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O OF ESTANCIA AND THE UNDOING
SS N C IOF DIABLO AMARITULO. TrEi •BULION BANDII' Miguel Lopez was a spendthrift, who made the resorts of the Federal Dictrict ring with his escapades. He was scattering with lavish hand the fortune left to him by his father, un til he met Teresa Alvarado, to whom he paid court, after the Spanish fashion. When sbe took air in the plaza in the cool of the evening, he did like wise, and counter-marched, lifting his bat each time he passed, to show his admiration. On these occasions no sign of encouragement came from the senorita, ,for she was accompanied bby a chaperone. All seek the plazas in the evenings, to hear the music, to see their friends. The fair sex walk around the square, keeping well to the inner side of the park-the senors passing in an opposite direction, keep to the outside of the walk, and thus they pass, face to face, at each turn of the square. 'Every time around your senor lifts his hat and the senor ita turns her head. Should she nod in reply to the ,salutation, he would instantly join her. After the concerts he sent the or chestra to her home, and she had thrown back the Iblinds to signify that she heard; but she did not appear at the window. One night be presented himself it the window where she was seated, so quietly that she was for the moment startled by his sudden appearance. After that he visited her many tilmes, and through the grating that barred the 'window he poured the story of his love. When pressed for an answer, she told him to consult thep'adre. Then Miguel knew that he had reached a critical point and through a friend, whom he could trust, he must seek her father, Juan Alvarado. The friend went, and after several confer ences, Miguel was admitted to the casa and talked with the padre, a ven erable man, who had fouglht the French with Juarez. A soldier of fame who was well known and hon ored, he talked frankly with Miguel. For was not the young man known to have been the leader of a ribald crowd? Had he not caroused and gambled and dissipated and squan dered 'much of his father's fortune? For Alvarado head known him, and he was familiar with the struggle he had made in the dark days of the repub lic. when patriots were tried in fire and Miguel's sire had never been I found lacking in fervor of the kind 1 that resulted in the execution of Maxi milian and the triumph of the Indian 'presidente. "But," said Alvarado, "my au'ghter favors your suit and I look not un kindly upon it, but you must do some thing to prove yourself worthy of such a treasure. It is not enough that you have riches and to spare. You must do something to redeem the reputation of your parde. You must make the Federal District forget your life of dis sipation by singing your praise. Beau tiful women are won by bold deeds by daring men who risk their lives for their country, for it is a trait in the blood of Castile, which flows t'hrough the veins of nearly every be ing in IMexico. You must divorce yourself from evil associates. You must suppress some of the creatures who are made by men 'who lead the life of the companions with whom you have fraternized. 'Listen: "Several years ago my son went into the Western Sierras. He engaged in mining. Much I gave him by way of educational advantages, for it was the least I could do. Through misfortune I have lost much. Through the failure of several enterprises my fortune was swept away and I found myself strait ened in circumstances. I acquainted my son with my condition, and he plunged into the unknown. Ah, yes; it is with money that he has sent that we have kept up appearances and entertained so lavishly. Butt it takes a brave man to live there. Much he has made-and much has he lost, for he is in that section of the world where Diable Amarillo 'and his ban dits loot and murder and terrorize. Gold and silver bar has been taken from the very mills that have pro duced them, the pack trains have been attacked on the trails and robbed, after the conductor and the mtozos have been murdered. You have heard the story---everybody in Mexico has. Were it not that his mining interests are so great, he would turn hunter and 'track them down, but he is not an officer. He offers, however, 25,000 pesos for the body of the brigand, dead or alive, for he has lost much more than that by the depredations of this. The district in which Diablo Amarillo has wrought such ruin is in a remote presidente and just now the c.ffice is vacant. "Now, I propose that you serve my family, gain 'the reward and win he hand of 'my daughter, for Diablo Amarillo may some time, not content with the bullion stolen from my son and on the