THE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE,
NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA.
Rainbow's End
A NOVEL by REX BEACH
Author of "THE IRON TRAIL." "THE SPOILERS,"
"HEART Or THE SUNSET," Etc.
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ESTEBAN AND HIS LITTLE BAND ARRIVE JUST IN TIME TO
SAVE ROSA FROM HORRIBLE FAtE.
Synopsis Don Estebnn Veronn, a Cuban planter, hides Ills wealth
money, Jewels find title deeds In a well on his cstntc. Tho hiding
place is known only to Snbrtstlan, n Blnve. Don Esteban's wife dies nt
the birth 'of twins, Estebnn nnd Itosn. Don Esteban marries the
avaricious Donna Isabel, who tries unsuccessfully to wring tho secret
of tho hidden treasure from Sebastian. Angered nt his refusal, she
urges Don Esteban to sell Evangcllna, Sebastian's daughter. Don
Esteban refuses, but In the course of n gambling orgle, he risks
Kvangcllna nt cards nnd loses. Crazed by the loss of his daughter,
Sebastian kills Don Esteban and Is himself killed. Mnny years pass
and Donnn Isabel Is unable to find the hidden treasure. Don Mario,
rich sugnr merchant, seeks to mnrry Itosa, who has returned from
school in the United States. Johnnie O'ltcllly, nn American, who loves
Rose, wins her promise to wait for him until ho can return from New
York. Donna Isabel falls to death while walking In her sleep. Estebnn's
connection with the insurrcctos Is discovered and he and Itosa are
corapolled to flee. In New York, O'Reilly gets n letter from Itosa tell
ing of her peril nnd urging him to rescue her. O'Reilly Immediately
returns to Cuba. Pnucho Cueto, faithless manager of the Verona
estates, is balked in his efforts to find tho hidden treasure and betrays
Esteban and Rosa, leading Colonel Cobo, notorious Spanish guerilla,
to their hiding place.
CHAPTER IX.
Marauders. (
The surpriso was easily effected,
for Colonel Cobo's men wero accom
plished In this Bort of work, Rosa,
crouching upon her bench, heard
nothing, saw nothing, until out of tho
shadows beside hor human forms ma
terialized. She screamed once,
twice; then a palm closed over her
mouth and alio began to struggle like
a cat.
Evangellna, who had waked nt tho
first outcry, met tho marauders as
they rushed through the door. There
were shouts and curses, loudly bel
lowed orders, a great scuffling nnd
pounding of feet upon tho dirt floor
of the hut, the rickety, bark-covered
walls bulged and creaked. Over nil
aoundod tho shrieks of tho negrcss
battling In the pitch-black Interior
like an. animal in its alr. Then some
one set fire to the thatch; tho flames
licked up the dead palm leaves to
the ridgepole, and the surroundings
'leaped Into view.
Rosa saw a swarthy, thickset man
In the uniform of a colonel of vol
'ntecrs,.nnd behind him Pancho Cue
to. Tearing tho hnnd from her Hps
Itfor a moment, sho cried Cuoto's
name, but he gave no heed. Itosa
shrieked his name , again then she
'heard tho officer say :
"Where is the young fellow? I
hear nothing but tho squeals of that
(common wench."
Erangcltnn's cries of rage and de
fiance ceased, and with them the
sounds of combat. Prom the blazing
She Began to Struggle Like a Cat.
iehlo ran two armed men, brushing
sparks from their clothing. A third
followed, dragging Evangcllna by one
aaked arm.
Rosa felt herself swooning, and sho
know nothing of what immediately
followed. After a tlmo she felt her
self shaken, and heard tho colonel ad
dressing her.
"Come, cornel" he wns saying.
"Where is your precious brother and
that black fellow?"
Rosa could only stnro dully.
"It seems we missed them," said
Cueto.
"More of yoar bungling," Cobo
rok out at him, wrathfully. "Fool I
(I've a mind to toss you into that Are."
!He turned his attention ouce more
to Rosa, and with a Jerk that shook
her Into fuller consciousness repeat
s': "Where are they? Speak to mo."
"donel" she gasped. "Gone!" She
struggled weakly toward Cueto. 1m
ptorlng him, "Pancho, don't you know
ms?"
"Well, we've taught him a lesson,"
said Cueto, grinning apprehensively
at Cobo. "We've accomplished some
CWng, anyhow, eh?" Ho nodded at
Boss. "She's alt that I told you.
