The Lexington Leader (Lexington, Okla.), Vol. 26, No. 40, Ed. 1 Friday, June 15, 1917 Page: 3 of 8
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The Lair of the Wolf.
Those who could recall the night
he rode Into Discovery and shoved
his horse In the shed back of the
Alvarndo Hotel, declared that James
Horton was one of the bravest men
that ever hit the trail between A1
buquerque and El Paso. His entry
had been unheralded and unexpected
where he came from nobody knew,
He had a frame, powerful In Its con-
struction, to defy argument, while his
cold, steel eyes, seemed to define the
Ingredients of the whisky he had
called for, in addition to reading the
soul of the man who served it.
The Alvarado, In those days, was
ran by Jack McGulrk, a rustler, who
had slipped Into the ^vest from the
east nnd never talked about his past.
The ranch boys used to relate stories
about a wife and children Jack had
left somewhere In Vermont, and, ac-
cording to their story, there seemed
«o be another man mixed up In It
somewhere. But, Jack never told, and
the boys never asked, go, the more
conservative inhabitants of the little
border town were inclined to accept
the whole thing as gossip.
One thing was certain, Jack Mc-
Gulrk was about the most generous
institution that had ever struck the
alfalfa country. If a fellow came
Into his pluce to start something Jack
ferved him from the rear of the bar
and then walked around in front while
&e drank it, keeping his eye firmly
riveted on his holster during the trip.
When the round-up was over and the
ranch beys came to town, loaded to
the saddle with silver, and a deter-
mination to ring It on Jack's bar, it
was nothing unusual for the proprietor
f the Alvarado to hold them up at
the point of a six-shooter, when they
•eached the sentimental stage, take
the remnants of their salaries and
•lip them into his safe, where they
(vere kept intact until the next day,
when he woulu return the money to
them. The result was that to many
tt was just like receiving money from
iome, and many of them could thank
Jack for their new boots and raw-
hides, which they had bought with
their own money and Jack's good
ludgment. This was one of the rea-
sons why Jack never suffered from
McGulrk took a fancy to norton the
moment the big, stalwart fellow
crossed the threshold and slouched up
to the bar. Before the dusty stranger
Sad gulped down his overgrown por-
tion of whisky McGulrk had learned
enough about him to satisfy a con-
liderable part of his curiosity. In
those days, a man who could hit the
trail between Las Vegas and Discov-
ery and live to relate his experience
considered himself more than fortu-
aate, for prowling bands of Apaches
lurked beyond the old Santa Fe ter-
She Extended Her Hand.
ttilnal to steal and kill. Horton had
reached the border, but a fresh grave
near Glorieta, wherein his wife rested,
and which he had dug with his own
hands, after the Apaches had fled,
reminded him of the cost And, a
prairie schooner, which was follow-
Ing him into Discovery, carried a tot
of three, who had been snatched from
the sneaking, blood-thirsty tribe, when
Horton sent some of them to the dust
with his rifle. She reminded him that
the two of them were ail that was
left of a family, dearer to him than
the belt which encircled his waist,
filled with eastern gold.
As McGulrk gazed Into the bnrned
and sorrow-pained countenance of the
hlg fellow before him, and listened to
his story, his sympathy went out to
him. A weak man weeps at a time
like this, but the strong man hardens
with palu. As, Horton pushed back
his great sombrero, which rested on
hnshy locks, as black as a Mexican's
heart, a defiant look swept across
his face; his eyes hecara* as Qery as
heated steel and his great Jaws
clicked together like a vise, empha-
sizing the determination In his heart
"They'll pay for this, pardner; by
God they'll pay 1" And his bronzed
hand went to his belt which held an
"We'll help yer c'llect thet bill,"
added McGuirk as he brought his
clumsy fist down on the bar.
They did pay. When the govern-
ment sent McCullongh and his men to
destroy the murderous nnd thieving
bands, which for years had been loot-
ing and killing In the vicinity of Las
Vegas, Albuquerque and Discovery,
Jnmes Horton was one of the first to
Join the fighters. When he met an
Apache he fought like a madman.
