The Syracuse Journal, Volume 25, Number 17, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 18 August 1932 — Page 3

Mik A ii r> I >1 /< i «L_—ML MSI J ll—□he Vale Os Aragon By Fred M c Latighlixv (Author of' cJk« blade of Picardy W NUby Bebbe-Merrill Ce. SEW/CE.

CHAPTER XIII . ■■ •'L-‘*“ ' : ' ' ' I A Night of Madness Ib the ancient calabozo.of Valencia ? I stood upon the edge of a rough hewn bunk and. holding tn the iron bars of the window, watched a ted sun go down behind the hills of ‘ Alone and facing my last night of life, I livied. In fancy, through the • swift passage of events that had filled the few short weeks since that night ! of moonlight madness in New Orleans, j In actions, in emotions, in love and j hate and par, I had lived a long life In that brief space, I had met brave and honorable men whose friendship had proved a blessing to jrne; I had made enejnies who had filled my soul I with a passion for killing; I had seen I patriotism in Its highest form, had '■ watched a ma n win an empire; ayeg had assisted, even, in the winning of i It, and if had spent my life In. the | service of a lovely lady. And I was I carrying, away with me to another — 1 and surely more beautiful—world the ■ blessing pf her love. ( Dulce 'herself had called my love a madness. Well . . . If madness might glorify one’s life with such emotional bl ss. then madness was Inde-sl a blessitg. and sanity a futile thing. It had boon born. I remembered.'all at J . once—thpt love for the Senorlfa She had come, like an angel, the mellow moonlight. and love had overwhelmed me In an Instant. My worship had brought the here, here to a gloomy hou—• of horrors which ij would leave at dawn to face the rising sun and ft file of arttie 1 «>!• tilers. let I was glad of my service to the Senorita. Her brother was safe, and'frtje of the ni.>nii<-e of Colonel Pinl. site was doubtless safe. Pint I had vanquished, yet Pinl’s dead hand reached out to crush me. How strangely doth fate direct-our destin' , for. between two suns, the Senor ';i Larimmna should lose three suitors hr her hand. ■ —. ’ I laughed aloud at the sheer abs I ity of jthe thing, and turning back t® Hie iron door, found the guard steading there. tapping ppon it. .. Ju laugh lit such a time. Senor?” “Why not?" "I d® not know—yet a man sold in laughs'at death." •is hot a laugh easier to fashion*" He ’considered It. “Who knows?” lie brightened up. “I have news. New's <rf Interest and profit to the Senor Americano. I would tell you. Seoor, of a thing that shall give y<>u freedom. He has returned. Senor.” 1 ■ ■’He;” I qUeation.i!.; -not I’ini, i'.ib’.o, he cehld never—*” •'Mother of G d Pablo. ■«> jaq ,|, crossing himself ri-.'.un. “I I..he ’may never return!’ “Thien—r . * 1 “The young Spanish lieutenant, he whom you aided to eacape.** “No. Pablo." I cried, "no; he could not have done a thing bo foolish “A glorious thing, Senor." ”.\|e, Pablo.” I said humbly, “a glorious thing Indeed." So the brave Polito, to save me. had jnude the great sacrifice. Ah, a mlsetfiible time for Dulce, for she loved that handsome brother. “What does he May, Pablo?” "After the darkness had settled." the-guard explained, “this young lieu--1’ tenant appeared at the Iron gate and demanded admittance. He told us that the Americano. Major Garde, had lakeh his personal bond until ten o'clock, so that, tinder cover of the night, he might make his way safely to the calaboxo. for the streets of Valencia are filled with Venezuelans celebrating our great victory at Carabobo. “So, if the Senor has not aided In the escape of the Lieutenant Lamactinai, but has merely put him on parole for a few hours, he will surely not be shot tomorrow morning. If the prisoner has returned, how may they shoot you?" "How indeed, Pablo?" “You do not seem glad, Senor." -“"(Na, Pablo, for the boy lias thrown hls< life away." *tA brave man. 1 ? said Pablo, who seemed less sympathetic than happy. ( "I have locked him up and I am going now to report the occurrence to Captain lA>pex, commandant of the prison. He will see to your release—is it not so. Senor?" "I suspect that he wilU nt ? little Pablo. Can you not bring the 4leutepant here and put him in this cell with me?" t “Assuredly; a little moment. Senor." I waited, horror in my heart, for his return. I knew that this would give me back the Senorita, yet» if she lost her broth er ... Ah, the glory, and the pity, of the thing! They stood in the narrow hallway, vague figures in the ineffectual light. Pablo unlocked the door, “thrust into my cell a ' uniformed figure and slammed the door shut again. "I will return, Senor." he said. I waited until the sound of his departing footsteps died away in the gloom, then I todk the counterfeit lieutenant iu my arms. “Always, Senorita, you find me in a prison." “Loren, ah, Loren, I love thee . . . I cannot live without thee!" I removed the futile bandage from her right arm and she put it. with the other, around my neck; so, bolding teach other close, we lived the swift tweet minutes, oblivious to storms, or wars, or prisons. “You thought to trick me. eh?" She idughed lightly. -That clever subterfuge could never

