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^S^f^^TT "^ f~, ,,,-* ^ TV'vj , * f "* THURSDAY, APRIL 11, 191S. THE UAU.X COURIER, CONNELLSVTLLE, PA. -PAGE NINE. "TfffffXW772AM. COWKlOtrr. MY XABPER. AND BttOTHCH-S "Good' Bnt I failed. Pickles? Caramba! Nobody here ever heard of one!" "Did we lose any men!" Judson asked, "Jfo't one. But Ramos was badly cut" "So? Then he got to close quarters with some Spaniard?" "Oh no'", The colonel grinned. "He was in too great a hurry and broke open a show-case with his fist" The retreating Cubans still maintained^ their uproar, discharging ^thelr rifles Into the air, shrieking defiance at their invisible foes, and voicing insulting Invitations to combat This ferocity, however, served only to terrify further the civil population and to close the shutters of San Antonio the tighter. Meanwhile, the loyal'troop* remained safely in their blockhouses, pouring a steady fire Into the town. 1 And despite this admirable display- 'ot ttnirage the visitors showed a deep respect for their enemies' marksmanship, taking advantage of whatever shelter there was. The raiders bad approached San Antonio de los Banos across the fields at the rear, but Colonel Lopex led their retreat by way of the cacino real which followed the river bank. This road for a short distarice was exposed to the flre from one port; then it was sheltered by a bit of rising ground. OTtcilly, among the last to cross the zone of fire, was just congratulating: himself upon, the fortunate outcome, of the skirmish when he saw Colonel Lopez ride to the crest of a knoll, rise in his stirrups and, lifting bis copped hands to bis lips, direct a load shont back toward the town. Lopez was followed by several of his men, who likewise began to yell and to wave their arms excitedly. Johnnie turned to discover that Leslie-Branch had lagged far behind, and now, as If to cap his fantastic performances, had dismounted and was de- 'sccndlng the river bank to a place where a large washingJwd been ·oread- Trpon the stones to dry: 'He-was quite exposed, and a splfefal'eraekle from the nearest blockhouse '"snowed that the Spaniards -were determined 4o bring- htm down. Manser bullets ricocheted, among the rocks--even from this distance their sharp explosions were and}Me--others broke the surface of the ·tram Into Httle geysers, ss if a school e* flsh were leaping. Wheat Johnnie looked on In breath- leai apprehension Branch appropriated several sorts that promised to fit him; then he climbed up the bank, remounted his horse, and ambled slowly out of and Kosa. . . . Where is she? . . . Is she-dead?" Other men were assembling now The column was ready to move, but Judson signaled to Colonel Lopez and made known the identity of the sick stranger. The colonel came forward swiftly and laid B hand upon O'Reilly's shoulder, saying: "So! Ton were right after all. Esteban Varona didn't die. God must have gent us to San Antonio to deliver him." "He's sick, sick!" O'Bellly Bald, huskily. "Those Spaniards! Look what they've done to him." His voice changed. He cried, fiercely: "Well, - "Eateban! Thi* Is O'Reilly!" Tra late again. I m always just a little bit too late. Hell die before he can tell mr--" "Wallt! Take hold of yourself. Well do all that can be done to save him. Now come, we must be going, of all San A-itonlo will be upon us." O'R.»illy roused. "Ent him In my arms," he ordered. Til carry him to ' camp myself." But Lopez shook his head, saying, gently "Ifs n long march, and the more. Yon had a temperature again- last nlgnt, and it came from talking too much. Eemember, it takes me Just one- hour to make ay rounds, «nd If yon.' are not through with your tales of blood and battle when I get back yonH have to finish them tomorrow." With nod acid ^i smite she left As Esteban looked after her his white teeth gleamed and his hpllow, face lit np. 