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CHAPTER XII—Contim***.

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“Thta way. aeaor. llay I go ami Thank yon. Gaocho. will yon atay with the Maoritaf Thank yon. And.

r — — Already Us foot was upon the first nep. Stanway laid a Quick hand upon Us arm. “Sorely yon do not think of coming ■poo them this way—" “fiurriy," smiled the old man. “they are m> ruestg. I am the boat I am XOlnK to them." He went slowly up the short fll(l>t of stairs, Stanway close at his heels, wondering. At the top was a little door. De Is Qperra rapped softly with the barrel of fcls rtculver. There was a sodden silence In the room, voices dropped to whispers. De U Guerra knocked ngnln. “Welir 1 It wsa Torre’s voice, sharp. Impatient. “Who is Itr “It is I. Senor Torre." answered the old man. quietly. “And I am Antonio de In Guerra. I bring my apologies for being so tardy to wait upon a guest— and I come to talk with yon." Again silence, again honied whispers, then Tone crying oct: “What hare you to say? I can put a bullet through the door which wtU find you! If you will open the safe let m take the gold and go; you may keep th« silver and stay. What do you •syr De la On errs laughed softly. And then, seriously, he answered; “I say. my denr Senor Torre, you *re talking bravely; but that you fti last are In no position to dictate. It Is I who dictate. Let me come In that ' we may talk, or I shal 1 have to have Vidal chop down some more of my doors. And I do not like to do that." Torre hesitated. Why? Stanway thought because he was studying hi* men with those keen eyes of his, trylrg to guaas how fee he could count on them now. Evidently not very far. For In a moment came his soft laugh, and hi* abort command: “Nunes, open the door. Let my kinsman come/just to thr - threshold. If any of Us teen try to enter—well, leave them to me! Enter, senorr The door slid open. Do la Guerra stepped Just to the thresuoW. Stnttrmjr close behind him. “Good evening, caballero*." said the old Spaniard courteously. “Now *or my word with Torre. All of the men he has brought with him may go free and unharmed, provided that I am assured Pedro Celfotluo. and poor Alfredo there will live. If any of them Is to dw, then the man who has klllc'. h>m la not to go 1 Juares may go. Dempton may go." “You are pleased to be iradous, my high and mighty Kinsman!“ sneered Torre Impuder.ily. “O-bo, Senor Stanway! You -*re then-. U»? Castro," sharply to • black-browed ruffian at Us side, “you are the best uisrkaman I ever saw, and. besides, you are an admirable soldier who knows how to take a cot. *aod. If the Senor Stnaway moves a h x takes a step this way will you blow hi* brains oat for mef Castro's answer was to fling down his revolver so tba. It rattled noisily on the floor. You have led us into e trap." be retorted sullenly. “I accept the Senor de la Guerra’s word that I may go free. I have harmed no one!" A black frown gathered Torre’s brows. A little smile crept Inlo I>e< s', Guerra’s stern eyes. "The first sign that yon lose. Torre." he said quietly. “The first sign that I win!" Ik> you know, m- kinsman." replied Torre Insolently, shrugging his ■ outsiders at the mutiny of Castro, "that I may loae and still yon cot win? How? Why. to be explicit to an Ud man, I «.an at least have the rttiulsite pleasure of ending my **1 **!- lie existence gaily—and In shooting you Just between the eyes, senor!" stnnway shuddered, seeing the leadly earnest threat In Torres low lidded eyes. But De la Goerra’s g*i^ hd not waver and he answered: Even that. Torre. Is denied He laughed softly. “For. stejve nil things, you are a gambler ■<ud will take a gambler’s chedee! Yon ’*u kill me. yea—perhaps! And If you did? My vaqueros would l.ere and on time for me to die! You know that. There wopld be chance in It for you. I offer you « ■l a.ice—If you let these men go. If iou .brow down your gun and agree to I i-e Uie rhsnce I offer you! And Iw,ll « a ennittler above anything else in • «urm—why. you will accept the ‘■“e little chance I offer yotw" Torre hesitated Ills hesitation Plain in hi* attitude, the head Plied a little, the moody guttering th« brows He looked swiftly to

Juares first, to them all. Juares shook his head slowly, his lips compressed, his eyes on the floor. “There Is no longer anything for me to fight for,” he said slowly. “Nothing but death! I can find that any day upon the other side of border, senor. I think—that you are

alone!"

