. Author of **The Blade of Picardy" Copyright by Bobbs-Merrill Ce, (WNU Service.) CHAPTER X—Continued ee] Be *I haven't forgot it, and the general shall know. General Bolivar shall Jear how he received that injury.” I stood aghast, for Pini, in the pres. ence of witnesses, had given me his promise that nothing of that unfor- tunate affair of Maracay should reach the ears of the Liberator. Was he mad, could he hope to gain anything by thus breaking his word; would Bolivar forgive him for that vital hour of drunkenness that had cost us Maracay? I did not think so, for the Liberator was too good a soldier to overlook so flagrant a blunder. IX waited, “If there Is anything,” sald Bolivar in a volce of cold menace, “which should have been told to me that either of you have refrained from telling—" “Tell him Pinl cried, “tell your general about your arm: explain to him how you were wounded.” I imagined the wily colonel! assumed that I would never mention the Senorita, which, indeed, I had no In- tention of doing. “I am waiting,” sald Bolivar, “Colonel Pin} shot me, my general” Francisco, seated next to me, rasped a bitter curse, and a sigh went around the table. The Liberator leaped to his feet. “Colonel Pini shot you? You Jest, Senor.” “Not at all” “Was this at Maracay?™ “Yes, my general” “Pinl would doubtless have good reason for doing such a thing” He turned a Judicial eye upon the colonel, “May I expect an explanation? Pini smiled. “Major Garde, I'm sure, will make explanation.” “I attacked him, my general” “Mother of G—d!™ Bolivar gasped. “That 1s,” 1 dissembled, “my attack upon him and his shooting of me came 80 near the same Instant that it wonld be impossible to tell which was ecagse and which effect” “Was this—er—unfortunate affair in any way related to the loss of Mara- cay™ “No, general,” Colonel! Pin! led: “it was purely personal, We could not have held Maracay with the force at my command.” Now Bolivar's eyes questioned me. It was not in me Iain to the Liberator how Colonel Pini had wasted a precious hour in drunkenness and in an unsuccessful attempt to win the favor of the Senorita Lamartina: an hour In which he might have made the necessary preparations for successful defense of Maraeay, “Colonel Pinl Is entirely right, gen- eral; that unfortunate affalr was pure. ly personal. T confess to having been insubordinate, IT confess to having at- tacked the colonel, my superior officer, and IT do not care to offer any de fense™ Bolivar's face was a study. He must have known that, In service to him and to Venezuela, 1 had given my best: he knew that the Apure bat- talion of three hundred Indians whom I had commanded was the best of his native fighting force, for I had trained them with the greatest care, “Why, then, Garde,” he questioned. “did not Colonel Pinl make report of this on his return to Tinaquillo? “That, my general, Is a question for Colonel Pinl.” Pint must have realized that his burst of anger had opened up a dan- gerous abyss for himself, for he smiled and, assuming a pose of charity, sald: "One must make allowance for a gallant soldier, General: our Ameri- cano has been a bit impetuous and 1 did not report that hapless ecirecum- stance because I had no wish to injure him In your eyes. Our personal dif- ferences will doubtless be settled as time offers us opportunity.” Drunk, even, the sophist was al ways a good liar, General Bolivar laughed, relieving thereby an awkward tension. “I can- not expect all my officers to love one another; it Is not the way of soldiers, for most of them are ‘sudden and quick fn quarrel’; neither can I afford to lose one of them thus on the eve of our greatest struggle. You will have to postpone the pleasure of this con. test between yourself and Colonel Pini until after we have wor the bat. tle of Carabobo.” “Aye, my general” 80 we drank again, and Monahan, pinching my arm, whispered, “Any sol. dier who can dash a glass of wine into the face of his superior officer, and get away with it, must surely have the fairies working for him!" * . » * . . * Dawn came slowly as we rested on our arms in the early morning of the might Jp orn of June, a day which to ex might termed the birthday of Vene- guela, © We occupied the timbered heights southwest of the field of Cara- bobo, and waited to ring down the cur. tain on the last act of the great Colombian tragedy. We had waited thus, six years ba. fore, I remembered, at Chalmette, waited