trails, attack the very Imine that produces the treasure. This will test your mettle-will show me whether you 'will be a worthy husband for so fair a daughter of Mexico--a lineal descendant of a mighty Aztec prince. U'pon the result of your ex ploit depends your own future. Tram ple Diablo Amarillo under foot and Teresa you may ,wed; fail, and you need not return, for the door of my case will be open to you no more.' Estancia is a small town on the western slope of the Sierra Madre. It is located on the banks of the Rio Mayo. Its buildings are huddled, one against the other, after the fashion of Mexican dwellings, the thick adobe walls of each 'house 'being joined to its neighbor, and in the center of each is a court, or patio, as it is called in Spanish. The front door opens on one street, the rear on another. All the windows are barred, as is general ig quartz is sent .down by means of suspended cable, which swings from steel towers above the forest, and over the great gulch, 1,600 feet deep :the last span being nearly 2,000 feet S. ; . ".' . ". long. The loaded buckets going down ý1 on one side bring the empties up on plant. Orders' from London required " " 'an extra dividend for Christmas dis tribution, and in order to accomplish Sthe case throughout that tit the bullion had to leave the mine he cs btrou d a s on the next day at noon to reach the [he city is 'built around a plaza -with o mint In eme for assay t ng sale, to be flagstaff in the center at the foot cf converted into sterling exchange an ,nhich there is a bronze bust of Juarez. sena on inw triplicate to London. 1. cathedral faces the east. Its two o 'nclceo would reanh the plant at 11 owers reach more than 100 feet from tra lre fe and with asual nented adobe, erected by the Jesutts tra large force and twice the usual w. centuries ago. Facing the west his own weapons. It may be my turn number of pack animals. The rumor Sthe residence oft ed the pesidente, and next. Quien sabe? Don Miguel will that the reduction works were to be n either side those of the alcalde and - ` listen to another plan? looted had reched the manager, and he jefe politico. The other buildings "Go out among the people of Es- fast as the molten metal was poured onstitute either the finer residences tancia. Ask them the name of an into the moulds and cooled it was dr stores, which are portions of grand hombre witn whom Don Ygnacio has placed in the sump of the mill-the >ld casaes, and in the rear of and. over ever broken his word. Ask them the last la tha a one would think hich the family or the owner lives. / name of a man or woman to whom he of lookng for ity. Then, if Dihblok Che town recedes from the plaza. Al- has ever related a secret. Ask them Amarillo attacked and overpowered geer t a p e of quite 2,00 tne name of one, priest or other, t them before the arrival of the bullion Six times a month bullicn trains with a mask-he was unknown to any- one person' to another. Ask the Jesuit find the metal, for 'he 'had been told ith armed attendants of indians -n- one. - , fathers whether Don Ygnacio has ever in advance er the city and stop for the night. Among those who listened to the made confession to them-or to any 'hese trains come with precious metal new presidente was Ygnaco Hernan- one. Ask all of these questions, and tom he mines, which is conveye as dez who was conductor of the Rio back, hime a Mayo Indian wi t hen, f you find you can trust me, The terminal tender in the little har east as San 'Rosario, where t Mayo was onductr of the Rc- btair himself Mayo Indian, with a your word is my law. I can and will house on' top of the mill was watch urned over to WPLi-n . Mayo bullion train. He alone ac- strain of the blood of Castile and of aid vmou. Th aovernment nledres you ing a flock of wild parrots slowly wing n 1 the case throughout that section. d The city is 'built around a plaza -with 1- a flagstaff in the center at the foot of n which there is a bronze bust of Juarez. A cathedral faces the east. Its two r towers reach more than 100 feet from t- the ground, a great building of ce mented adobe, erected by the Jesuits h two centuries ago. Facing the west u is the residence of the presidente, and at on either side those of the alcalde and n the jefe politico. The other buildings e constitute either the finer residences ;- or stores, which are portions of grand r- old casas, and In the rear of and over - which the family or the owner lives. s The town recedes from the plaza. Al n together it is a place of quite 2,000 s people. 