"Cowards! Coward; all!" Jeered Tom*. Then he turned again to De la Guerra. “What chance do you offer me, senor?" “We shall speak of that when the others are gone, when you accept It.’ returned De Is Guerra sternly, “i simply give you my word that I shall rive you what the Americans here call an ‘even break.' Yon haven't that “Your word, senor." “My word." gravely. “Bueno." cried Torre gayly. That Is all that I ask. Adio*. my little cowards." be smiled at Juares and the rest. “Ccngmtulations upon the gntue. my kinsman." bowing to De la Guerra. And he tossed his revolver to the table. CHAPTER XIII.

A Game of Dice. “Now. Senor Torre, you shall hare a gambler’s choice!" The tall candles burned steadily In the massive candlesticks, the little yellow plumes shining reflected In the polished woodwork of the walls. Senor de la Gaerra sat In his favorite armchair at the great mahogndy table. Hs white aristocratic hand Upping Idly upon its glistening top. Stanway. standing at bis side, watched curiously both De la Guerra and the smiling Torre. “I am waiting, senor," returned Torre gravely. • “I have assured myself." went De la Guerra In the same even U “that Pedro and Celestlno and the vaqnero who was shot here In this room will live. I have let nil of your men go. excepting Captain Jnarex. Senor Stanway," turning a little In his chair, “will yon be so kind ns to tell the captain that I should be pleased to see him?" Sunway left the room promptly, returning almost Immediately with the rebel captain at his heels. De la Guet ra rose, bowed courteously. •Senor capltsn." be said. “I am going to wish you a pleasan* ride aiross the border." He snapped open a drawer of the table, drew out a packet and tosacd It upon the Uble top. “WU1 you examine It. senor?" Jus res. frowning, s little suspicious, held back for a moment. Then under the amused eyes of Torre he stepped forward, took up the packet, opened It, sUr-d Incredulonvly. end fell back •rllb a llttl- rasp. De U Guerra smiled. "American banknotea," be said « “You will find that they amount to five thousand dollars. For your needy r tryioen. •SOoc. Yon see. I have never yet refused—pardon me. senor— to s beggar! Senor Hun way. will you be kind enough to shv/w the captain to the door?" “Now. Senor Torre." resumed the old m«n when Stanway bad returned. T am to give you your gambler’s chance. I have learned that a month ago you killed a man In San Antonio. Now.” leaning forward • little, “are ibey looking for you along the border? Have you a good chance of getting acroas without being shot?" Torre’s cheek* grew s little pale. He returned De lu Guerra'* guxr. however, and answered steadily: “I should have, perhaps, one chance lc ten thousand!" •Good! I thought so!” Th.. old Spaniard slipped hi* band again Into the table drawer und the thing he brought out this time be handed to Torre. “Bure la yonr chnnce. senor." he said

sternly.

It was a dleebox! “What do you mean?" snapped Torre •T mean this: You shall shake the dice you love so we!’, aod the stake high enough to satisfy even you! ” you win. there U anojher packet liankootes ready for you. and a horse to carry you as far and n* fast a* you ran w lah to go. If you hau—there Is Ir the stable a lame horse w hich you sn to ride across the border!" The dusky red ran hack inlo Torre

cheeks.

•'With whom do I shake?" he asked, a little bo&.oeiy, hU linger* grow In*

whit*- about the box.

“With the bitterest enemy >«u have, retorted the old mau with dignity. “Do

you know who It is?"