In due course of time the govern-
ment rewarded him by giving him a
commission as captain, and later he
was promoted to colonel. He led
his men with the same fearlessness
which characterized his father when
he headed the Indian troops at Pigeon
Gap, and It wasn't long before he
had driven the Apaches back from
the New Mexican trails. The day he
retired he walked Into McGulrk's, and,
throwing his sword on the bar, re-
marked to the proprietor: "There
Jack. I'm through with It now, for
they've paid me In full. Hang It above
your bar as a reminder to the Apache
that he must behave.'
He told the truth. Although there
were thousands of settlers who had
never been able to exact their debts
from the blood-thirsty tribes, the
Colonel had collected, and, as he took
off his mud and dust-covered uniform
and laid It carefully away In the big
chest in the attic he felt convinced
that the bones of the Apaches, which
were scattered across the big area
from Las Vegas to Discovery, were
physical notes that had long been
overdue; that the brutal death of one
of the fairest-flowers of the Southland
had been avenged.
The land he owned, which consisted
of several thousand acres; the great
herds of cattle that roamed over his
vast estate had been taken from the
Apaches, while the big mansion which
was known as one of the finest across
the border, had been constructed, un-
der his supervision, by their hands.
Tho Colonel had never been cruel nt
heart; In fact he was generous to
the point of extravagance and his
charities were many and widely dis-
tributed. Discovery had benefited
greatly by his generosity and he had
helped those whom he had never seen.
But, when his old friends, Pancho
Leon and Major Richard Winston, ap-
pealed to him on one occasion, to as-
sist a tribe of starving Apaches, en-
camped near his hacienda, he burst
into a rage.
"Let them die; the dogs 1" he ex-
claimed, as he arose and pneed back
and forth. "They killed the best part
of me at Glorieta fifteen years ago I"
At the time of writing Colonel Hor-
ton was one of the wealthiest land
owners In Mexico. His most valuable
possession had been his daughter,
whom he had christened Liberty the
day after the Glorieta massacre, and
who was now seventeen.
Liberty felt keenly the absence of
a mother. There had been moments
In her young life when she longed
for a mother's comfort and advice.
Although she had never attended
school, Liberty had been provided
with a special tutor who had given
her an excellent training. Every sum-
mer she had spent several weeks with
the family of Major Winston in Al-
It was while visiting the Winstons
that Liberty received word of the seri-
ous illness of her father. He had not
been feeling well for some time and
she had wished to delay her visit, but
the Colonel, who was conscious of her
fondness for the Major and his family,
urged her not to sacrifice an enjoyable
holiday for an ailment which he was
convinced was only slight on his part
and from which he would soon recover.
But, the Colonel grew worse after
she had gone. The terrible exposures
he ht.d undergone while fighting the
Apaches were now exacting their tolls
with the aid of apoplexy and Liberty
renched home Just In time to learn of
her father's death.
When her mother died, she was too
young to realize what It meant to her,
But It was different now. The blow
.stunned her. It meant that every-
thing she loved In the world; every-
thing she had cherished had been
snatched from her when she needed
The will of* Colonel Horton was a
rather peculiar one. It made Major
Richard Winston and Pancho Leon the
trustees of his vast estate and cre-
ated them guardians of his daughter
and only child. It also commanded
that Liberty must not marry before
reaching the age of twenty-one with-
out the written approval of both trus-
tees. Further, it bequeathed $1,000
to the Colonel's faithful servant Pe-
dro ; a saddle to Manuel, son of Pancho
Leon and his favorite horse to Cap-
tain Robert Rutledge, of tha Texas
It further declared that
■mat five on* year at the Bom* of
Major Winston, in Albuquerque, and
the next year with the Pancho family
at the Horton estate in Discovery.
