nd and alkali, another party equipped with tough, desert-bred horses and a knowledge, so intimate as t
ch she had lain awake in the rough hotel of Blue Creek. Had the party possessed the power of seeing through partitions of solid timber, they
rain whose keenly observing eyes had surveyed the little party as they disembarked. His companion, the man with the drooping moustache was likewise invested with a somewhat sinister reputation.
ion. It was evident, as they talked, that their main desire was to trap or deco
ark-mustached man, who seemed to be a little less ruffian
Summers, wrinkling his low forehead, "but I
els on his red sash, and jingling his silver-mounted spurs in
ntion to the other's conversation, "Jim Bell's got a desert mine some p
suggested
ship, I read that in the papers. It's pretty clear to my mind that this air ship i
ight. If he's got a paying mi
l's too old a fox to go inter the desert
with a grin, "build an aeroplane, too. For myself I'm free to
instrel show,"
er see I lier doctor and git some medicine. Ther doc he says, 'I want you to take three drops in water very day.' Ther young chap fai
down to bizness. Those folks leave here to-morrow. They'll go early in the morning. "We can't follow the
ervants or help?" aske
they
re ce
to find out. They are
engaged,
is
xican, a chap nam
aimed Bellew slapping
't be
know
e'll have to do
ke him obey
he was mixed up. If he won't do what we te
onies. Let's go down there now and rouse him out
eeable.
ors. Following a long passage they presently emerged into a star-lit stable-yard. In that part
whispered Buck as they
reaser's asleep this side of it. Right unde
ght. Co
le, they crept across the yard. Presently they came upon a
he thing moved, stirred and finally galvanized into life. It was finally revealed as the figure of
, Juan!" greet
n thees way. Know that to-morrow with the rising of the sun I have to awake
out, Juan," said Bellew. He bent low and pushed his face
ow me!" he
aramba! It is th
body around who would recognize that
u wish with
ly he feared this tall, good-looki
ingos headed by a Senor Bell as
re the rising of the sun must I be
e bit of work for you to perform, too. If y
ot se
want you to ride with these gringos. Listen to all that th
wh
going-what they are going to do when the
they have paid me we
is a good m
do what I
as sharp an
d do much for
pread his han
ould be too bad
it was you who was concerned in the theft of those horses from
nds were raised in mute appeal. His teeth' ch
Santa Maria, no,
" was the cold response.
times yes, senor. Anyt
ph to the two silent spectators of the scene, who nodded smilingly. Th
mation you can. Then, when you have found out all about where they mean to go, and how lon
uavered the m
e met by us. We shal
Bell and th
of them, too," wa
wly in the opposite direction to that in which the other party had gone, till they had gotten out of sight of the little town. Then, taking
n?" asked the black-mustached ma
f profitable busines
ng som
ng out. Boys, Jim B
a laugh in which Bellew chimed in
to acrimonious retort. "I reckon your
know so much,
loser to his companions, rowelling his little active "
tone although there was no one about to hear but his companions, a
led no location of ther
ified by the results of this announcement. Buck Bellew whistled.
-o-
their leader. "Sounds foolish-like, but it's tru
some place else," suggeste
g cold water as usual,
what it is. Do you s'pose that any man 'ud be foolish enou
ain't over and above anxious fer anyone ter go in alongside of
k; "fer my part I guess Red is right. Jim Bell ain't
er fer us. Wonder ef thet f
ers was t
rap," volunteered Bellew
iv' him las' night he'll want to be, al
ck; "if he ain't, it'l
f them, and on all sides-the desert, vast, illimitable
tiny blue cloud, resting on
s mine is, I'll bet a
horse and pointing to
d, his keen eyes narrowing to slits he gazed straight ahea
ish cloud-almost vaporish, arose. It seemed to be a sort of water spout on land. It drifted lazily upwar
y, not one of the three figures topin
of the desolation about them. There was a something impressive about them as they stood there in the midst of
ir damp sides, broke into a lope. As they galloped, Red Bill burst into a s
out on lo
snakes and t
ear on my sa
lone prair-
r ponies' hoofs making an accom
ll shift in t
l rot in the
ier there th
n the lone pra
the desert kept it up. He bellowed it out now in a harsh, shrill vo
on the ju
ners their d
and bind me an
on the lone pra
ng back at the singer from behind a neighboring ridge, upon which the lon
-e-e-
s gruesome echoes. All at once it was taken up from another point. Then another ech
e riders were, it appeared to ma
Carson wuz that?" deman
fun with that ther cheerful little song
ike to find the varmint. I
erves had been unpleasantly sha
"tell you what, let's jes' look aroun' and s
he grinned to himself. Plainl
" he said,
could discover no trace of any agency that could have produced the weird
d Summers. "I don't eve
ious men, a failing apparently not shared by Bellew, who stood regar
ook. You alters wuz a good tracker?"
s the easy response, "ef
ok or any such pack uv
mm
e black-mustached man w
puttered Red Bill "thar ai
recollec' hearing my old grandmother, back East, tell a
taking silence for
retty late afore he got out again. Well, on his way he had to pass a cemetery, a buryin' ground you know, and I tell you he didn't like
m ter think that some night as he wuz
ped Summers looking nervously abo
am, ai
ast en
ost story and ghos
aughed Bell
seeing a tall form, all in white, come gliding down among them
ow
had crawled to neck and laid clammy feet upon him. It was an immense dragon fly, but he had
es, be I?" asked the black
th your fool story
wuz supposin' that ef something said to hi
ything like that ever did happen. He'd come home and talk to grandma'am at n
you long-leg
hev bin ef you'd bin in m
ht. Perceed.
come ter pass. He was goin' by ther graveyard wh
-ow-ee
r of the ghost story, as badly scared as his companion, followed him at post haste. Ther Bellew laughing heartily, turned and followed them. But at a more leisurely speed. From time to time, as he pu
of riding he over
urry?" he inq
"my pony scairt at suthin, I reckon, and jes' natural
hyar," said the b
h a pair of cowards. Don't pull your gun on me, S
llenly put
tter with you, Buck?
an? Why, you dashed off like a girl in
Summers, shifting his little eyes. Som
hat made 'em run wa
es. All at once the air became filled with the same myster
e-e-ow-w-w-w-w
!" shouted Summers, vastly relieved as Be
ne show, eh?" chuckled Bellew, rolling about in
in' ter practice, jes'
sh grin as he spoke. The black-mus
, wouldn't it?" ask
eckon you could imi
. Lis
a coyote's yapping, h
we can use t
our story progresses. But the next time Buck Bellew gave that thrilling, spine-tightening cry, was to be under far d