“You?" queried Torre, with xuariiof ^"Yoarotdf! You shall cast twice, with a single die. The ace la high In this

fra*. RTB yew throw now? I shall ba gtatl ween you are gone.” Torre row swllly to his feet drawing neat thu table, his eyes burning Ilka flames, his cheeks flashed. Foe n moment be stood with the die rattling In <he box. which he shook slowly beck

and forth.

•One throw ” he whispered. “One good throw and I drink many another good bottle of red wine. 1 Idas many another pair of red llpa. I live on In my gay llttl* existence. One good

throw. Ah!" He bad thrown.

“It Is the see l - cried Torre with

up-0sag head, my lady of lw is kind to me. senor 1"

be to

Guerra reminded him. The ace cannot be beaten, but It may be tied r Now Starro rcooped the die up in Ms box and with no moment of hesitation turned K out npon the table. Again Tone had thrown no ace 1 “Try again.” said De la Guerra crisply. fit Is growing late." With a curse Torre again caught up the die. again It rattled In the box; again U rolled half acroas the table. “A four!” he gasped. “A four Is not had." De la Guerra reminded him. “It may win. Again.

■nor."

A four! If he turned a three nert time, or a deuce, be was saved. If the die showed an ace again, a six or a five, r was lost! Agniu he took up the die. again cast. This time his hand, holding the dicebox. followed close to the rolllog cube. “It Is the six.' said De Is Guerra sternly. “You were about to touch It, Torre threw down the box. He hid lost—against himself! But his head flung proudly up. “And now," hie cried, “where Is my lame horse? ,It Is late, as you say." He bowed and went out Into the patio. where Gaucbo and a half dosej of the cowboys were waiting. De la Guerra sighed. “He Is a brave man.” he said gently. “Ah. well, he has one chance In ten thousand. Wei!, for a brave man—" Then they heard the galloping of several horses beaded toward the border.

m LACE BLOUSE

CHAPTER XIV. Conclusion. “Teresa 1“ called Stanway, “TcreIta!" It was night; there was a noon, and between It and the stars wus the balcony. “Senor Billy!“ The voice floated down to him aoftly, and between the parted vines s very bright face looked down npon him. “Your papa grande Is In the drawingroom. Teresa." he said swiftly. “I am going back tn there—to tell him something. May I. Tereslta?" “What?" shi whispered. “What are you going to tell him. Senor Billy?" “Cah’t you guess?" he laughed up at her. She shook her head. But her soft eyes grew softer, her cheeks rosier, and her white hands Intertwined and trembled n little. “Will you go with me. Teresa?" he asked bluntly, after the way of Billy Stanway. “I think that I nm rather nfmld to go all alone. He will be Inclined to be very terrible, won’t he?" Teresa toughed, said "Coward!" very prettily, and disappeared from the balcony. He met her. approximately, hall a minute Inter In the patio. “Teresa!" he cried, his voice shaking as he could not keep his hands from slinking. “Don’t!" she whispered, slipping away from Mm. “Papa grande does not like me to come to him with—my hair mussed. Senor Bill/." They came Into the drawing-room together. two very young, handsome, happy, eager people. De to Ooerra. his head drooping s little as though he were tired, looked up at them. “Teresa!" he said, rising quickly. "Senor Stanway!" "You can guess It. can’t you?" Stunway blurted out. "We have a notion to send to I* I’snra for Father Igmiclo. Is there some priest you’d prefer, senor?" “O-oh!" gasped Teresa. De to Guerra bowed gravely. “Senor Stanway." he anld. speaking slowly, his ey«-s thoughtful. “Teresa has t> .d me how much you have done for i.i. There was something which she illd not tell me which I guessed. I owe you—very much. I owe you evcrytMng. senor! And." with a quick, strangely sweet smile. “I am a man »bo pays his debts In lull." He bowed, suddenly caught up Stanway* hand, and placed It npon the girl's. “I owe you everything. And." with a courtly bow to hi* granddaughter. “I give yob everything!" “Papa grande!” cried Teresa. "Papa grande!“ •The only thing.” smiled the old man. "Is—he I* an Americano! We!!, since one cannot change the Americanos— You will pome to me. my children. In the library." He walked to the door, paused, turned his smiling faro upon them, and adied: “I ahall not export you Immediately. Teresa, can you entertain the senor for. let us say. an hour? You will pardon me for that long, senor? I shall be very busy amending certain remarks In my memoirs.” he toughed softly. "Con-.-■■■!ng the Americano*, senor I" (THE END.) Confirming It. She (angrily)—I took you for ti kcut G-man. air. Hr (suavely)—Quite right. Another rase of mlss-ukan Identity.

