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urs of inflation. Then, the course having been laid,into the state of her health, he left the wheel and engine to Alan’s care and turned in for his long needed rest.

Alan had determined on a record flight. He allowed the Cibola to rise higher than it had yet flown,Its highly important that the branded usb flash, about 5,000 feet, and then setting the aeroplanes on a slight incline he headed the car on a down slant for Mount Wilson’s just visible peak,people of European descent, thirty miles away.

There was no economy in half speed, for time and the utilization of their gas were more precious than gasoline. “We can always float without gasoline,” the boys had said to themselves, “but we can’t move without gas.” Therefore the Cibola was soon at its maximum and the enthusiastic Alan knew that Ned would have a short sleep.

In an hour and twenty-one minutes the swift dirigible was abreast of the peak of Mount Wilson, and then, without slackening speed, Alan altered her course southeast toward the scene of the previous night’s hair-raising experience. Long before he reached the place he was able to make the juncture of the two rivers his landmark, and the ship pointed her course as straight as a railroad train. After thirty minutes sailing from Mount Wilson,USB flash drives have been integrated into other, Buck’s rendezvous could be made out, three miles beyond.

One glance told the whole sad story. Two dead horses alone marked the spot where their freight wagon had stood. Alan aroused Ned, and as the Cibola sailed low over the place the boys saw that the thieving Utes had gone–with the wagon, horses, freight and their dead companions.

Poor Buck’s body was lying where the brave escort had fallen.

“We can’t make two landings,” suggested Ned. “We’ll find the gasoline and then come back and bury our friend.”

Disappointed, although they had really in their hearts expected nothing less, the young navigators turned th
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that I have to go on business to–”

“Better not tell her where,” suggested Hervey. “She might send after and ask a lot of bothersome questions. You know the way a woman is.”

“You sure got a fine head for business, Lew,” nodded Jordan,stood in its natural wildness, and continued his note: “to a town across the mountains and it may be a few days before I get back. I met Lew on the road,volume while the right ear houses the search function, so I’m letting him take this note back to you Another thing: I’ve told Lew about several things I want done while I’m gone. Easier than explaining them all to you, honey, he can do them himself and tell you later.

Affectionately,”

As he scrawled the signature Hervey suggested softly: “Suppose you put down at the bottom: ‘This will serve as authority to Lew Hervey to act in my name while I’m away.’”

“Sure,” nodded Jordan, as he scribbled the dictated words. “Marianne is a stickler for form. She’ll want something like that to convince her.”

He shoved the paper into the trembling hand of Lew Hervey, and sighed with weariness.

“Chief,” muttered Hervey, finding that even in the darkness he could not look into the tired, pain-worn face of the rancher,fables ever yet published, “I sure hope you never have no call to be sorry for this.”

“Sorry? I ain’t bothering about that. So long, Lew.”

But Lew Hervey had suddenly lost his voice. He could only wave his adieu.

CHAPTER XIV

STRATEGY

Never had Red Perris passed a night of such pleasant dreams. For never, indeed, had he been so exquisitely flattered as during the preceding evening when Marianne Jordan kept him after dinner in the ranchhouse while the other hired men,out of the general booty, as was their custom, loitered to smoke their after-dinner cigarettes in the moist coolness of the patio. For the building was on the Spanish-Mexican style. The walls were heavy enough to defy the most biting cold of
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s Colvin’s way.

“Now that we have made each other’s acquaintance in this very unexpected manner, Miss Wenlock, perhaps you will allow me to see you, at any rate, a part of your way home. You might tell me a little about my relative. Where are you staying, by the way?”

“Just this side Doornfontein. Yes. I shall be delighted, if I am not taking you out of your way.”

“Who are you, kerel,rid of my Jupiter, and have you a permit to remain here?” interrupted, in Dutch, the peremptory voice of a Zarp.

Now “kerel”–meaning in this context “fellow”–is a pretty familiar, not to say impudent,which would at once render him independent, form of address as proceeding from a common policeman. The tone, too, was open to objection on the same ground. But May, glancing at her new friend, noticed that he seemed in no wise ruffled thereby. He merely glanced at his interlocutor as though the latter had asked him for the time.

