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Copyright by Bobbs-Merrill Ce.
CHAPTER VIII
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The Bugle of Maracay
Emerging again into the sunlight I
found the Irish captain still offering
sturdy support to the adobe wall
“Every time our colonel wins a bat-
tle” sald he, “he thinks he's Alex-
ander.”
“You speak in parables, Monahan;
Pini falls a deal short of Alexander.”
He grinned, and bent his red head
to Indicate a massive rock house a
stone's throw to the north of us.
“That's his headquarters—or will be
until the Spaniards run us out again.
He has lately entered it, with a lady
. « « 8 reluctant lady, it's true, but
the manner of Pini was gently but
firmly coercive, so Li
“I shall apprise him of our danger
at once; we must reform, and we
must keep in touch with the main
body of Bolivar's army, else we are
lost, for our ammunition—"
“Sure” he said. He caught hold of
my arm as I turned away. “Is your
pistol loaded, Garde?’ There was a
strange light In his blue eyes, and
under his alr of seeming Indifference
I read a definite tenseness,
“Do I require a pistol to approach
our colonel?
He shrugged. “Go ahead; you went
In Caracas without a gun—and out
again, This lion's den should be vast-
ly simpler. A Providence watches
over you."
The heavy wooden door with its ex-
quisite carvings stood open and as
I would have entered, a sentry put a
gun across the doorway. “The colonel
has Issued orders that he is not to be
disturbed ; will the major walt?”
“The major won't: will you tell the
colonel—7"
He showed white teeth In a wide
grin. *I cannot; it would be as much
as my life Is worth to disturb him.”
While I waited, wondering what
should be done, the colonel's tenor,
carrying the burden of a caress,
came down the hallway: “Would not
the wines of Montalban caress thy
palate, Bonita?"
I failed to catch Bonita's reply,
it was not acquiescence, for the col
onel spoke again: “When the Span.
fards take a city, Senorita, they take
all that Is In it; may we, then, do
less?
He laughed at her rejoinder and
continued: “Had I known Maracay
held so gorgeous a beauty 1 shouid
have taken it long ago: so fair a
vision of loveliness may not be kept
for a mere Spaniard he cannot
properly appreciate, Be not 80 cold”
he pleaded: “a little wine, a little—"
“No, no,” she cried, “ah, no!"
Name of G—d-—the one volce in all
the world! It had called to me in my
dreams, it had ridden the wings of
the wind, and now , , .
With no thought of consequences 1
thrust the sentry aside with a sweep
of my arm, sped along the hallway
and threw my body against the door,
which crashed Inward under the im.
pact of my fall. By the time 1 had
regained my feet Pini, pistol held
ready, was standing across the table
from me, and the Senorita Lamartina
leaned against the wall, fear in her
pale face and slim hands pressed
against her bosom,
“Senor!” she gasped,
“Dulce!”
Cglonel Pini, misunderstanding me,
laughed. “Aye, dulce indeed, Major
Garde, for she is the sweetest by far
of all those that the stupid Spaniard
kas yet brought over. But why do
you enter my quarters by such force.
ful means?
Think! I must think, I must con-
trol myself; blind lock so far had
been my portion, but now , Gra-
cious G—d, give me the use of my
brain! Pinl did not recognize her, did
not realize the value of the prize that
he had won; then, manifestly, he
should remain in ignorance,
“A vision, in truth!” said I, laugh-
ing. “But do you not know, my col-
onel, that the taking of Maracay has
cost us over a hundred men? We
would hasten”
She looked at me in amazement, re-
sentment in the deep blue eyes, and I
thought, an expression of pleading
also,
“Aye,” Pin] agreed, “a hundred men
indeed-—but it's worth it; the Senorita
alone is worth two hundred.” 1 think
the garrulous colonel had partaken
too freely of the wines of Montalban,
“Yet there Is much to do.”
“Did. not Bolivar say to take the
Y city, and have I not done so?"
“Yes, but General Bolivar also sald
to hold it. Do you not know, my eol-
onel, that half our Indiah soldiers,
having fired away thelr remaining am-
munition in celebration of our victory,
have discarded their guns, assuming
them—empty—to be of no further
use?”