Effective Garment Designed for Early Fall Wardrobe.

Hay Ba «r Whitewr Colored Material, to Suit Skirt With Which It to Won*. The sketch shows a very smart lib Be Mouse of lace which will he found » valuable addition to the early fall wardrobe. It may be made of black, white or Ivory-colored lace, or. If desired. a tore may be dyed to much the skirt with which the Mourn is to >e ■worn. Dyed laces have beau very acch favored .during the last season >r two. This blouse Is finished at the waist with a narrow ribbon girdle, and as originally designed the garment was made of ivory-colored Chantilly lace. The girdle was of Inch and a wide double-faced satin ribbon, i on one side, black on the other, e woman who is economically In d can usually supply herself with neve ml smart and dressy skirts from th* remains of sheer net. georgette et silk voile frocks, as the dress waist nearly always wean out first, and with several good-looking blouses nt her disposal she can develop an afternoon frock for early fall with very Uttle eq^endltnre of time or money. Paris design era arc sending over some very smart separate skirts as models for the American trade, but More these reach the consumer there Is Uttle doubt that they win be greatly modified. As s rule, the French-designed skirt? are very short and tight, with elaborate overdraplngs. A drapery that flares on one hip only is a favor! t ■- The re^ly dresay separate skirt will almost certainly be In great demand during the coming fall aod sinter, the fact that the elaborate

Smart Blouse of Chantilly Lace. o\er-bloase has finally been accepted by American fashion authorities and the public at Urge. Two-color combinations ate frequently seen in the handsome skirts of satin and soft silks and two-faced label s are excellent selections. one side serving as a trimming for thi other, or making the arrangement of the novel draperies easy.

SMALL GIRLS LIKE SMOCKS Fashion Never flaairs to Lots Its Popularity, With the Uttla Ones

or Their Elders.

For little girls of six years and less dresses of the smock type are unquestionably favorites. One manufacturer given to figures has estimated that «i.ah frock*, especially smock dresses, ♦ell twenty to one cf any other style. This may be exaggerating things a trifle, but the fact remains that the little, comfortable, straight-line smock frocks are liked by the children as well as by :heir elders, and each season witnesses the Introduction of many little novelties that may nill come under the

“smock" heading.

Wash dresses are generally considered the best selection for little girls jf six years and less regardless of sca*on or weather. Houses and apartments are so well heated these days that children do not require to be warmly dressed when Indoors, and when ont of doors warm sweaters and wraps give the necessary protection no matter how light the garments that are worn underneath.

POPULAR BLACK AMD, WHHE Old but Always Cftoctlva Combi nation la Her* Again, Only Just a Little OifferanL Every-once In a-while—every season at least—the fashion authorities come ont with what appears to be the astounding news that black and white Is very much the vogue. The fact la. the magpie combination is perennially smart, only there are magpies and