'Six times a month bu!llin trains e with armed attendants of indians dun u ter the city and stop for the night. s These trains come with precious metal e from 'the mines, ,which is conveyed as u far east as San Rosario, where it is turned over to Wells-Fargo y Cia, for o delivery to the mint. Different sec n tions are traversed by the various )f trains, which visit the mines, and col e lecting the 'bars of gold and silver e metal, bring them out under guard, 'e the 'mine and mill owners 'being pro s tected from loss through the conductor of the train by a heavy bond. d The bullion is strapped, two bars to d the mule. Each bar weighs 75 pounds. 1, Sometimes there are as many as three it trains in the place at one time. These guards are necessary, for the country at the time this story deals with was infested with outlaws. Bul d lion trains had been attacked, the guards murdered, the treasure stolen, by Diablo 'Amarillo. Presidente after presidente had resigned or *been de posed, ana Diablo Amarillo reigned in terror, gathering his loot and mar keting it in some mysterious manner that puzzled the officials not a little, d since every known avenue was closed against (him. s Once it was possible to ascertain ,r the manner in which he disposed of n the 'bullion he had stolen, it was easy o0 to apprehend him. It was so simple. ,No one had thought of that before. h But that is what the new 'presidente ) said he would do-at least that was 0 the word brought in by an Indian run n ner, who came to announce that Mig 5 uel Lopez had agreed to accept the office, without recompense. When y Miguel came all Estancia bowed po e litely and laughed in its sleeve. For o Miguel, be it understood, was under it sized and nervous. He listened much, n talked little. He rarely left the official .e residence. He set himself to the task 11 of ascertaining as much of the dis e triot as possible, of possessing him d self of all the knowledge of Diablo a Amarillo. c Then Teresa's brother, Jose, visited x- him, and other mine owners, for he a- was spokesman for a delegation, and d pledged him their ,best efforts to track u down the outlaw who had 'but the y night before appeared in a neighbor ing town and attended a public dance. Miguel had ideas of his own. They se were crude, perhaps, but he would de e. vote his time to ascertaining the man 0o ner in which the bandit disposed of his le bullion, and once he obtained that f Iknowledge, would track him to his se quarters and with overpowering force .o either capture or slay him. It was all h very simple, but the mine owners n tnought it was impossible. and frank n ly, but politely, told' him so, particu 11 larly in ,view of the fact that Diablo Il- Amarillo had never been seen except with a mask--he was unknown to any one. Among those who listened to the new presidente was Ygnacio Hernan dez, who was conductor of the Rio Mayo bullion train. He alone ac quiesced in the plan of the presidente. People stood in awe of Don Ygnacio, as he ,was affectionately called. Of all the bullion trains that came into EBstancia, his was the only one that had not been looted. It had been at tacked long years before Diablo Ama rillo appeared on the trails, but the Migh'waymen had been killed in the conflict. Diablo Amarillo had attack ed every other train, some of the mines and the mills, always at widely different points, never twice at the same place, and not once under cir cumstances similar to any preceding robbery, except that he always ap peared in 'the broad light of day to fight his battles. He was daring, suc cessful. But Ygnacio had answered this by doubling his guard of Mayo Indians, and threatening to shoot the first one who -altered in the event of attack. When the visitors filed out of the ossa Ygnacio remained. A fine man was he, tall, straight as a reed, almost Fashionable Woman Mysteriously Shot Wife of a Manufacturer Found in Her Bedroom, Dead, Sister-In-Law Unconscious Nearby. 1 CHICAGO, Sept. 16.-Mrs. Julius Tripp was shot and killed this after noon in an apartment at 146 Prairie avenue, a fashionable residence sec tion, and another woman, believed to be her sister-in-law, was seriously I wounded. It is reported that the shooting of the women was the result I of a quarrel. k Neighbors heard sounds of a quar rel in the apartment followed by shots. The police found the rooms of Mrs. Tripp in disorder. Mrs. Tripp, fashionably dressed, was found ly ing dead in a bed room. She had been shot in the mouth. Across the -hall the other woman was found on tthe floor, unconscious in a pool of blood. She was shot in the breast. e Mrs. Tripp was the wife of the su 1 perintendent of a manufacturing com spany. -- ---- H Ida Conquist will be the leading wo I man for Charles Richman in his play, t "The Revellers." black, himself a Mayo Indian, with a strain of the blood of Castile and of the soldierly -Montezumas. "You agree with me?" asked Mig uel. "Si, Don Miguel," was the answer. "You believe my plan 'to ascertain the manner in which the bullion is marketed to be the best, then?" "I believe in your pl'an--but it is en tirely different from that." Ygnacio laughed as Miguel turned on him inquiringly. "Oh, I understand, Don Miguel," said Ygnacio. "You are young-you put on-ah!