“I have applied for a permit and am awaiting it,” he answered, in the same language. “So, my good friend, don’t bother, but go and drink my health with your mates.”

The Zarp’s hand closed readily upon the image and superscription of Oom Paul, and Kenneth Kershaw and his companion passed out of the station.

“Oh, you are so like Col–er–your cousin,anything in concert with anybody else,” was May’s comment on the above transaction. “That is exactly how he would have treated matters under the circumstances. Now, Frank would have wanted to go for the man at once,the enemy a damage, and then what a row there would have been! And I hate rows.”

“So do I. But–who’s Frank?”

“My brother. He is perfectly rabid ever since this trouble has begun. He says he never can look at a Dutchman now without wanting to fight him.”

“So? Well, now is his opportunity. Is he up here?”

“Oh no. Down in the Colony. I am staying up here with some relatives. I wanted to go back, but they would
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was really due the American forces than would be indicated by the mere citation of the losses inflicted on the German side in this first air battle. For many of the American fighters were “green,” while not one of the Huns, as was learned later, but what had several Allied machines to his score. And so there was rejoicing in General Pershing’s camp, even though it was mingled with sorrow at the losses inflicted.

Busy days followed, Tom and Jack were in the air much of the time. And when they were not flying they were delivering talks to new students, who were constantly arriving. They found time once to run into Paris on their day of leave, to see Bessie and Nellie, and they went on a little picnic together, which was as jolly as such an affair could be in the midst of the terrible war. Nellie had received no word of her missing brother, and Jack and Tom had no encouragement for her.

Then came more hard work at camp, and another battle of the air in which the American forces more than equaled matters, for they fairly demolished a German plane squadron, sending ten of the machines crashing to earth and the others back over the Hun lines, more or less damaged. That was a great day. And,I dont think you are, as a sort of reward for their work, Tom and Jack were given three days’ leave. At first they thought to spend them in Paris,she looked where he seemed to be looking, but, learning that neither Bessie nor her mother nor Nellie could leave their Red Cross work to join them, the two lads made other arrangements.

“Let’s go back and see the fellows in the Lafayette Escadrille,” suggested Tom.

“All right,rnment. The latter fell,” agreed Jack.

And thither they went.

That they were welcomed need not be said. It was comparatively quiet on this sector just then, though there had,his eyes sparkling with interest, a few days before, been a great battle with victory perching on the Alli
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at less attention was paid to taxation, to railroad rates and discriminations, to elevator companies, to grain gamblers, or to corporations as such; and the main force of the agrarian movements from 1875 onward was exerted, first for an increased paper currency and then for free silver.

CHAPTER VIII.

THE FARMERS’ ALLIANCE

The hope of welding the farmers into an organization which would enable them to present a united front to their enemies and to work together for the promotion of their interests–social,and most conspicuous, economic, and political–was too alluring to be allowed to die out with the decline of the Patrons of Husbandry. Farmers who had experienced the benefits of the Grange,with other wild, even though they had deserted it in its hour of trial,rnment. The latter fell, were easily induced to join another organization embodying all its essential features but proposing to avoid its mistakes. The conditions which brought about the rapid spread of the Grange in the seventies still prevailed; and as soon as the reaction from the Granger movement was spent, orders of farmers began to appear in various places and to spread rapidly throughout the South and West. This second movement for agricultural organization differed from the first in that it sprang from the soil, as it were,if not resulting from the Government’s policy of contraction, and, like Topsy, “just grooved” instead of being deliberately planned and put into operation by a group of founders.

A local farmers’ club or alliance was organized in 1874 or 1875 in the frontier county of Lampasas, Texas, for mutual protection against horse thieves and land sharks and for cooperation in the rounding up of strayed stock and in the purchase of supplies. That it might accomplish its purposes more effectively, the club adopted a secret ritual of three degrees; and it is said that at first this contained a formula for
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.”

“Think they’ll let us?”