.Look at her!"
(Copyrlfht, by Harper ind Brother)
Colonel Cobo took time to scruti
nize his prisoner.
"Yes I She's a pretty llttlo spy
qulto a prize, truly. Now, then 1"
His thick Hps spread; he spoke to
her more gently. "I want you to tell
me nbout that brother of yours, eh?
Cueto said 1 would find him hero,
nal Still frightened, I see. Well, I
Imvo n way with women; I dare sny
you'll bo glad to tell me everything
by and by." Then, seeing that his
men risked a scorching in their
search of the hut nnd wero already
quarreling ovor tho scanty plunder
which It afforded, ho turned from
Rosn to call them away.
Profiting by his Inattention, Rosa
wriggled out of his grasp nnd ran to
Evnngcllnn who Iny fnce down in
tho dirt, her limbs sprawled loosely.
Sho flung herself upon the prostrate
body and cried tho black woman's
name, but eho could awaken no re
sponse. Tho first pink of dawn was uow
deepening In the east, dnd as soon as
it had grown light enough to see to
travel Colonel Cobo prepared to re
turn to hla horses. The roof and
walls of tho bohlo had fallen away
to ashes, Its skeleton of nolcs nnd its
few pieces of crude furniture alone
wero smoldering when ho called his
men together and gave tho word
to go.
"Como. my sweetheart." Coho ml-
dressed himself to tho girl. "Leave
tnat enrrion for tho buzzards."
Rosa looked un to find him leerln?
at her., She brushed the tears from
her eyes, crying:
"Go awnyl In God's name haven't
you dono harm enough?"
"Oh, but you're going with mo."
The girl rose: her faco was color
less; sho was aqulver with Indigna
tion. "Leave mol" she stormed,
"What have I done to you? Don't"
"Unrambn A tcmnor. And vnu
have strength, too. ns I discovered.
Must I bind those pretty hands or"
Colonel Cobo reached forth, lunch.
lug, and encircled her In Ida power
ful amis. Rosa fouaht him as sho
had fought at the first moment of des
peration, but he lifted her cosily and
went striding across tho field behind
his men.
Esteban's party mado cood time
over tho hills and into the San Juan,
for Ascnslo knew tho countrv well.
Mid-afternoon found them In sight of
La Joya. Cueto's cane was thick and
high; It was ready for the knlfo or
ror tno torch. The Incendiaries dis
mounted in tho shelter of n wood nnd
removed tho bags which they had
carried on their saddles. Inside the
bags wero seyeral snakes, tho largest
pernaps eigiit foot In length. To the
tall of each the negroes fastened a
lentner thong, und then to each thong
a lengtn or telegraph wire, tho end
of which hnd been bent Into a loop
to noiu n uunuie of oll-sonked wnste.
These preliminaries nccomnllshnd.
they bore the reptiles Into tho cane
flelds nt widely separated places and
lighted the waste.
Soon tongues of flnme appeared
and tho green tops of tho cane began
to shrivel and to wave ns tho steady
east wind took effect. Smoko bil
lowed upwnrd and was hurried west
ward beforo the broezo; in a dozen
pluc.es the fields' hurst into flame.
From somewhere came a faint shout
ing, then a shot or two, nnd finally
the ringing of n bell.
Ksd-bnn waited only until he saw
that his work of devastation wns well
under way, then ho led his followers
back toward the hills.
In tho shelter of a ravine the party
took tlmo to cat supper, their first
meal since leavlug homo, nnd It was
after dark when thoy finished. The
egrocs, who were thoroughly tired,
were for spending tho night here, but
Estebnn, more , cautious than thoy,
would not have It So. Accordingly,
the men remounted their weary
horses, though not without soma
grumbling, und set out At length
they crossed tho summit nnd work-oil
down toward the YuiuurL but It
seemed as if daylight would never
come.
Estebnn suddenly reined In his
horse. "Lookl" said he. "Yonder is
a light."
"What is Evangellna thinking
about?" Ascnslo muttered.
"But see I It grows brighter."
There followed a moment or two dur
ing which there was no sound except
the breathing of tho horses nnd the
creak of saddle leathers as the riders
craned their necks to see over the low
tree tops before them. Then Esteban
cried :
"Cornel I'm afraid It's our
house." Pear gripped him, but he
tnnnaged to say, calmly, "Perhaps
thoro has been nn accident."