The present black-aqd-white combination Is Jnat a little dlffegent from anything that you have ever worn before. It Is most striking when It takes the form of a black taffeta slip with a sheer lace and organdie overdress. The black silk Is not very extensive. The skirt U scant and as abort as you feel Is consistent with the present fashion and the waist rarely extends many Inches above the belt, as s fleshcolored georgette Is quite apt to take Its place for the foundation of the shoulder and sleeve portions. The white organdie and 'ace takes the form of a peplnm or plastron on the skirt, and comes up sometimes In Vs on the bodice. But there Is a wide diversity and the skill of the designer to taxed In thinking of new and Interesting ways of combining this white over black. These black-and-white frocks lend themselves particularly well to garden party or other outdoor occasions, and yon are wise If you plan to Include one on your week-end vliit to the country, because they will stand up better after packing than the frock that Is all organdie and all sheer. And Just at present they have considerably more distinction than any other sort of afternoon frock. For more practical wear there to nothing so fetching at present as the black satin or taffeta frock that has cuffs and deep shawl collar or dllet of tucked organdie or embroidered mull or some sort of sheer cotton fabric with filet Insets For the woman who wants to do a clever Hole piece of dressmaking at home and who wants a practical but smart about-towu dres*. a very good way to begin would be to get a fairly elaborate lingerie gltlet and work up to it with thin black taffeta.

DANCE HAT AN INSPIRATION Angora and Organdie, With Just the Right. Touch of Color, Made Genuine Triumph. She was going to a dance, and she wanted a bat. Time was when a girl had a frock and was duly grateful, but now she must have a hat ns well. That was how the trouble began. She bad her organdie hat. but that was beginning to show signs of wear. It wasn't dirty, but the crown hod lost some of Its perkiness. What could she do? At last a happy thought struck her. Aunt Dl. who always has the fashions at her finger tips, bad at her tost visit talked of nothing but contrasting materials on hats, gowns, everything! Here was the chance. Then" was the ball of angora she had left from her sweater collar, a lovely soft gray. She would knit It Into a big turn crown and put It on the blue organdie brim. No sooner said than done. . Before long the hat that had seemed done for. flaunted a soft tarn of angora. Nestled In the folds of it. at one side, a hutv pink rose added ‘he hit of color needed. Out of apparently nothing had sprang a dance list, a novelty that was one of the attractions of the evening.

IN PEARL GRAY HORSEHAIR

'Turban* of QauxcSome of the new gauze turbans are .norroous; so wide that they completely hide the hair, even nt the side*. Some level” ones of this order are being made of silver gnuve embroidered Ir- black and veiled ir. flesh pink tulle. A startling turban seen the other day was made entirely of leaf-green tulle. The fragile material was wound round and round the head In n mysierlou* fashion. This was worn by a well-

known actress.

Coming Fashions. Short sleeves ore unquestionably the vogue among smart women, for these are much In evidence where fashion congregates. But consarvatlve women seem to be stilt clinging to the wriat Ir *th sleeve lu both dresses

and blouses.

Horsehair makes the most perfect fabric for small hats, for it may be te-lsted and draped intr the most modish shapes. This fetching turban of pearl pray horsehair needs as its only ornament the delicate lined gowra feathers so Jauntily affixed at the back. Bilk Underwear. Comfort, economy, practicality— these features explain the popularity of slU underwear; und added to this service for the coming season comes the appeal «f color, for new model*. Kin git- gunueots and seta, are delightfully pW-tislug In color. There ore lovely odor combinationr as well as unusual plain col era to Its

bad.

Poke Bonnet* for Girls. poke t-hitped hnl» i-.milnoe In high favor for little girts. They are i-*{w 'cially becoming to the childish face, and moreover itw-y prearr.t an Interesting surfiice for trimming uf flowers and ribbons.

la th* petty c*r*a end trt*l* Th*t perplex u* day by day: 'Mid the toll* and ■elf-danlat* We encounter In o»r way:

And our courqte a Two thing* etlll we'll dad -avaUIng— Keeping aweet and holding on.