Desiring to fullfill her father's
wishes. Liberty prepared to leave for
the Winston home at Albuquerque. Old
Pedro who had been her father's faith-
ful slave for several years, and was
as devoted to her as a squaw to her
papoose, aided her In packing. Since
she was a toddling tot his devotion
to her had been admirable. He
had sympathized with her In her
childish sorrows and rejoiced with her
In her happiness. He would sacrifice
every drop of his almost ancient blood
to chase the tears from her eyes.
How old he was nobody knew; he
didn't know himself.
For Pancho Leon and his son Man-
uel, Liberty held no high regard, and
she believed that her father's decision
to make Pancho one of the trustees
of the estate held ominous forebod-
ings for her. They had been warm
friends of Juan Lopez, majordomo of
the rancho, and there was something
in the eye of Lopez that Liberty
feared. She believed he had the
cruelty of his ancestors in his soul,
und she thought she could discern dis-
trust behind his pleasing manners,
which he used merely to hide the
blackness in his heart.
So, it was with no great content-
ment that Liberty left her father's
house and started for Albuquerque to
fullfill the provisions of the will. But
before she went she warned Pedro to
keep his eyes open and at the slightest
sign of trouble to warn her. And
Pedro, faithful until death, sought to
allay her suspicions and promised.
The Winston home In Albuquerque
was one of the oldest In that section
of the city known as the "new town.
liberty's maid. Lope* knew that thl*
Mexican girl was madly in love with
Manuel Leon. But the eon of the
trustee was infatuated with Liberty.
These things flashed through the evil
mind of the peon as he sat one night
In his enmara, and the more he
thought them over the more he was
convinced that he was going to get
the arms and ammunition he and his
men so much desired.
The next morning he sought the
hut of Tienda Barata, one of his lead-
ers and laid bare his plans.
In the meantime Rutledge had
reached the Winston home in Albu-
Liberty ran down the steps nnd
reached the side of his big sorrel
mare Just as Rutledge leaped to the
"I'm awfully glad to see you, Cap-
tain," she cried, as she extended her
"Two can play that game," replied
Rutledge, as he slipped off his gloves
and grasped her hand. "I saw a lot
of beautiful flowers along the road on
my way down, but they look like
weeds, now that I've seen you," he
"Oh, Captain," replied Liberty, as
she shook her finger under his nose. "I
never knew how sentimental a rang-
er could be until I met you." And,
with this, she turned and ran up the
steps, with Rutledge not fnr behind.
"How Is everything down in Dis-
covery?" she asked as the Captain
was busy beating the dust off his boots
with his sombrero.
"Oh, you'll be able to recognizi It
all right," replied Rutledge as he
looked up with a smile. "Pancho man-
aged to get up enough ambition to
build a new stable since you left.
It stood near the Plaza and had been But, otherwise the town hasn't changed
built in the early forties by Colonel | a great deal.'"
Robert Winston, who Journeyed west
from New Hampshire in prospect of
gold. He didn't find the mellow ore
but Instead became one of the biggest
cattle owners in New Mexico, and,
when he died he passed on to his
son, his only heir, a large fortune.
"Dear old Pancho," she added,
thoughtfully. "I never could under-
stand what father saw in him. But,
he must have some goodness tucked
away in him somewhere, else father
wouldn't have made him a trustee.
How's Manuel and Lopez and Pedro!
Here Major Winston, who was a ! Isn't Pedro the dear old soul?'
veteran of the Civil war, lived hap- | "He's the best Mexican that ever
The Colonel Had Not Been Feeling Well for Some Time.
pily with his wife and daughter
Abeyta. Abeyta was a very attrac-
tive girl, about Liberty's age, and was
christened this Indian name after an
old Navajo squaw, who had been in
the Winston household for years.
Now at this time there was a great
deal of unrest among the Mexicans
along the border, and It was said that
there was a plot being formed by
some of the peons to revolt against the
government which had at its head one
Rodiguez Cubrero. This news was
brought to Captain Robert Rutledge
of the Texas Rangers, who was in-
structed by Washington to keep a close
watch on the border, as there was a
rumor that secret meetings were be-
ing held across the International
bridge, on the American side, and,
any outbreak might seriously affect
the diplomatic relationship between
the United Stntes and Mexico.