He langhed. “A misfortune, but
nothing tragic; it has ever been the
habit of the stupid savages. A thing
to be discounted as Inevitable,”
“And,” I continued, “that the forces
of Paez and Plaza have fallen back
before the Spaniards, freeing the two
wings that may now close in upon
us; that if we do not move swiftly our
{nes of communication with Bolivars
but
army will be broken, so that, half ae-
coutered and without ammunition, we
will be lost?
“How gloomy a tale do you bring
me in this, the hour of my happiness.”
His acquisitive eyes took in the slim
beauty of the Senorita, and I could
have throttled him for the evil in his
look. “Does your American cowardice
come to the fore at such a time as
this; do you not realize that, of the
entire line of attack, only we have
broken through?”
“Ave, and 1 realize also that
Spaniard will close in behind us. And
this American cowardice of mine,
Senor, does not presume to celebrate
a half-victory with drunkenness and
other unseemly conduct.”
Pini brought the pistol to bear upon
me. “Do you speak thus to me, your
colonel, your commanding officer?”
“Under similar conditions, my col.
onel, T would speak 80 to Bolivar him-
self, had he fallen so low; a thing 1
cannot imagine, for, of all our officers,
I think Colonel Pini is the only man
who might have planned an act so
vile.”
Madness? Aye, a veritable mad-
ness; yet his eyes had offered insult
to the Senorita, and I worshiped her,
“Ah, Loren" she cried, fear in her
volee—and love, I think, as well
“How vast a blunder. Can you not
see—T1" :
‘ini laughed. “ ‘Loren’?
His volce was icy, menasing.
“Ah, Dulce mia,” I gasped, “1 can-
not think: I love thee!"
“Yery pretty,” said Pini, He offered
a sour smile. “I have walted, Garde,
for such a time as this” He thought
a moment. “It is the Senorita Lamar-
the
Well I™
“Did Not Bolivar Say to Take the
City, and Have | Not Done So™
tina—no? Then she shall see how we
deal with insubordination, a grievous
crime. At such a time I may be judge
and jury and executioner, for it is my
right.”
“The pistol Is not made, my col
onel,” 1 sald, “that may kill me in-
stantly, and If I am given so much as
half a minute—"
“No,” said Dulce, “no!” She came
forward, arms” outstretched, toward
the man who waited, weapon pointing
at my heart, “Anything, Colonel Pini,
but"
I thrust her aside. “No! I cried,
leaping toward him as the gun roared,
filling the room with thunder. Flame
traversed my arm and sent the red-
hot pain coursing through my body,
My right arm fell, useless, and the
fingers of my left hand found his
throat, and held,
No matter what befell I knew that
only death awaited me, for this attack
upon a superior officer, regardless of
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the circumstances or the provocation,
could mean but one thing: a court and
a decree of death, So, with the weight
of my body, and the strength of my
legs, I held him against the wall
while my fingers did their work. |
even laughed, a shrill maniacal oyt-
burst, and I talked: “Do you see,
Dulce, my own, how a craven dies?’
“No, Loren, no; it is murder! If
you love me, dear heart, you will not
do it!"
“But he offered insult to thee
shall I not kill him for that, does he
not deserve--7"
“Listen, Loren, do you not hear it?”
Now there came to us the clear high
notes of a bugle, a penetrating, elec.
tric summons,
always been, first a soldier, for that
call to arms cleansed my mind
hatred and found a soldier's ready
acquiescence in my heart,
to the table and braced
body with his hands, “You will pay
for this, Senor,” he rasped through a
tortured throat,
bugle, and Intermittent thudding
guns, then an orderly
knew that the Spaniards, having re
formed behind us to cut us off, were
investing the city,
“1 expect to pay, colonel, and you
will doubtless pay when Bolivar hears
how you have thrown away the fruits
of a dearly bought victory."
“After this skirmish.” he sald, mov.
ing unsteadily toward the
of the “there
court.”