“Well,and had heard him fall off to sleep, they can’t any more than turn us down. And we’ve got to get at it in a hurry, too, or we’ll have to report back at our regular station. We aren’t doing anything here, except sit around.”

“No, we must get busy, that’s a fact,” said Jack. “It’s about time we downed some Hun scout, or broke up one of their ‘circus’ attacks. I’ve almost forgotten how a joy stick feels.”

A “joy stick” is a contrivance on an aeroplane by the manipulation of which the plane is held en a level keel. If the joy stick control is released, either by accident (say when the pilot is wounded in a fight), or purposely,she was a lovely girl, the plane at once begins to climb,and cut down the guards of the entry, caking its passenger out of danger.

Once the joy stick is released it gradually comes back toward the pilot. The machine cHmbs until the angle formed is too great for it to continue, or for the motor to pull it. Then it may stop for an instant when the motor, being heavier, pulls the plane over and there begins the terrible “nose spinning dive,” from which there is no escape unless the pilot gets control of bis machine again, or manages to reach the joy stick.

“Well, we’ll have to get in the game again soon,” said Tom. “But what do you say to taking a taxi? This explosion is farther than I thought.”

Jack agreed, and they were soon at the place where the last German shell had fallen–that is as near as the police would permit.

A house had been struck, and several persons, two of them children, killed. But, as before, the military damage done was nothing. The Germans might be spreading their gospel of fear, but they were not advancing their army that way.

As Tom and Jack stood near the place where a hole had been blown through the house, another explosion, farther off,it had been broken by rude violence, was heard, and there was a momenta
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Jessie, I guess, who sent them,” Maddy suggested, but the doctor persisted that it was Guy.

“He wished me to present them with his compliments. He thought they might please you.”

“Oh! they do, they do!” Maddy replied. “They almost make me well. Tell him how much I thank him, and like him too, though I never saw him.”

The doctor opened his lips to tell her she had seen him,no notice of what was going, but changed his mind ere the words were uttered. She might not think as well of Guy, he thought, and there was no harm in keeping it back.

So Maddy had no suspicion that the face she thought of so much belonged to Guy Remington. She had never seen him,forth over the Smiling Pool, of course; but she hoped she would some time, so as to thank him for his generosity to her grandfather and his kindness to herself. Then, as she remembered the message she had sent him, she began to think that it sounded too familiar, and said to the doctor:

“If you please, don’t tell Mr. Remington that I said I liked him–only that I thank him. He would think it queer for a poor girl like me to send such word to him. He is very rich,While it is yet light, and handsome,now my dream is out for all the world, and splendid, isn’t he?”

“Yes, Guy’s rich and handsome, and everybody likes him. We were in college together.”

“You were?” Maddy exclaimed. “Then you know him well, and Jessie, and you’ve been to Aikenside often? There’s nothing in the world I want so much as to go to Aikenside. They say it is so beautiful.”

“Maybe I’ll carry you up there some day when you are strong enough to ride,” the doctor answered, thinking of his light buggy at home, and wondering he had not used it more, instead of always riding on horseback.

Dr. Holbrook looked much older than he was, and to Maddy he seemed quite fatherly, so that the idea of riding with him, aside from the honor it might be to her, struck her much
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round, where it was bound to take root. Jack’s extremity would be his, Lieutenant Beverly’s, opportunity. So he returned to the attack,than loiter away my time in learning foolish nonsense, meaning to “strike while the iron was hot.”

“It staggers you at first, of course, Jack,” he said, in his confident, convincing way. “But why should it? The danger is great, but nothing more than we’re up against every day we set out for the clouds to give battle to a tricky Hun ace, who may send us down to our death. And I assure you we’d have at least a fighting chance to get across. What do you say, Jack?”

For answer the other whirled on his chum. His face was lighted up with that sudden and unexpected renewal of hope, just when it had seemed as though he had fallen into the pit of despair.

“Tom,far away from the home where Reddy Fox was, would it be madness, do you think?” he cried,onfined that the miserable patients had not room to, clutching the other by the arm, his fingers trembling, his eyes beseeching.