have been repeated, for there is a glory in the air where you abide. I 1 can feel it, my love for you—” '“Your love was elver a madness, Loren; it Is such a thing that makes a saint." ' Yet no greater .joy(could ever come ' to me.” - . .. > ■ ) She sighed. “It I* so dark, dear heart;” she whispered); “I want to see • your hair, I want to the love-light ■ in your eyes—the light qf worship that ; makes a woman happy—and I want to ! smile again.’* I ‘ And I. dear heart, woufd lo<>k again ui 'ti the beauty of your ey.-s, would see into the purple depths of your eyes, would vyatch-j-and -envy—tlhy shining Airis that caress—"• ’ “Ah/Tpy moon-wtull'b;'. how sweet a 1 sat.<!.b ti<-:i :s your love!" She lauglied happtljy. ‘Love has never come to you ; before?" “No. m.v own, and when it came it filled the world with glory." "She was sih nt a moment, and I knew *!;•• visual:/, d fl at night of madness before the Cabildo. “You seemed a wild thing in the silver moonlight,' Loren." I ‘•And you were a v;ueen" "Y.cir eyes w«re'full Os dreams—you seemed only half real.".. * : "And your eyes turned the silver light to purple." -j “You—you.loved me then. Ixmen?" "Aye. that Instatiit. I think suvme gentle Providence put me there—to wa t for you to come." •You brought something. Loren, out of a chivalrous world, to lay before me; the gift of courage, my fine Amer- ■ . • a thing so rare fn this world." A poor thing, my own." •AVe notice courage. Loren.: we—we r -.-. hip it. and the man vvho possesses It re<]Uires little else." I laughtsl ruefully. “I have little else —if, indeed, that, and that which you consider courage may be only : - " ■ ' "Yet Von met Adolfo." ; “An indifferent swordsmen.” “And you ’came.! to our aid on the Santa Lucrecia." ■ |- "A little tiling.") ' ; "And you saved me from the storm and brought me to my brother." •■Humph." .1 & • And yoo braved the perils of Caracas to see me." , "Where a Indy offered herself in sacrifice to save a man. who. though professing love, could not penetrate • simple ma«<iuerade." •I' s forgiven ") she said softly, “all of that Is forgiven." "Vet 1 should have known you” "At Maracay you sAyed me from Ctdonel Pin!, who’held a pistol that was pointed at yi>u heart." ' "i’lni was ever a coward." “With three h|undre<l natives you held In check a ihnnaand trained mldo sos Spain. Was that not courage?” My bravos Had been trained M fight." ; •) ' To save rue a“i!n you off.-red challenge to Colonel i’inl, knowing that your hrm—“ ••[’ini was never a swordsman ” Now she was sobbing softly In my arms. “And y<>u took Polito to a j.!.. "f safety. pp-‘-rri.ng to offer yourself--" • "Dh, my sweet; don’t cry; we should be happy! for )we have this hour, and—"'' j. “Ah. dear G—d. Loren, is It any wonder that I Icjve you?’ •‘lt Is a wonder to me—and'a cause fop gratitude. Tell me how you played this- trick upon the -guards." This brought (another quick transL tion. for she Liughed gaily and. dropp ng her voide’ into a burring huski ness that was almost masculine, said, "1 am Lieut. Polito Latnartlna. of his majesty's service, a prisoner in charge of Major Garde, who placed me on parole until ten o’clock tonight, when 1 am to report myself to the calabazo. J am here." • Now that you are.” said I. laughing at her masqueriade, “what?" “If is all too simple. Loren; the guard has gone, to seek Captain Lopez, who. because of the return of the prisoner who was in your charge, will release you." "Os course, Dulce—rand then?" “After that.(dear,heart, there Is no more, for the morning sun should find you near the <x>ast —and safety." "An<! you?” I questioned, deep humility in my soul that this beautiful tady should offer so great a sacrifice. “I shall be happy, Loren, because you are safe.*? “Yet tomorrow’s sun would find you here." “Assuredly. A email matter indeed." I knew the matter was not so small, and I was sure, too,” that she knew IL “Will you disappear, then, with the coming of -May—like a wraith of the night—or will they find you here?" “I shall be here, Loren. Tomorrow morning when they come to shoot the tall handsome Americano they will discover only a woman weeping because her lover is far away.” Now I kissed her again, and held the trembling form close to me, and I offered up a prayer of gratitude for such a love as the Senorita had bestowed upon me. “There is not another, my own, in all the world Uke you; none so beautiful, none so gracious. none with a love so willing to sacrifice. This hour with you is worth — "What do you mean, Loren?” she cried, clinging to me desperately. "Is it that you will not— T’ “I cannot’