'She brings' me new Me," be told O'BelllJ. "Sbe is «o strong, so healthy, 30 foil of life herself. She Is wonderful,! Wtten I first saw her bending over. me.I thought I wag dreaming. Sometimes,' even yet, Pthlnfc she cannot be real. Bat she Is, eh?" "She is quite substantial," O'Reilly smiled.,' "JAM the sick fel'iws talk M"r' ' , Estcban looked np quickry; his face darkened "She--«r--nurses others, eh? Tm not the only on.?" "Well, hardly." There was a brief pause; then Esle- ban shifted his position and his tone changi'd. "Tell me, have yon heard any news?" "Not yet, but we will hear same In- fore long I'm sure." Tour faith does as much for me ss this lady's care. But when yon go away, when Tra alone, wben I begin to think--" , "Don't think too much; don't permit yourself to doubt" O'Beilly said, quickly. "Take my word for it Rosa Is alive and we'll find her somewhere, somehow. General Gomez will soon have word of her. That's what Fve been waiting for--that and what you might have to ten me." "Ton know all that I know now and everything- that has happened to' me." "I don't know how yon came to be In a cell In San Antonio de los Bonos, two hundred miles from the place you were killed. That is still a mystery." "It is very simple, ami go Let me see- I hfld finished telling you about tbe fight nt La Joya. I was telling you bow I fainted. Some good people found me a few hours after I lost consciousness. They supposed 1 bad been attacked by guerrillas and left for dead. Finding that I still bad life In me, they took me home with them. They were old blends from Hatanzas by the name of Valdes--cultured people s-ho had fled the city and were biding in the manlgna like the rest of us." "Net Vnldes, the notary?" "The very same. Alberto Valdes and his four daughters Heaven guided them to me. Alberto was an old man; he had hard work to provide food for his girls. Nevertheless, he refused to abandon me. On, they were faithful, patient people! Ton see, I had walked east Instead of west and now I was miles away from borne, 'and tbe country between was swarming with Spaniards who were burning, destroying, killing. You wouldn't know Matonzns. O'Reilly. It Is a desert "I finally became able to drag myself around the but Bnt I hnd no means of sending word to Boca, and tbe uncertainty nearly made me crazy My clothes had rotted from me; my bones wore Just under the skin. I must have been a shocking sight Then one. day there canui a fellow traveling cast with messages 'for Gomez. He was one ot Lopez' men, and he told me that Lopez bad gone to tbe Jtubl Hills with Maceo. and that there were none of our men left in tbe province He told me other things, too It was from htm that I learned--" Estebau Varona's Now this wns precisely the sort of B*i*anbed exploit which delights a Cabot audience. "When Leslie rejoined his comrades, therefore, he was greeted with shouts and cheery. "Carmmba! He would risk bis life for · cleurshirt . . . There's a fellow for yon' He enjoys the bom of then Sj«nlsh bees,! . , . Bravo! Tell ua what the ballets said to you," they cried, cronding around him in an admiring circle. O'Reilly, unable to contain himself, burst forth in a rage: "Lopez ought to court-martial yon." Infuriated, he rode over t« where j Captain Judson was engaged in mat- I litter would be better for him. Thank heaven we have an angel of mercy r thin hands clntched the edges of hi** awaiting us, and she will know how to make him well." When the troop resumed Its retreat Esteban Varona lay suspended upon a swinging bed between O'Beilly and j nd3on . s horses. Although they car- r , c(1 tam os care^ny Bs fl^y could throughout that Ion? hot Journey, he never ceased his babbling and never nwoke to his surroundings. CHAPTER XV. Norlne Takea Charge. on^ £,,'£ JS " e ' ' - " " rona said Judson. 