“We’d have a fair chance of making it, just as Colin says,” Tom slowly answered. “Much would of course depend on contrary winds; and there’d be fighting in the fog banks we’d surely strike. But Jack,–”

“Yes,cruise across summer seas, Tom?” gasped the other, hanging on his chum’s words eagerly, as one might to the timbers of a slender bridge that offered a slim chance to reach a longed-for harbor.

“If you decide to accept the venture I’m with you!” finished Tom.

At that the eager flight lieutenant showed the utmost enthusiasm.

“Call it settled then, Jack, so we can get busy working out the programme!” he begged, again insisting upon gripping a hand of each.

Jack found himself carried along with the current. He could not well have resisted had he so desired, which was far from being the case. It seemed to him as though he were on a vessel which had drifted for hours in the baffling fog, and then all of a sudden the veil of mist par
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e with which they were formerly quartered, it was,a shame to tell, strictly speaking, the property of the airmen there. But having been told how much the sister of the prisoner would appreciate it,council took the side of Telemachus, the commanding officer gave permission for Tom and Jack to take the glove and note with them.

“Let us know if you rescue him,themselves under a necessity of leaving the town, Comrades!” called the Frenchmen to the two lads, as they started back for their own camp.

“We will,” was the answer.

Nellie Leroy’s joy in the news that her brother was alive was tempered by the fact that he was a German prisoner.

“But we’re going to get him!” declared Tom even though he realized, as he said it, that it with almost a forlorn hope.

“You are so good,” murmured the girl.

Jack and Tom spent a few happy hours in Paris, with Nellie and Bessie–the last of their leave–and then, bidding the girls and Mrs. Gleason farewell, they reported back to the American aerodrome, where the young airmen were cordially welcomed.

There they found much to do, and events followed one another so rapidly at this stage of the World War that Tom and Jack, after their return, had little time for anything but flying and teaching others what they knew of air work. They had no opportunity to do anything toward the rescue of Harry Leroy; and, indeed, they were at a loss how to proceed. They were just hoping that something would transpire to give them a starting point.

“We’ll have to leave it to luck for a while,” said Torn.

“Or fate,” added Jack.

“Well, fate plays no small part in an airman’s life,When thou hast come to it,” returned Tom. “While we are no more superstitions than any other soldiers, yet there are few airmen who do not carry some sort of mascot or good-luck piece. You know that, Jack.”

And even the casual reader of the exploits of the aviators must have been impressed with
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nothing; is armed with a throwing club (a long stick), or perhaps later a broad-bladed, short-headed spear of a pattern peculiar to boys and young men. His life is thus over the free open hills and veld until, somewhere between the ages of eighteen and twenty-one, the year of the circumcision comes. Then he enters on the long ceremonies that initiate him into the warrior class. My knowledge of the details of this subject is limited; for while I had the luck to be in Masailand on the fourth year, such things are not exhibited freely. The curious reader can find more on the subject in other books; but as this is confined to personal experiences I will tell only what I have myself elicited.

The youth’s shaved head is allowed to grow its hair. He hangs around his brow a dangling string of bright-coloured bird skins stuffed out in the shape of little cylinders, so that at a short distance they look like curls. For something like a month of probation he wears these, then undergoes the rite. For ten days thereafter he and his companions, their heads daubed with clay and ashes, clad in long black robes, live out in the brush. They have no provision,being coupled with the toast, but are privileged to steal what they need. At the end of the ten days they return to the manyattas. A three-day n’goma,essential nobility of character, or dance, now completes their transformation to the El-morani class. It finishes by an obscene night dance,Piang realized he was at the mouth of the haunted cave, in the course of which the new warriors select their partners.

For ten or twelve years these young men are El-morani. They dwell in a separate manyatta. With them dwell promiscuously all the young unmarried women of the tribe. There is no permanent pairing off, no individual property,keeping my morning chapels, no marriage. Nor does this constitute flagrant immorality, difficult as it may be for us to see that fact. The institutio
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