In just such a silent gloom, Brilliant victory had been ours, and J offered up a fervent hope that I might find myself again In a victorious army. 1 knew that, upon the success or fallure of republican arms, rested my success or failure In winning the Senorita Lamartina, If we won this impending battle, then Venezuela was open to me, and I could seek her out; if we lost, I knew that I would go down fighting among those Apure bravos of mine, for I had taught them to stand and fight until the last man could stand no longer. Of my little command, and of the British, 1 had no doubts, but we were only a thousand; the bulk of Bolivar's forces was com- posed of llaneros, sambos, and of other native troops, Some were good, and some, I knew from sad experience, were poor, The sun glinted on the equipment of the Spaniards, who were spread out in battle array. They were possibly eight thousand strong, which gave them an advantage over us of two thousand men; yet they were hireling fighters, and our men were fighting for thelr homes, for their families, for the right to rule themselves, General Paez, with fifteen hundred men, had been sent around to the right on a flanking movement, Gen- erals Bolivar, Cedeno and Plaza, with a regiment of English rifles under Colonel Mackintosh, occupled the cen- ter, while my command and a battalion of llaneros were expected to hold the right wing of the Spanish army, which looked to me to be composed of over a thousand men—a task bevond us, 1 knew, for we had scarce six hundred soldlers, The approach to the field was a nar- row way, hardly wide enough to ad. mit a file of men The Spaniards opened the battle. The approach of the main body of our forces was In full view of the enemy, and we lost many men to their artillery fire be. fore we reached the plain, where the various units spread, each to its task, Under desultory fire of the right wing of La Torre's forces we advanced slowly and took our station upon a low ridge that commanded the plain: where, according to my orders, I placed my three hundred men in a They Fought Like Fiends. position which seemed to me best to hold the ridge when a general advance of the Spanish army might be made. The Tiradores, and Vargas battalions, and a brigade of La Guardia had gone through the center to attack, with the British legion under Colonel Mackin- tosh following up. The crash of contact filled the sur- rounding hills with thunder, for Paez and Cedeno struck-——right and center ~at once. My men lay, their slim brown bodies close against the ground, and waited I heard murmured prayers and oaths, and saw nervous movements; so, while the air was full of the potent whine of bullets, 1 got to my feet and walked slowly back and forth In front of the men, “Venezuela, my braves,” 1 said, “will be watching you today: when the men of Spain shall charge upon us—we will hold.” I saw Bolivar's unit reach the plain and close In behind the British legion, which had already made formation In the famous hollow square. As our center, under Cedeno, broke before the superior marksmanship and the great. er numbers of the Spanish soldiers, as Paez faltered and failed, I talked to my men, urging, coaxing: “It is only the beginning, my bravos of Apure; we fight today for liberty. To run is defeat and slavery: to stand is vie. tory and freedom. They will be com. ing now; do not shoot wildly, Wait, hold your fire until you can pick a silver button on a Spanish jacket— and do not miss, For every silver button you moke your target a Span- Ish soldier will offer up his life.” With the aid of a glass | saw our right wing, with reinforcements from the rear, forming to offer battle to re gain the ground they had lost. | saw fearful native soldiers of the center retreating through the ranks of the British legion, which, I knew, would stand as Britons have always stood. I recalied that half of the eight hun- dred men in the legion were veterans of Waterloo, and I was sure the center of the approaching Spanish line would be strong indeed if it broke through, Again the enemy met Paez, while Cedeno reformed In the rear; and the main body of the Spanish forces fell upon the British legion, broke like waves against a reef, and came on again, while the right wing engnged us, It was beautiful to watch the grim silent Indians from the Apure river, They held their fire until the nttackers were less than a hundred feet way, : I recoguized