'Tm all aid we aren't go- Ing to get him through." Following Jcdson's glance, O'Kellly beheld an emaciated figure lyin; In the shade of a isenroy gnava bush. The man "was clad In filthy rags, his lace »os dirty and overgrown with, a month's beard ^a pair of restless eyes stared unbllnkingly at the brazen sky. His lips -were miAIng; from them Issued a steady patter of words, bnt otherwise he showed no sign of lifts. ' "You said he was starving." Johnnie dismounted and lent Judson a hand vi 1th his task. "That's what I thought at first but he's sick. I suppose it's that Infernal dungeon fever. We can swing him between our horses, and--" Judson looked UD to discover that Johnnie was poised rigidly, his mouth open, his hands belted In midair. Tbe sick man's voice had risen, and OHell was, how weak his hold upon life. After listening to Ins ravings, O'Beillj began to fear that- the poor fellow's mind was'permanently affected It "was an appalling possibility, one to which I he could jiot reconcile himself. To think that somewhere In that fevered brain was perhaps locked the truth about Rosa's fate, if not tbe secret of her whereabouts, and yet to be unable to wring an intelligent i-ns»er to n single question, was intolerable. The hours of that ride were among the longest O'Reilly had ever passed. But Norina Evans gave him new heart She took complete charge of the sick man upon his arrival in camp; then In her brisk, matter-of-fact way she directed O'Heilly to .go und get some much-needed rest Bsteban was 111, very ill, she admitted; there was no competent doctor near, t and her own i facilities .for nursing were primitive ly, with a peculiar expression of || Bae ed; nevertheless, she expressed amazement npon -his face, was strain- Ing bis ears to hear what he said. "Eh? What's the matter!" Jndson inquired. For a moment OTleilly remained frozen In his attitude, then without a word he strode to the sufferer. He bent forward, staring into the vacant, upturned face. A cry burst from, his throat a cry that was like » sob, and, kneeling, he gathered the frail, filthy figure Into his arms. "Estebanr be cried. "Esteban! This Is O'Beilly. OUail-ye! Don't yon know met O'Bellly, joorjWend, your brother! For God's sake, tell me what they've done to you' Look at me, ES-" teban! Look at me! Look at me! Oh, Fatebon!" · Such eagerness, snch thaakfulneM, swh passionate pity were la his friend's hoarse voice that Judson drew cioaer. He, noticod that tt-e fnintwt OBme of reason flickered.:!**- an instant In the sick man's hollow vrtt: then therbefan- to rare again, and the snne rustling whisper.recommenced. O'Reilly held the boy tenderly In his arms; tears rolled down his cheeks as lie implored Esteban to hear and'to heed him. "Try to hear me! Try!" There was lerce agony in the cry. "Where is Eosa? . . . Bosa? . . . You're -iafe now; jon can t*H me. . . . You're safe with O'Kellly. . . . I come tack I cam* back f* ye» confidence that she could cure him, and reminded Q'BelQy that nature has * blessed way of bunding up a reslst- ABee to environment. As a result of her good cheer O'Reilly managed te enjoy m night?s Bleep. ' He was np at daylight to offer his Mrrlce* In caring for Esteban Varona, hvt Norlne, declined them. "His fever Is down a little and he has taken some nourishment" she reported. "ThaJ food you beys risked your silly'lives for may come In handy, after all" ", T dare say he won't be able to talk to toe-today?" O'Bellly ventured. ' "Hot today, nor for maay days, I'm afraid." If yea don't mind, then, HI bang arpund and listen te what he says," he told her, wistfully. 