“Yet you offered your life foi Polito.” « ) •tis course.” i “If Polito had known. Loren, hd would never have gone; if he knew now be would come back." "Assuredly, my own. for Polito iJ your brother—and a brother of thJ Senorita Lamartlna could not beauchl but a brave and gallant gentleman." I “Ah, Ix>ren. I am so happy ... Ml moon wraith! ] had hoped that thll n.vhtmure of murder might miss uw I had hoped that I might go with yos to the peace of your beautiful land and there we might find our heart! desire, there live out our 3 lives t<J gether. there fulfill this love that God has given us." At this 1 was silent, for nothing j could say would help. And as wd Waited in close embrace the clatter ol ' shod feet and the voice of the garruj I lons Pablpcito came out of the gloom “I have put them in the one Cell, capl Ulin; It was the wish of Major G.ude.j “Courage, my sweet.” I whispered! as she fell to trembling; “we musl face unafraid that which may eomd to us." T> •ss L n”' She s-Aoll straight and slim, as the. two men stopped beside my cell. A key rasped tn the lock, the heavy door swung open and Captain Lopez entered. I “I would get the straight of this! Major Garde." I simple task my captain.” I "If this Lieutenant Lamartinn waJ placed on parole by yourself, ami hd has returned voluntarily, you have no! aided in his escape, for there has been no escape; therefore, the charge—" | “The charge against me. my captalm should remain unchanged, for this is pot i.ieutenant Lamartlna.’’ : Pabtoclto cried out in surprise. "Hui he told me. Senor. that be was. and Ix»pez swore softly. “What tried Is Niis, Senor; if the prisoner Is no| the Lieutenant Polito, who is he?" “Lieutenant l.amartina is safe id Puerto Cabello ere this; his sister, thd Senorita Dulce, stands before you." I “Ah, Loren. Ixren, 1 would havd saved thee!" “But not thyself.” | Lopez took off his cap. “What mol tlve. Senorita. would you have thud to mas<]uerade as your brother?’’ I "Ah. my captain.” I laughed, “tnaj one question the motive of a ladl whose heart Is full of dreams, onl who has looked, perchance, upon thd moon ?" =:.• I The captain bowed to the Senorltal “My task is not so simple, neither arl my duties to tny liking; yet my on ders—” I “Are to be obeyed," I said. “May 1 request, ny captain, that you offer esl cort to the Senorita so she may return I sis hl -v.-s " :K “' I “Then Kiss Ms—and Hold Me tol Your Heart Again, and i Will Go." I In safety to the nohie of Senora Ybarra? This will be my only rJ quest." I •’Assuredly.” I “No. Loren, no! I would not leava thee —” 1 “Ah. Dulce mia !"• '. ’ 1 “Yes, Ixiren, 1 am trying. Can you not see me smile? I am smiling—J smiling bravely—as you would hav’J me do. I want you to know that I am brave; you will remember me so-l will you not, Loren—that I ata b-brave?” . I “Aye. my own." I “Then kiss me—and hold me to yoJ heart again—and 1 will go, Adiol my—my moon-wraith. I—[ have neva beUevel that you are real . . . JuJ something fine and noble that was il my dreams," I (To Be Concluded.) I MAI La WBnxsrS FOUR CORNERS. Mr. and Mrs. Elmer Strieby «l Syracuse and Mrs. James Myers wed South Bend shoppers, Monday. I Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Disher aJ sori of Syracuse, Charles Kratye <1 Fort Wayne and friend of Mrs. DisM er’s from Toledo, 0., were Thursdal evening visitors at the Crist Dam home. I The many friends of Mrs. Sweeney will be glad to learn that shl has returned home from the Soutl Bend hospital and is making the dfl sired improvement. I Mr. and Mrs. Earl Darr and da J ghter and Mack McDonald of d| troit, Mich, called at the Geyer an Darr homes, Sunday evening. Mrs. Oscar Graff and two childra visited friehds in Bluffton, Thursdal Mr. and Mrs. James Myers attendJ the Wolf reunion at Auburn, Sundal Betty Maxine Cahander is spend ing this week at Camp Mack. | Dean Deithrick of near Goshel spent a few days at the home a Mr. and Mrs. Geyer, I Mary Berkey called at the Jamd Myers home Thursday. I

