IN VILLA'S POWER
"By George Elrner Cobb
Copyright, ,lv916; W G. Chapman.)
. "Tom'irrowthe -targetl"
"Yoir mean?" - '-. '
"Yourself. . We cannot see from
that narrow-barred window,-because
the -place is over near the liver. , It is
your turn with sunset These scoun
drels axe scientific. : -They dispose of
their victims and train their marks
. mpn at' the same time," ,
Ned' Davison looked interested. He
-was not frightened, for he had an-
tioipated death; for a week pasJL T.o
be in the. hands of Villa's formidable
.band was tpbe doomed. ' Hevhad
been captured while crossing a. ford
- amd, -being recognized as an Ameri
can, Had (been given six dstys to live.
It went, the harder with him be
cause he was a newspaper correspon
dent. ' To the- 'ignorant ' Mexicans
shorthand notes written.on his cuffs.
a professional star he wore, aroused
.the suspicion that hev was a spy.
"Twenty a day" was the order given
,tb vacate the many cells in the pris
on, and the day of days' for the young
v newspaper man was only 24 hours
morning a-ner .cellmate took
the place of the one executed .the day
previous. He was a pig, typical west
erner, but with none of. the custo
mary bravado. He told Davidson that
.ie .earned, a, safe-conduct from an
affiliated rebel band, and that as soon
as -the Villa group, had time to verify
its . genuineness he would be set aj;
Kberty. . , .
"You can do something for me,",
said Ned, as he. arrived at the con
clusion definitely that .there was no
promise of intervention of friend or
f Qe in his behalf. ' '
"What Is that?" asked hi& cellmate.
. "I haven't a living relative in the
world," narrated Ned, "but I Would
like my newspaper friends in'Chicago
to know my fate. If I write abetter
to that effect ' ,will you ' see,-, that it
reacbes 'its destination?'"'.:'
"f slf e mlCpe'iVwestern-.
en A sorry job, bgit Ml do;it faith
fully," . ; ' .
"Thank'ypiij" .said 'Jfed in a' sub
dued .trine. Then he, looked dqiafci and.
reflected, and thence reached Jnto a
pocket Nearest tohs-heart, drew.outv
a photograph-reversR and-.wrote'
the words ill peacff: '"Miss -Alvira
Woodson TiieutaL" - , ...
'Tfeel L apiburderiiriK you,with too
many of my troubles," expressed Ned.
You Are, to Pat This On."
apologetically, "bt .this is regarding
a very dear one who will miss me,
Send this card to the address I -give,
if you possibly can, and he added the
line, "Faithful until death." ' ,
Soforceful were his emotions that
he bent his head, battling to over
come them in the presence of anoth
er, His "companion accepted, tfl
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