'Be might drop m word alxnt Bosa." "To be sure. So far he's scarcely mentioned her. I can't understand inch UwUn says, «f earn*, bet Mrs. Bmls tells me Ifs an jnmbled and suite R was a balmy, languid moraine ibont two weeks after Ofleilly's return to the Oily Among the Leave*. To * hammock swung between two trees Esteban Varona lay, listening to fhe admonitions of his nurse. Johnnie O'BeiHy, had Just bade them both a hearty food morning and BOW, Norlne vac saying; "O»» hoar, a* hammock and he rolled his head weakly from side to side. "It was he who told me sboni Rosa. He said that Cobo had ravaged the Ynmurl and that my sister--was gone!" "There, there' We know better now," O'Reilly said, soothingly. "It was a hideous story, a story of rape, murder. I wonder that I didn't go mad. It never occurred to me to doubt and as a matter of fact the fellow was honest enough; he really believed what he told me. After the man had finished I felt tbe desire to get away from all I bad known and loved, to leave Mntanzas for new fields and give what was left of me to tbe cause. I -nas free to enlist since I couldn't reach Lopes, and I came to Saturday Dress Gingham Newest plaids and checks. Regular price per yard 27c You save 35c. Newest Percales Very attractive Regular price, per You save 3Be. patterns, yard 15c. What Woman can afford to Overlook this Opportunity? Sure Savings for Everybody, Will Your Get Your Share? 5yd Best Shirting Dark and light stripes. Regular price, per yard 27c You save 35c. $18yd Fine Scrim Extra good quality. Regular price per yard 17y s o. You save 40c. $1 2 Camisoles $1 Pink Silk Camisoles, regular price 79c each. You save 5Sc. 2 Pair Pants $1 Boys' Khaki Pants, regular price 79c each.. You save 58c. $1.50 Curtains $1 Lace Curtains, 2 1-2 and 3 yards long. You save 50c. 2 Shirts $1 Men's Blue Working Shirts worth 79c each.- You save 58c. 3 Suits $1 Ladies' Knit Union Suits, worth 50c each. You save SOc. $10.90 SOk Dresses $13.75 A record-breaking low price for such wonderful garments. They*are brand new, fresh from the makers. New in fabric, new in style -in short new from beginning to end. Bed Sheets Seamless Sheets, size 81- i.90, full double bed size. You save 59c. $1.49 Suits $1 Boys' Wash. Siutb, newest styles and materials You save 49c $1.48 Spreada $1 Good quality Bed Spreads, close weave. Tou save 48c. Many Other Wonderful Dollar Items AH Over the Store. 3 Blinds $1 Columbian, make,'dark and light green, worth 69c" each. You save $1.07. $1.39 Curtains $1 Scrim Curtains, white or ecru, neat finish. You save 39o. 2 Skirts $1 Ladies' Muslin Underskirts, w i d e embroidery flouncing. Regular price 79c each. You save 58c, $1.69 Dresses $1 Children's Gingham Dresses! newest style, size up to 14. You save 59c. $1.49 Corsets $1 Ladies' Pink Corset, heavy elastic top. You save 49c, "Sar?' I know all about It" Esteban raised himself to his elbow. "You think It's a myth, a joke. Well, it's not I know where it Is. I found Join onr forces In tne Orient "That Is bow you fonnd me In this i It I" province Lopez' nmn never delivered i Norlne gasped; Johnnie spoke sooth- these dispatches, for we- were taken j ingly: crossing the trocha--at least I was "Don't get excited, old man; you've talked too much today." "Ha!" Esteban fell back upon his pillow. "I haven't any fever. I'm as taken, for Pablo was killed. They-'d have made an end ot me, too, I dare say, only I was so weak. It seems a century since that night My memory doesn't serve me very well from that point, for they Jailed me, and I grew worse. I was ont at my bead a good deal." The two men fell silent for a while. Esteban lay with closed eyes, exhausted. O'Reilly gave himself np to frowning thought. His thoughts were not pleasant; he could uot for the life of him, .believe in Rosa's cafety so implicitly as be bad led Esteban to suppose; his efforts to cheer the other had sapped his own supply of hope, leaving him a prey to black misgivings. He was glad when Norine Evans' return put on end to bis speculations. '.'Have yon burrowed this poor man's feeling* sufficiently for once?" she Inquired of O'Reilly. -* '1 have. I'll agree to talk about nothing unpleasant hereafter." Bsteban