave; he spoke with a twinkle in his eye. "My ton, Spanish priests are not now supposed to be in California missions." FOR THE U. S. ARMY . her-man- "I believe she understands," said MEN WANTED! dormitories for boarding students. The distinctive opnorlunitira of a email aol lea with a curriculum dcaianed te stimulate wisdom, adaptability and leadenhip. 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THE VACUUM TUBE ACOUSTICON Ch Write tor Free Help You Demonstration. - No. Obligation. Eichaace ACOUSTICON INSTITUTE R. H. CRAIG BaH Laka City, Utah MS Ba. SUta St. WNU Weak Na. 4SU ISS Raama-S- tS Baths - MM M M M MM Family Raeme far pcrseae Alt Coaled Lea as aad Lobby UrUI Roam Cefae Shop Tap Reaa Heme el Rata- Klwaab EzeratWaa Optimiata "!-- " Chamber af Commerce aad Ad CM Hotel Ben Lomond UTAB OGDEN T SALT LAKE R. macerate. Net son?" "To leave your hospitable roof before daybreak to continue our Journey north." "Where to?" The Texan smiled again. "Padre, I have not given you my name. Excuse that I say only, I am bound north," "As far as Mission San Francisco de Asls?" "Probably." "Then I can help you." "But why should you help me. Padre?" "Because," he went on in broken English, "you have done an inestimable charity to my dearest friends. None but a humane, an honorable, man would have endangered his life to rescue the helpless prisoners of these unhappy savages and now depart without asking or, expecting recompense." Bowie laughed. "Padre, you forget Indians mean Indians wherever and however found, are poison to Texans." The priest spoke on. "1 forget nothing, my son; I take nothing back. It Is true." he added sadly, "the Philistines have despoiled us, as they have all the missions. They leave us nothing they can sell foi money or put to their uses. A fev horses remain to us In our poverty These I place at your disposal" . "I will pay well for them. Padre when I have the means." "You will pay nothing for them. I have made a poor face, true. BirJ that is only to explain. Our best horses are gone, but we still have a few homely, hardy beasts that will carry you safely even these may b pillaged from us tomorrow. And 1 will give you a silent trustworthy Indian for a guide." "That would be wonderful." 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