A well stocked fruit closet 'a a source of great satisfaction to every housekeeper and recipes for such are always welcomed. To Can Green Corn Without Cooking.-To every nine cupfuls of corn eu' from the cob add one cupful of sugar end half a cupful of salt and one cupful of cold water. Mix well and be sure the sugar and salt are well dissolved, then seal In sterilised cans as nsual. Corn Salad.—Cut the corn from 12 iargi cars; chop one head of cabbage, sprinkle with salt and let stand three hours; drain off the water and add the corn to the cabbage; add a cupful of sugar, two tabiesponofuls of salt, onehalf cupful of ground mustard, four small red peppers, chopped fine, two quarts of vinegar. Cook until the vegetables are tender. Seal while hot. Cucumber Chowder.—Take 12 ripe cucumbers, peeled and grated, and •hree onions, also grated. Squeeze the pulp dry; add chopped red pepper and salt to taste: thin with good, snappy vinegar and bottle cold. It should be of the consistency of prepared horseradish. Cucumber Pickle*.—Mix together one cupful of mustard and half a cupful of salt; stir Into a gallon of good vinegar. When the cucumbers are gathered and washed they are dropped Into this vinegar. When you have two quarts sea! and put away In Mason Jars. Beet Relish.—Take one qnart of chopped cabbage, one quart of chopped boiled beets, two cupfuls of sugar, one tablespoonful of salt, one teaspoonful of popper, half a teaspoonful of cay•nne, one cupful of grated horseradish and vlnegsr to make a mixture of the consistency of prepared horseradish. Rhubard Conserve.—Take three and i half rounds of rhubarb, three lemons. the rind of one. Boil the rhubarb one-half hour with two pounds of sugar; add lemon Juice and one half pound of shredded, blanched almonds. Cook again one-half hour.

The woman who ha* not loved, played with and apanked a child, lias mlaacd one ol the cardinal Joy*. A VARIETY OF TIMBALES. For sn entree or for a luncheon dl*h this dainty mixture Is always considered a tidbit. Chicken Timbales.— Melt two tsblespoonfnla of butter, add one-fourth of a cup of stale breadcrumbs. two-thirds of a cup of milk and cook live mlnutei. stirring constantly. Add oat- cupful of chopp. d cooked chicken. half a tableapoonful of chopped pursley and two eggs slightly beaten. Season with salt sad peiqier. Turn Into buttered molds, having the molds two-thirds full: set into a pan of hot water, cover with battered paper end l-ske twenty minutes. Serve wifi* Bechamel sauce. Bechamel Sauce.—Cook one and one-half cupfuls of white stock rrlth one slice each of onion and carrot, a hit of bay leaf, sprig of parsley, six peppercorns, and after cooking twenty minutes strain; there should be on* cupft'l. Melt one-fourth cupful of butter, add the same amount of flour a*td gradually one cupful of scalded milk. Sou son with salt and pepper. Sweetbread and Mushroom Timbales.—Gook two iab!espooofi:!s of butter with one sliced onion five minutes. Add one and one-half cupfuls of musbruom raps finely chopped, and one small parboiled sweetbread, finely chupp«-d. then add one cupful of medium thick white eauce, one-fourth cupful of stale bn-adcnimba, one red pepper chopped, oue-half teaapooDfol of salt and the yolks of two eggs will beaten. Then fold l.i the stiffly hen ten whites. Fill buttered timbale moldo. set In a pan of hot water, cover with buttered paper and bake fifteen minute*. Remove to the serving dish and pour around Mushroom Sauce.—I'eel live large mushroom caps, cut In halve* croaa•vlse, then In slice*. Cook In three tnblespoonful* of butter flra minute*; dredge with two tablespoonfula of flour, add one-third of a cup of cream und ode cupful of chicken stock; cook two minutes. Season with salt and paprika and add one chopped truffle. Ham timbales are made (he aamo as the chicken, substituting chopped cooked bam. Halibut Timbal**.—Cook a pound of halibut In boiling water, salted, drain mid rub through n sieve Season with «sll. cayenne and lemon Juice, add nne-tb'rd »f s cup of thick cream iieaUu stiff, then the whites of throe beaten eggs. Turn Into buttered molds, set In a pan of water, cover with biilter<il paper ond bake twenty minutes. Gurnlsli with parsley and serve with Bechnuiei sauce. 'ILa-Uc ")VlA£wtjflP