-como se lama esta? si, the bold face, in the presence of de termined and experienced men. You have many plans-they are all wrong. 'Si, senor, all wrong. You are, pardon, young. The only way to put down Diablo Amarillo is by force of arms. Whatever his method of disposing of the stolen beullion, that is a commer cial pursuit; we are concerned only wit his lawlessness, and in order to prevent him from marketing more stolen bullion and sacrificing more lives, he must be met and fought 'with Man Who Killed Girl Is Insane Court Orders That Cunningham, Self Confessed Slayer of Bookkeeper, Have His Mind Examined. SAN FRANCISCO, Sept. 16.-When the case of James E. Cunningham, the confessed slayer of Miss Caroline Brasche, bookkeeper for Gray Broth ers, whom he killed when she refused to adjust an alleged error in his pay check, was called for trial in Judge Dunne's court today, his attorney took the stand and testified that he was satisfied that his client was insane. He moved, therefore, that Cuuning ham be sent before a commission on insanity to be examined. This was ordered by the court, after Assistant District Attorney Ward had with drawn an objection. ---------+----- HOLD-UP IN COLORADO. LEADVILLE, Col., Sept. 16.-Den ver & Rio Grande train No. 5 was held up near Malta and the express car dynamited. It is not known yet how much plunder was secured. The men escaped. A posse is in pursuit. his own weapons. It 'may 'be my turn next. Quien' sabe? Don Miguel wil listen to another plan? "Go out among 'the people of Es tancia. Ask them the name of ax hombre witn whom Don Ygnacio ha, ever broken his word. Ask them the name of a man or woman to whom hl has ever related a secret. Ask thenr tne name of one, priest or other, tc whom he has repeated a word 'fron one p:erson' to another. Ask the Jesull fathers whether Don Ygnacio has eve, made confession to them-or to any one. Ask all of these questions, and then, if you find you can trust me, your word is my law. I can and will aid you. The government pledges you honor, promotion and recognition. The mine owners Iwill give you riches, but I offer you my life to do with as you Iplease until you shall have car ried out the proper plan. Make no mistake. I am not flattering to gain favor. Ask any one if I flatter. I speak rbluntly. You are under no obligations to trust me. Think it over." Miguel thought, made inquiries-and then sent for Ygnacio. ---- Out of the very rocks seemed to come the news that Diablo Amarillo would loot Ia Cruz mill, which is located six days' travel from Estan cia, by the slow4footed 'little pack ani mals that stagger up through the vol canic slide rook with their burden of gold and silver bar. The mill is lo cated now, as then, on the north bank of the swift-flowing 'Mayo, two miles from the mine and one mile 'above it. Between the mill and the mine there is a great chasm, and the gold-bear -- J Offered Castles a Block of Stock Suicide Had an Opportunity to Obtain Guaranty Trust Shares Before Harriman Bought. 1 NEW YORK, Sept. 16.-John B. 1 Castles, president of the Guaranty Trust company, who committed sui cide at the Grand Union hotel, was buried today. With reference to the Guaranty Trust company and its relations to Mr. Castles, Charles A. Peabody, president of the Mutual Life Insurance company of New York, said that last autumn this company offered to sell to Mr. Castles half its holdings of stock in the Guaranty Trust company at a price Mr. Castles thought too high. After considering he declined to make the purchase and subsequently the stock was sold to Mr. Harriman at the same price at which it had been previously offered to Mr. Castles. 