Ascnslo, muttering excitedly, was
trying to crowd past him; for n few
yards the two horses brushed along
side by side. The distant point of
light had become a glare now; it
winked bnlefully through the open
ings as the party hurried toward It.
But it was still a long wny off, nnd
the enstern sky hud grown rosy be
fore tho denso woods of the hillside
gave wny to the sparser growth of
the low ground.
Estebnn turned a sick, white face
over his shoulder and jerked out his
orders; then he kicked bis tired
mount Into a owlfter gallop. It wns
ho who first broke out Into the clear
ing. One glance, and the story was
told.
Tho hut was but n crumbling skel
eton of charred poles. Strung out
across tho little field of malangns,
yuccas and sweet potatoes were sev
eral hilarious volunteers, their nrms
filled with loot from the cabin. Be
hind them strode an officer bearing
Itosa struggling against his breast
Esteban drove his horse headlong
through tho soft red earth of the
garden. His sudden appearance
seemed briefly to paralyze the ma
rauders. It was a moment before
they could drop their spoils, unsllng
their rifles, and begin to fire at him,
nnd by that time he had covered half
the distance to his sister. A bullet
brought his horse down nnd the boy
went flying over its neck. Nothing
but tho loose loam saved him from
injury. As he rose to his feet, breath
less and covered with tho red dirt,
there enmo a swift thudding' of hoofs
and Ascnslo swept past him like a
rocket. Esteban caught one glimpse
of the negro's face, n fleeing vision
of white teeth bared to the gums, of
distended yellow eyes, of flat, distort
ed features; then Asenslo wns fairly
upon Colonel Cobo. The colonel, who
had dropped his burden, now tried to
dodge. Asenslo slashed once at him
with his long) murderous machete,
but the next Instant he was engaged
with a trooper who had fired almost
In his face.
Cobo's men, led by the terrified Pan-
cho Cueto, turned nnd fled for cover,
believing themselves in danger of an
nihilation. Nor was the colonel him
self in any condition to rally them,
for Ascuslo's blade had cloven one
full dark cheek to the bone, and the
shock und pain had unnerved him.
Tho field was small, the Jungle was
close nt hand. A moment and the In
terlopers had vanished Into it, all but
one, who lay kicking nmong the broad
mnlangn leaves, and over whom Asen
slo kept spurring his terrified horse,
hacking downward with insane fury.
This was the first hand-to-hand en
counter Esteban's men had had, and
their swift victory rendered them fero
cious. Flinging their guns aside, they
went crashing Into tho brush on tho
trail of their enemies.
Itosa found herself In her brother's
arms, sobbing ont the story of the out-
rago nnd quivering nt every sound of
tho chase. He was caressing her, and
telling her to have no further fears;
both of them were fairly hysterical.
Evangcllna, thanks to her thick skull,
was not dead. In the course of time
under Rosa's and Esteban's ministra
tions sho regained her senses, nnd
when the other men returned they
found her lying sick and dazed, but
otherwise quite whole.
Then, thero beside the ruins of the
hut, was n strnngo scene of rejoicing,
Ascnslo recovered now from his burst
of savagery, was tearful, compassion
uto; his comrades laughed nnd chat
tered and bragged about, their prodig
ious deeds of valor. Over and over
thoy recounted their versions of the
encounter, each more fanciful than the
other, until it seemed that they must
Imvo left the forest filled with corpses.
Estebnn wns grave. He had heard
of Colonel Cobo, and, remembering
that denlm-clnd figure out yonder In
the trampled garden, ho knew that se
rious consequences would follow. Tho
volunteers were revengeful; their
colonel was not the sort of man to
forglvo a deep' humiliation. Doubt
less ho would put a price upon the
heads of all of them, nnd certulnly he
would never nllow them another en
counter upon anywhere like even
terms. Then, ti, tho narrowness of
Rosa's escape caused tho boy's heart
to dissolve with terror.
After n conference with Asenslo ho
decided that they must prepare for
flight, and lato that afternoon they nil
set out to seok n safer refuge, Evnnge
linn In tears at lcavlug her precious
garden plot. Their led horse, one of
those Lorenzo hnd captured, carried
a pitifully light burden only some
tools, somo pnns and kettles, nnd a roll
of chnrred bedclothes.