“1 shall be ready, my
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“Ah, Loren, that you
found me thus"
“I am thankful
find you at all”
and pressed my
hand, for my love
wreckage
doorway, will be a
colonel”
should
that I was able to
I went to my knees
lips against a slim
for her has been
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trim
your
buttons, your
your blouses, suits,
your coats and your pajama costumes
buttons, such is (he message
fashion is fairly shouting In the
ars of young moderns who attend col
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I UTTONS,
frocks,
An ideal decoration for smart cam-
up to saints, “Am I not forgiven,
to see through your masquerade?’
She put her hand upon my head
“It is light again—your hair. | am
glad, Loren”
The tumult approached,
and I knew the force of Colonel Pini,
drunk with a victory and
of conflict
false ton
with guns and ammunition,
beaten, and moving back.
“Do they lose—your men?
1 nodded,
“1 am sorry: Spain does not belong
in Venezuela. 1 have seen. You must
go, you must yourself, Your
life—"
“Do you love me, Dulce mia?”
Now she came to her knees beside
me, “Ah, Loren mio, there is noth
ing In my life but love for thee!”
“Then you forgive?
“Aye, dear heart!
me and hold me,
then
there Is
thee I”
“My arm only, but I can hold thee
well with one” 1 laughed In an ex-
cess of happiness,
So 1 kissed the shining hair,
tear-dimmed eyes, and the tender lips,
were
save
kiss
close,
Kiss me,
hold me
blood. Ah,
God preserve
for I knew that this would be the
end.
of Bolivar, my fate was sealed,
than two hundred meters south from
here”
Now she clung to me, face upraised
in pleading. “Is there blame In thy
heart, Loren, that Polito should be
fighting for the Spanish?
“A soldier may not turn his back
upon his country, my sweet: Polite
owes his service to his king.”
“Bless thee, my own , .
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Adios I"
An Important reason for the appar.
ent vast thirst of the English of me-
dieval times, William Edward Mead
explains, in his volume, “The English
Medieval Feast,” Is found In the dishes
common to their tables, wherein con-
diments and spices played a major
part. Loaded with pepper, cubebs,
mace, saffron, cloves, ginger, cinna-
mon, nutmeg, galingale, cummin, I
corice, aniseed, and other tart Ingre-
dients, they were prone to inspire the
consumer to frequent draughts from
the ale keg or beer mug.
Here again the element of necessity
entered. For, the author points out,
fashion had In reality little to do with
the extensive use of these elements.
Our ancestors, he reminds us, had not
yet begun to breed beasts and poul
try for the table, except that the valoe
of the eapon was remembered from
former days. Mutton was apt to be
«Hope
The poets are full of appreciation of
hope that makes an otherwise drab life
endurable. Tennyson speaks of “the
mighty hopes that make us men.” Mil
ton says, “What re-enforcement we
may gain from hope.” “Hope will
make thee young,” says Shelley.
stringy, beef tough ; and men made use
of food from sources that today would
be avoided with a shudder.
In the hope, then, of securing an
aid to digestion, as well as to disguise
the exact nature of many dishes, the
spice box came frequently to hand
as the cook worked. For natural
crudeness cried aloud for mitigation,
even at the feasts where kings ate
crowned and bishops dined in cope
and miter,
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Danish Flag Oldest
The Stars and Stripes is the second
oldest established flag, the Danish flag
being the only one which dates farther
back in an unchanged form. The eross
of the Danish flag was adopted as the
national emblem in the year 1210. The
changes In our flag are not figured, as
the law establishing the flag provided
for them. At the time the United
States flag was officially adopted, on
June 14, 1777, there were a good many
national flags which had been In use
for a considerable period of time, but
through changes in gevernment these
flags have all since been changed In
one way or another, e present Brit.
ish national flag, or “Ulilon Jack,” was
not adopted until 1801, the date of the
union of Great Britain with Ireland
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rows and rows of them,
or perhaps a single huge button placed
with a view of “showing off” to the
The nifty jersey frocks, which are
for the college girl
this fall, make a perfect background
for the now-so-chie button trimmings.