Adolfo, and waved my sword, and called to him to come on; and my volce was drowned In a roar of musketry, Then the bravos leaped to thelr feet and, yelling wildly, charged with the bayonet. They fought like fiends—thrusting, driving, hacking, shrilling weird warecrles, and moving ever forward until the enemy broke and fled before us, We took an advanced position upon another lateral ridge, and prepared for the next attack. Behind us the fleld was covered with dead, but for every prostrate bravo there were two of the uniformed men of Spain. Scarce two hundred of our men survived, yet, resting on their arms, they laughed and jested among themselves, and told one another how many Spaniards they had killed, Then In one concerted movement the Spaniards attacked all along the line, but Paez held, and the British legion, though called upon to withstand the shock of the bulk of Spain's soldiery, gave no ground; and the center of the enemy line rolled back even as the right wing struck us again. The Apure bravos fired almost into the faces of the soldiers, after which they leaped to thelr feet to meet the Spaniards in hand-to-hand fighting. There was a frantic heroism about their ardor, a wild enthusiasm a maniacal lust for killing that must have terrified the uniformed soldiers, us again in possession of the tiny sec. tor that we had been directed to hold at any cost, And the cost, indeed, had been a grievous thing, for less than half of my bravos remained; I knew that the next charge of our enemies woyld find us too weak to hold where Colonel Pini, with more than us to fall, filled my soul, from the British legion and, toward us on a run, “Monahan” I cried, British legion!” He grinned. “That's the way we did the French at Waterloo, son. charged and broke against our squares, “all honor to the and charged and broke again, and old Bony's heart broke with them. It's easy when you know how.” He considered Pinl's force, a secant half-mile behind us, and swore softly. “What's the for, Garde? “For the ‘break,’ my friend, will gallop forward and ous victory, sent to me?™ colonel waiting then he win a glorl- These hundred men are “Sure; if you hadn't held thelr right wing we could not have held the cen- ter, T like a rock, an unusual thing for na. hose bravos of yours have stood tive troops “And have died.” ing." “Qo 1 said sadly, “h old. Colonel Mackintosh offers his 1 thiz hundred men— nd he directs me to tell yon that you have put the white man's dogged hero- into the red] man's heart” compliments ism This from Mackintosh, grizzed war rior of many battles, was sweet muste to ny ears, The veterans of the had already been distributed my bravos, so, renewed In and spirit, we waited for the nest at- tack. S80 we went out to blithely, wildly, ~with eager cries upon our lips and British legion meet it in our hearts, and the clatter of conflict little world with nolse hind us. ter. Evidently it. too, through the first line of Paez. “We win, I think,” sald Monahan. “We could not lose, my friend: vet overwhelming victory” “In that case” said the Irish sol dier, “we need the mounted lanerog™ That must also have been Bolivar's thought, for a body of horsemen. mov. ing swiftly through the center, passed the British legion and hurled itself upon the enemy, throwing the line into confusion. The six hundred mounted laneros of Colonel Pinl's command roared by us, and we waved our arms and cheered them on, “There he goes” cried Monahan, with a short laugh, “on to victory!” The right wing of the Spanish army crumpled under the charge of Pini's horsemen, crumpled and fled in wild confusion. The desperate battle of Carabobo, which removed for ever the rule of Spain from Venezuela, had be. come a rout, The wings of Bolivar's army, racing across the plain, closed In to complete the work of destruction, for nothing less than complete destruction for the fipanish would appease the Liberator. He wust have seen, at last, the golden opportunity for a free Venezuela, and he took no chance on losing. Few Spaniards escaped, few prisoners were taken; the rout had become a slaugh. ter wherein the Indians’ Just for blood was fully appeased, Xet Spain had taught them, (TO BE CONTINUED.) A A BI Rub in Your Food A Vienna specialist has discovered a new kind of food paste which, rubbed Into the skin, Is capable of supporting life indefinitely without oral feeding. 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