Johnnie O'Reilly had no difficulty In
locating tho residence of Ignucfo Alva
rndo, but to communicate with him
wns qulto another matter, inasmuch
as his every step was dogged by that
persistent shadow from Nuevltns.
One evening, Revernl days after his
arrival, a sudden rain storm drove
O'Reilly Indoors, nnd as he ascended
to his room he snw that the lamp In
the hallway flared nnd smoked nt ev
ery gust of wind. It waH very dark
outBlde; he reasoned that tho streets
would bo deserted. Hastily securing
that book which Alvarado, the dentist,
had given him, ho took a position close
Inside his door. When ho heard tho
spy pass and enter the next chamber
he stole out Into tho hall and breathed
into the lamp chimney. A moment
lutcr he was safely through the win
dow nnd was working his way down
the shed roof, praying that his move
ments hud not been seen and thnt the
tiles wero firm. He nimbly scaled the
wall, crossed an Inclosure, climbed n
second wnll, nnd descended Into n dark
side street. Taking ndvantngo of the
densest shadows nnd the numerous
overhanging balconies, he set out nt n
brisk trot.
A light showed through the barred
windows of the Alvarado home,. Indi
cating that the family was In. After
some fumbling O'Reilly laid hold of
the latch; then, without knocking, he
opened the front door and stepped in.
His sudden appearance threw the
occupants Into alarm: a woman cried
out sharply; a man whom O'Reilly
Asenslo Slashed Once at Him With
His Long, Murderous Machete.
Identified as Ignaclo Alvarado himself
leaped to his feet and faced him, ex
claiming: "Who are you?"
"I'm a friend. Don't be alnrmed."
Johnnie summoned his most agreeable
smile, then he extended the sodden
package he had carried beneath his
arm. "I come from your brother
Tomas. Ho asked mo to hand you
this book and to say that he Is return
ing It with his thnnks."
"What are you saying?" Plainly the
speaker did not comprehend; there
was nothing but apprehension In his
voice.
O'Reilly tore tho wet paper from the
volume and laid it in Alvnrado's hand.
"Look nt it, please, and you'll under
stand. I didn't take time to knock, for
fear I might be followed."
Alvarado stared first at the book,
then at his caller. After a moment he
made a sign to his wife, who left the
room. Wetting his Hps, he Inquired,
with nn effort, "What do you want?"
O'Reilly told him In n few words.
Alvarado showed relief; he even
smiled. "I see, but Carambal You
gavo me a start. And this book I Ha 1
Tomas will have his Jokes. It Is well
you took precautions, for I nm under
surveillance. I'll help you, yes I But
you must not come here ngnln. Return
to your hotel nnd Let mo think."
Senor Alvnrndo frowned In deepest
thought ; then he said : "I have it I Ev
ery morning nt hnlf past nine a man
wearing a Panama hat and a gruy
necktie with n large gold pin will puss
along the sidewalk across tho street
from tho Isln de Cuba. You will
know htm. One dny, I cannot promise
how soon, he will lift his hat thus, and
wlpo his face. You understand? Good.
Follow him. ne will give you flnnl di
rections. You know Manln, tho drug
gist? Well, you enn talk to him, and
he will keep you posted as to our prog
ress. Now go beforo someone comes."
O'Reilly wrung the Cuban's hand.
Then he stepped out Into tho night,
leaving n pool of water on the clean
blue tiles where he had stood.
CHAPTER X.
O'Reilly's Plans Fall.
-In the days that followed his call on
Ignaclo Alvarndo, O'Reilly behaved so
openly thnt tho secret service agent
detailed to watch him relaxed his vigi
lance. Manifestly - this O'Reilly wuh
a harmless person. But the spy did
not guess how frnntlc Johnulo wns be
coming nt the delay, how ho Inwardly
chafed and fretted when two weeks
had rolled by and still no algnnl hnd
come. Then, too, his money was run
ning low.
At last, however, the day nrrlved
when the mnn with the gray utcktle
raised his lint and wiped his brow as
ho passed the Isla de Cuba. Johnnie
could scarcely hold himself in his
chair. , By nnd by he rose, stretching
himself, nnd sauntered nfter tho fel
low. For severnl blocks he keyt him
In Blghfy but without receiving any
further sign.