In order that you may be made wise
ns te the eTectiveness of the new but-
ton treatments your attention Is called
to the stunning costume of brown wool
Jersey shown to the right In this pic
ture. Here rows and rows of beige
pearl butions travel up and
tunic, on the sleeves also, In fact.
wherever there is the slightest excuse
for their appenrance either on bodice
hold forth,
Color adds greatly t» the lure of the
clever bution trims which are such a
The
VELVETS IN FAVOR
Velvets, silks and wools lead the
parade of fall and winter fabrics, ac
Kathleen Howard, New
of Harper's Ba-
weaves and colors
fabrics, she
Many new
fire avaliable in these
“Velvets are to be an outstanding
she says. “They are apparent In a
“Evening dresses, evening wraps,
afternoon dresses, cinema dresses are
all seen In this luxurious fabric, so
suitable to the romantic: mode,
“Fiat crepes, In flower and frult
shades and in pastels, are greatly in
demand. Lames are important. Satin
is paramount. Stilfer silks, such as
faille and brocades are represented in
the collections. Novelties in plald ef-
fects, heavy-pebbled crepes, square al-
paca-ike weaves and faconne surfaces
are offered.
“A woolen season Is strongly Indi
cated. In coatings the newest surfaces
are rough for daytime wear, changing
to duvetyn or broadcloth for more for.
mal coats”
New Glove Buttons Up
Back Instead of Under
A new glove buttons up the back
of the band instead of the under side
It is a gauntlet, but the buttons be
gin diagonally at the little finger and
cross the hand above ihe wrist. A
contrast In color is made by the but.
tons and the outline around the but:
tonholes, and occasionally by means
of contrasting stitching done by hand
around the fingers. On some a cuff
turns back, showing a bright lining in
combination with white or beige or a
lighter shade of whatever the lining
is showing.
Ostrich Puts You in
Forefront of Fashion
And the ostrich is back. Oh, very
much so, Not only on fans, but also
on the everyday afternoon hat. Yes,
ma'am, two little ostrich plumes over
the right ear on a closetting hat
not only lend softness to the face but
put you In the forefront of fashion.
What's more, an ostrich muff has been
known to be carried, uselessly but
prettly, to evening functions.
four Immense ocean pearl buttons
on the
swanky
coed, standing
ture, Is
green
other at the of
which
hipline the
the style-wise
the left in the pic
gre a
slik which they
trim, he suit itself is fashioned
of one of the numerous tex-
tured loose-woven woolens which are
80 correct for the fall or winter cos
tume, The deep sea-green of this ma
terial contrasts handsomely with the
brown fur which collars it.
blouse
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wearing,
matching the
rough
It Is really very exciting, the button
game as is now playing It
Per example, picture, If you will a
modish black sitk afternoon dress with
which is
while ocean
sewn through with a
of bright red fabric.
Paris is not only showing an intern
est lu buttons, but buckles and other
pear! trimmings are likewise regarded
with favor, This vogue
flected in the millinery realm where
one sees here a directoire hat trimmed
witli a single large pearl
there a felt shape with a tab bus
toned over the brim to give it a one
side flare as the season demands.
(2) 1931. Western Newspaper ('nion.)
fashion
bodice
six large
a diagonal closing,
traversed with
pearl butions
cording made
mm—
Jewel Shoulder Straps
The Jewel-like beauty of turquoise
blue ocean pearl sequins which band
the shoulder straps and outline the
deep decolletage lends brilliance te
this sophisticated evening gown of
shell-pink celanese satin
Some of the New Ideas
in Chic Hats for Fall
On distinctly new lines is the small
hat with a curving feather like a cres
cent moon. Not all the new brimmed
hate have ostrich. A new one in rust
colored felt Is trimmed at the side
with a roll of green velvet set under
the side brim as a feather might be.
A black felt has a large black satin
ribbon bow In the back, under a brim
that encircles a very shallow erown.
Still more ribbon appears, this time
in pink velvet for a black felt model
that sports a rather wide brim flop
ping down In front and up at. sides.
from a crown slmost too slight and
small to talk about. The way the
velvet ribbon Is used deserves a word,
its sedate twin knot perched In front
and Watenu shepherdess bow bhahind
Great Relief
Caller (moralizing)—You know we
take nothing with us into the next
world.
Mrs. Rounds—Thank heaven for
that! It will be a novelty to go
somewhere without having to pack.
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