turned to hla nurse, "Then la something I want to tell you both." "Walt until tomorrow," Norlne ad- TBKd. But be persisted · 'No 1 I must tell It now. First however, did either of yon discover an old coin In any of my pockets--on old Spanish doubloon?" *^hat doubloon again Norlne lifted her bands protestingty, and east a meaning look at O'Heilly. "Yon talked abont nothing else for a whole week. Let me feel ysor pulse." Bateban surrendered his hand with ·asplctons readiness. sane as ever r was. That treasure exists, nnfl that doubloon 'gave ma the were flat broke when we rot fan," OTtsHljr declared. "Probably, I seem to remember that ·MMbody stole if "DooBloonsI Pieces of eight t Golden guineas!" exclaimed Norloa. "Why these are pirate coins! Tnay remind me of Tre*»nre Island; of Lonf Joan Silver and Us wooden leg) of Ben Qunn and all the rest" Bsteban smiled imeonjfjrehendiogly. "Xea? Well; this has to da with treason of the Varonas: Hy father buried It He was very rleh, yon know, and he was afraid of the Spaniards. O'Bell- ly knows tlie stocy.". ·Jotnnle * iMCHtsd flih _ m ffaat. "I Knew Where It la. I Found 111" (In* to its whoreaboQts. Don Esteban, mr father, was earning | ha conld hide Ihiags better than a magpie, It remained for me to discover bis Met." ''He Is raving," O'Reilly declared, with a sharp stare at his friend. !Pha girl turned loyally to her par tteot. TlJlMlieve yen, Mr. Varona. } always believe everything about burled treasure. The bigger the treasure the I've alwajs been tempted to bur m monej and then go look for it." 'There Is no doubt that my futlie 1 had a great deal of money it one time," Eetcbun began; "he w n s the richest man In the richest city of Cuba." O'Reilly shook his head dubiously and braced his back against a tree ^ trunk; there was a look £f mild disap- j probation on his face as he listened to the familiar story ot Don Bsteban and the slave, Sebastian. Whei Esteban had finished, Norina drew a deep breath. "Oh I That lays over any story I ever beard. To think that the deeds nnd the jewels and everything are In the "well nt this minute' Suppose somebody finds It?" Norlne was aghast at the thought "Not much crnnce of that The treasure baa lain there for'a generation, and the story itself Is almost forgotten " Esteban'turned triutnphantly to O'Reilly, saying, "^ow, then, do you tlilnk I'm so crazy?" O Rcllly didn't have it In MB heart to say exactly what he really thought What he more than half suspected was that some favored fancy had formed lodgment In ISsteban's brain "It's an Jnterestlnff theory," he admitted. "Anvhow, there is no danger of the treasure being uncovered -verv soon. Caeto bad a good look and made htmsolf ridiculous You'll have ample chance to do likewise when the wnr is over." "You must help me find It" said Bnteban "Wn shall ail share tbe fortune equally ou two, Roan and I" "We? Wits should we shaie in 117' Norlne asked "I owe It to you Didn't O'Reilly rescue in* from a dungeon? Haven't yon nursed mo back to health? Don't I owe'my life to you both?" "Nonsense I I, for one, shn'n't take a dollar of it" "Oh, but yeu must. I Insist Nursing is a poorly paid profession. Wouldn't yon like to be rich?" "Profession! Poorly paid?" Norlne spotterfid, angrily. "As If I*d take pay!" "As If I would accept a great service and forget It, like some miserable beg--gar!" Bsteban replied stiffly. TO BE CONTINtrBD. tW£STSlDE) SOMETHING ETEBT BOY SHOULD HATE Every boy should have a Bank Account, and the more he saves and deposits to his credit, the greater is his determination to accumulate a good size fund. The "Onion National Bank has -many boys' accounts, and cordially invites you also to "become a depositor. UNION NATIONAL BANK MOVE BY AUTO TRUCKS BOTHPHONES OPPMAN'STRANSFER OPPOSITE POST OFFICE CONNEULSVIULE, PA. 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