Without n glance over his shodcr
the man turned Into n lnrgc, wallet In
closure. When Johnnie followed ho
found Minsclf In one of the old conic
terlcs. Abend of him, up a shady ave
nue bordered with trees, the stranger
hurried; then he swerved to his left,
nnd when O'Reilly camo to tho point
where he hnd disappeared there was
nobody in sight. Apprehending thnt
he had made some mistake In the sig
nal, O'Reilly hastened down tho wnlk.
Then at last, to his great relief, he
henrd a sibilant:
"Psstl PsstI"
It came from behind a screen of
shrubbery, and there he found the Cu
ban waiting. The latter began rap
idly: "Our plans are complete. Listen
closely. One week from today, at ten
o'clock In the morning, you must bo
In Mnnln's drug store. Directly ncross
the street you will see two negroes
with three horses. At fifteen minutes
past ten wnlk out Snn Rafael street to
tho edge of the city, where tho hos
pital stands. The negroes will follow
you. There Is n fort nenr by "
"I know."
"It commands the road. You will be
challenged If you pass It, so turn in
nt the hospital. But do not enter the
gntes, for the negroes will overtake
you at that point. They will stop to
adjust the saron of tho lend horse.
Thnt will be your signal; mount him
.and ride fast. Now, ndlos and good
luck."
With n smile and a quick grip of the
hand the messenger walked swiftly
away. O'Reilly returned to his hotel.
At lastl One week, and this numb
lng, heartbreaking delay would end;
he would bo free to take up his quest.
But those seven days were more than
n week; they were seven eternities.
The hours were like lend; O'Reilly
could compose his mind to nothing; he
was in a fever of impatience.
The day of days dawned nt last, nnd
Johnnio wns early nt Manln's soda
fountain, drinking Insipid beverages
nnd anxiously watching the street In
due time the negroes appeared, their
straw sarons laden with produce which
they innocently disposed of. O'Reilly
began to consult his wntch with such
frequency that the druggist Joked him.
Manln's banter-was Interrupted by a
bugle call. Down the street came per
haps two hundred mounted troops.
They wheeled into San Rafael street
ata gallop and disappeared In the di
rection of the suburbs. ''
"Now, what does that mean?" mur
mured the druggist. "Walt here while
I go to the roof, where I can see some
thing." O'Reilly tried to compose ' himself,
meanwhile becoming aware of a grow
ing excitement in the street. Then
from the direction of the fort at the
end of Snn Rafael street sounded a
faint rattling fusillade, more bugle
calls, and finally the thin, distant
shouting of men.
"Rebels!" someone cried.
"Dlos mlo, they are attacking tho
city!"
"They have audacity, eh?"
The roofs were black with pec-plo
now. Manln came hurrying down itto
the store.
"Something hns gone wrong," ho
whispered. "They're fighting out yon
der in the woods. Thero has been
some treachery."
"It Is ten-fifteen," said O'Reilly. "I
must be going."
Mtinln stared at him. "You don't
understand "
"Those black fellows are getting
their horses rendy, I'm going;"
The druggist tried to force Johnnie
Into a chair. "Madman 1" he panted.
"I tell you our friends have been be
trayed; they are retreating. Go back
to your hotel quickly,"
For the first time during their ac
quaintance Manln heard the good
natured American curse; O'Reilly's
blue eyes were blazing; he hnd let go
of himself completely.
"I'm going 1" he cried, hoarsely. "All
the d d Spaniards in Cuba won't
Stop me. Lord I I've waited too long
I should have made a break "
"Idiot 1" stormed tho druggist. "You
wish to die, eh?"
O'Reilly ripped ,out another oath
and fonght off the other'B restraining
hands.
"Very well, then," cried Manln, "but
have some thought of us who have
risked our lives for you. Suppose you
should escape? How would our troops
receive you now? Would they not
think you had cunningly arranged this
trap?"
A light of reason slowly renppcared
In the younger man's eyes.
"No!" Manln pressed his advantage.
"You must wait until " He broke
off abruptly and stepped behind his
counter, for a man In tho uniform of n
Spanish lieutenant had entered the
store.
Tho newcomer walked directly to
O'Reilly; ho was a clean-cut, nlert
young fellow. After n searching glance
around the place he spoke In n voice
audible to both men.
O'Reilly finds himself blocked
at every step In his efforts to
find Rota. Finally his hopes
receive a crushing blow. 'Watch
for the developments In the next
Installment.
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Do You Know
The Fine Flavor
"POST
TOASTIES
IS FOUND
IN NO OTHER
CORN
FLAKES