Rutledge was as brave a ranger as
ever faced a greaser and he feared
nothing but God. For the past five
years he had spent most of his time
chasing Mexicans across the border.
He was a handsome fellow nnd stood
close to six feet with his boots on.
The leader of the revolutionists was
none other than Juan Lopez, and his
followers were holding their meetings
in his camara at the rear of the Hor-
ton estate. Those who knew the his-
tory of Lopez claimed that he was
at one time a member of the treach-
erous Zapatas and that his only ob-
ject in starting a revolution was that
It might give him an opportunity to
place himself In public favor. But,
up to the present he had been handi-
capped because of his lack of funds.
It takes arms and ammunition, in ad-
dition to men, to start a revolution.
Finally, Lopez hit upon a scheme
which promised to aid him and his
followers. It was near the expiration
of Liberty's stay in Albuquerque.
Lopez had religiously counted the days
up nntll the time she was expected
to return, and his wicked heart was
busy In the meantime. He was plot-
ting. It was known to him that Cap-
tain Rutledge was very fond of Lib-
erty, and, in all probability he would
go to Albuquerque to bring her back.
Possibly Major Winston would accom-
pany them. A fiesta was being
planned by Pancho Leon in honor of
her return, which was to be followed
Liberty by a grand ball. There** was to b*
crossed the border," replied Rutledge.
"Manuel is as lazy as ever and Lopez
Just as dominating."
"I don't like the looks of Lopez,"
"There's something beneath that fel-
low's black skin that gets on my
nerves," said the Captain. "It's going
to work its way to the top some day,
and when It does, I want to be in
At that moment Major Winston
stepped out on the veranda.
"Hello, Rutledge I" he exclaimed as
he Joined them. "Seems to me you're
a good .vays from the border." And
he gave the Captain one of those vice-
like grips for which he was noted.
He was a tall, middle-aged man, of
soldierly bearing, and his iron-gray
locks and long, slender mustaches
gave him the appearance of a south-
"I thought maybe Miss Liberty was
In need of an escort," said Rutledge
as he glanced at her.
"Well, you guessed right," replied
the Major. Then, as he winked slyly
af Liberty. "But when it comes to
such things I'm right at home. She
made me promise her when she came
here that I would chaperon her back.
So, you see I've got to keep my prom-
ise; especially In a case where the
ward is so charming."
"Looks to pie as thongh I'm on tho
wrong trail," said Rutledge with a
smile. Then, as he pulled on his
gloves; "so, If you'll lend my horse a
little feed I'll hit it back."
"You'll do nothing of the sort," in-
terjected Liberty commandingly.
"No, now that you're here you might
as well chaperon the little* lady and
myself," laughed the Major with a
humorous little twinkle in his eye.
When Liberty had gone inside to
prepare for the Journey the Major
slapped his big brown hands on the
shoulders of his friend. "Now then,
you must be hungry. If you'll get on
the trail to the kitchen you'll find old
Peyeta back there with some of the
finest tamales that ever entered that
grand canyon of yours."
A little later the caballos were
brought around to the front and Lib-
erty dressed in riding breeches, gath-
ered trimly around an attractively
slender waist a rather tight-fitting
khaki coat and a brown soft hat of
th* atyl* worn th* American sol-
dier, monntp4 "Tore," a fine three-
year-old given to her by her father.