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attended the Cable'reunion at Blosj ser Park, Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. Eston Kline called on Chester Brown and family last Tuesday evening. Mrrtha and Philip Brower spent Saturday afternoon at the Vivian

Delinquent Tax Sale Monday, September sth, 1932 SYRACUSE PAVING I A list of lots returned delinquent far the year 1932 and previous years | m the town of Syracuse: Rebecca Gallagher (Jesse Coy) Lots 7 and 8 Syracuse W>t Pvwer Co. addition f sp.'j Addie C. Taylor (Ella Traster, deceased) pt. out jot No. 4, Me and L, PS.s feet 'frdntAgb b;.’ 187‘A May H. Bench, E. half lot -1 Kindig Add. 72 <8 John Dillion. N. half lot 14 Q.,P. - --- -- - . George 1.. Xanders, S. 60 ft.'.Lot pS’ and w’.SeeondTZ. ------ , 7 ’.'. 7 1, John H;- ley. ire.surer for the town of Syracuse, do he l- ce ti / th it the foregoing is a 'Hue lis. of the lots returned dpi ih. tie n't Xor the non-payment of pax -. cessments for the year 1 &32 and previous years. . ' JOHN HARLEY., ■ -■ • s’.' .'-.’c for the Town-> ’ >r; . use. Notice.is hereby given that so much of said i-’ts as rriuy be nc.t<-->v to ' discharge the etas.-interest and cost, which may be due thereon at the time of sale, will be svlti; public sale, subw-'t to Hie unpaid portion.of such assessment n'cjl then delinquent, :’t the dcor of the Town Hal', T' »vn qf Syr. cuse, on the fii>t Monday in the s;.me bein.. tiie oih d; \ ■ Seo’einber. H‘32. I I’ JOHN HARLEY. Aug 18-25. L Irens, for the! Town of Syracuse, Ind.

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THURSDAY. AUGUST 18, 1<»32

- Disher home. i Mr. and Mrsjl Charles Stijieby and v Jay Rensberger and family attended . the Cable reunion Sunday. s Mr. and Mis, Emory Guy,: Mrs ■ T ’ \ !) Guy, Mrs. Floyd Brower arid chilu.v.i i <(were. Goshen shoppers last week.