She was followed by the Major, who
was a picturesque figure on a horse,
and Rutledge, who sprang Into his
saddle, with pleasant memories of
Peyeta's cooking, and a heart full of
Liberty. And, after the Mexican serv-
ants had extended their farewells, the
trio started down the roadway leading
Into the old Mexican trail, which
would take them direct to Narcltos
a'id thence across the Rio Grande Into
A great reception awaited Liberty at
Discovery. Old Pancho had kept the
Mexicans, employed on the estate,
busy,for several days cleaning the
When the house was all ready for the
reception of its mistress Pancho gath-
ered the ranch hands together and
planned a fiesta for the day of her ar-
Finally the day arrived. Pancho
lind declared It a holiday for every-
one. The Mexicans spent most of the
morning washing their faces, dress-
ing their hair and putting on their
very best vestidos. Pancho ordered
Manuel to bring out the old coche,
which had not been used since the
Colonel died, so that Liberty might be
given a royal drive around the estate.
Even old Pedro, who had never been
caught mingling with water during all
the years he had served the Horton
household, was found by Pancho
scrubbing himself In the waters of the
Rio Grande, which ran through the
rear of the estate.
When all was ready, the strange
procession, headed by Pancho, Manuel
and Lopez riding on fiery Mexican
steeds, and followed by Pedro on the
seat of the coche, cow-punchers, riders
and the servants, seated in some of the
old farm wagons, left the grounds
and journeyed down the road.
Liberty saw them, as soon as she
and her companions turned the bend
In the roaj, about a half mite from the
house. The cowboys saw her at the
same time nnd started yelling, as they
spurred up their horse nnd started off
to meet her. Pancho nnd Lopez, who
were known as two of the best riders
in Discovery, were not to be outdone
nnd In an instant they brushed past
the others and brought their horses
to a .stop beside "Tore" and his valu-
"Ah, Pancho!" cried Liberty as she
drew In her reins. "And there's
Lopez!" she added as each raised his
sombrero and put out his coffee-col-
ored hand to greet her.
"Salutaelon senorita! SalutacionI
gusto, mucho gusto!" shouted Pancho.
"Com lo pasa, Senorita Liberte,"
said Lopez as he grinned, showing his
pearly white teeth.
"And, Pedro, donde esta?" Inquired
"He come, Senorita," said Pancho, as
lie turned and looked down the road.
"There he Is. See on the coche." And
I he pointed to the huddled old figure
[ who was far behind the others, bend-
ing over the reins as he tried hard to
urge on his tired team.
"Tho Captain and dear old Major
have come with me all the way," said
Liberty as these two rode up. "You
know them Pancho and Lopez."
Pancho raised his sombrero, while
Lopez merely nodded. The major-
domo had never liked Rutledge, and
their feelings were mutual on this
As the others came up Liberty
greeted them all cordially.
Rutledge then assisted Liberty
Into the coche, which took its place
at the head of the procession, with old
Pedro, the happiest Mexican in the
world, handling the reins. Then the
Captain climbed in and took a seat
beside her, while the Major rode along-
Lopez had noted this, and it aroused
his Jeulousy: "Curse that white face 1
He pay for this," he muttered under
Ills breath. And, with this he spurred
up his horse, galloped ahead of the
party nnd disappeared down the road.
But Manuel had noted it too, and
it stirred anew his old hatred for the
ranger. Therese, who loved Manuel,
despite the fact that he had a black
streak running through his heart, saw
the longing look he had cast at Lib-
erty, and it sent every drop of her
blood surging through her veins. She
had dreaded the coming of this day,
nnd now that it was here she feared
what the future would bring.
That evening as the 'grand ball was
In progress in the big ball-room on
the first floor of the house, Lopez
and several of his vaqueros were hold-
ing a secre|; meeting in his hut at
the rear of' the ranch.
"There is one way we can raise the
money we want" he said to his rough-
looking compnnlons. '
"How?" mumbled Tienda Barata.
"Sh-h," and Lopez crept softly to the
door and opened it to make certain
no one was listening. Then he re-
turned to his seat "To-night when
the Senorita sleeps, you, Tienda, must
go get her."
"But how? She sleep upstairs," said
the Mexican, who was not particularly
pleased that Lopez had selected him
for this particular Job.
"I arrange for that," assured the
black devil, with a grin at his aides.
"You will find someone there with lad-
"But Therese?" continued Tienda.
"She no sleep there to-night" giggled
the chief. "You know she no like
the Senorita. She think Manuel throw
her down because he likes Senortta.
I fix that all right She no be there."
"You mean to steal 8enorltaT" In-
"SI, sl," returned Lopea excitedly.
"We fix like this. Tienda, he go to
room of Senorita to-night, when she
sleep. Pew ha help fM. Too
her down. Bring her here, wfcar* foo
find us. If they make too hot fer n*
we take her Chihuahua mouutalaa,
keep her there till they pay money."
Then, as he grinned in his fiendish
glee, he added, "you know I very fond
Senorita, tno. I show that white rat.
Rutledge, that Lopez can get her too-
He beat me In that horse race to-day.
But, to-night I beat him."
"Maybe the Senorita make big noise
when we take her," said Peso.
"If she does choke her, you hear?"
replied Lopez gruffly.
Then they all left the hut, each
going in different directions.
In order not to arouse suspicion.
Lopez made his way to the house, and
mingled with the others In the ball-
room. As soon as he entered he saw
Liberty sented on a lounge. In tha
alcove, with Captain Rutledge, and a
Saw Liberty Seated on a Lounge.
sneer spread over his wicked face aa
he thought of what was going to hap-
pen a few hours later.
As he passed the couple, Liberty
saw him and spoke. "I say, Lopez,
why aren't you dancing?"
"Ah, Senorltn, I can no dance ilka
you Americanos," he answered with
a gracious bow.
, "Lopez is a better rider than danc-
er," laughed Rutledge, as he recalled
how he had defeated the Mexican that
The eyes of the Mexican gleamed
fire at these words, and Instinctively
bis hand clutched his holster. Rut-
ledge was on his feet in an instant
But Lopez decided this was no time
to start anything, and as he slouched
away he remarked with heated anger:
"Lopez will show you soon how fast
he can ride!" Then he left the room
and went to his hut
"I wonder what he meant?" said
Liberty after he had gone.
"You never know what Is in the
heart of a Mexican," answered Rut-
ledgo as he led his fair partner out
on the floor.
Paucho broke up the party earlier
than was customary that night upon
request of Liberty, who explained that
she was tired from the long Journey
and the excitement which had fol-
lowed. So, about a half hour before
midnight the cowboys and servants
smarted for their lodgings. After Lib-
erty had bid the Major and Captain
Rutledge good-night Bhe went direct
to her room and threw herself on
the bed to Walt for the return of
Therese, who had gone to El Paso
with Mnnuel to attend a Mexican
dunce. Tired as she was, it didn't take
her long to fall asleep, and a few
minutes later she was living over
again, In her dreams, the events of
a day that had turned out to be tha
happiest In her young life.
How long she slept she didn't know,
but she was suddenly awakened by
a noise Just outside her window. She
rubbed her eyes and sat up. What
fhe saw made her blood run cold.
For, as she looked the dark figure
of a man was cautiously climbing
through her window I With the aid
of the m onllght she noted his fea-
tures were that of a Mexican! She
started to cry out but before she
found her voice the grim figure made
a leap at her and clapped his hanfi
over her mouth, at the same time rais-
ing her bodily from the bed in hi*
big brawny arms as though she had
been an infant She fought madly to
free herself. But he held her in a
death-like embrace while she kicked
wildly at him. With one hand she
struggled to tear his from her mouth
but he held It there like a vise. Then
The Mexican then snatched up her
handkerchief, gagged her with it and.
making certain that there was no dan-
ger of her reviving immediately, car-
ried her to the window; climbed
through and descended with his load,
over his shoulder, down n ladder
which had been placed against the
trelliswork. At the bottom stood an-
other black figure. "Para la cabana,"
he said as the other stegped to the
ground with his unconscious load
sagging against him.
At that Instant a third figure, which
had been crouched In a dark shadow
at the side of the house, sprang al
the throat of the man who was hold-
ing Liberty. But • stiff blow from
the other sent him sprawling to th*
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