1 Prior to the sale of the stock to Mr. lHarriman, said Mr. Peabody, Mr. Cas : tles had advised the Mutual Life of I his proposed resignation as president of the Guaranty Trust company. ing quartz is sent down by means of a suspended cable, which swings from steel towers above the forest, and over the great gulch, 1,600 feet deep- the last span being nearly 2,000 feet long. The loaded buckets going down on one side bring the empties up on the other by means of their greater weight. The manager of the mill, a strong boned Englishman, was forcing the plant. Orders from London required an extra dividend for Christmas dis tribution, and in order to accomplish it the bullion had to leave the mine the next day at noon to reach the mint in time for assay and sale, to be converted into sterling exchange and sent on in triplicate to London. Ygnacio would reach the plant at 11 o'clock the next morning with an ex tra large force and twice the usual inumber of (pack animals. The rumor t that the reduction works were to be looted had reached the manager, and all the windows were guarded, and as' fast as the molten metal was poured into the moulds and cooled it was placed in the sumnp of the mill-the last place that any one would think of looking for it. Then, if Diablo Amarillo attacked and overpowered them before the arrival of the bullion train, Ygnacio would know where to find the metal, for he had ,been told in advance. The terminal tender in the little house on top of the mill' was watch ing a flock of wild parrots slowly wing ing their way 'to tihe east, forming a gigantic letter S, when-his heart seemed to freeze. Coming down through one of the mountain passes, over the mass of broken porphyry, he saw the glint of the sunlight on the barrels of a dozen rifles, and promptly he pressed the electric 'button seven times. Down in the lower part of the mill a great gong responded. A moment later the stamps ceased to drop. The machinery paused. The workmen crowded to the windows. They all watched the armed -men come through the ,pass and disappear into a deep gorge. Armed, the mill men, reinforced by the night crew, waited for the attack. The sierras to the west, obstructing the light of the setting sun, cast a great shadow over the mill when a dark figure appeared at the 'foot of the trail and called out: "Buenos tardes." A shout of joy went tip and a mo ment later Don Ygnacio was fording the stream followed. by his horde of half naked, fully armed Indians, with eighty-odd pack animals. He had come a 'day ahead of time, to protect the ¶plant from the rumored attack of Diablo Amarillo. At noon the next day, with the bul lion strapped on' the animals and the savages trailing ahead of the train, to the warning cries of "matcho," and "mula." Don Ygnacio ,waved his hand with fine gravity, and shouting from the opposite side of the river, "adois," disappeared from view. Three hours later the men in the tower of the ,mill saw the pack train winding its way through the pass and cross to the other side of the mountain. -f It. was late in the afternoon, five days after this incident, than an In dian runner came into Estancia, di rect to the house of the presidente. A few monments later a mozo crossed to the casa of the jefe politico, who, with the alcalde, hurried to the 'presiden'te's residence. All Estancia was agog. What was the matter? This runner was from Don Ygnacio-Guadalupe, the son of Roberto Ahumado; indeed, he was well known in the.village. Then the alcalde came out and all Estancia was ordered within doors and instructed not to leave before dayli'aht the next morning. All Es tancia obeyed, and wondering, watch ed from the rooms behind the barred windows, until night came and the moon rose. While the shadow was yet on the plaza they observed several men carrying a litter, which was placed before the bust of Juares. Then, after throwing a blanket over it, they retired. Wondering eyes stared from the windows, and through the long hours that followed, watched for on the litter was .the form of a man. In the shadows that contrasted .o sharply with the moonlight, long after the cathedral bells had tolled the mid night hour, a man and a woman moved slowly across the open mpce, and from the darkness of the houses, all Estancia strained curious eyes. The couple paused at the litter. The man drew aside the blanket and the woman cried softly. Then, from all sides-they seemed to emerge from the moonbeams, so quietly did they come-men advanced, until a dozen or more stood about the couple, as yet unconscious of their presence. One, the presidente, spoke: "You heard the drdeir?" "What order, Don Miguel?" theman asked. "All have been ordered to remain in their houses until daylight." "I received no such order, Don Miguel." The presidente called to the al calde: "Do these people live here?" he asked. "SI, senor." There was no need of further de nial. "Why did you come?' again asked the presidente. "Oh," answered the women, "it is so sad that a young man should be dead." "How did you know he ,was young?" * "I thought so, I---" Turning to the old men he said: "Explain." The man was silent. >fa To a soldier he said: '.m "Take the man to the edge of the and town and shoot him-take the woman P- to prison." et "No, no," she screamed, "he my hwa husband, he is innocent. The boy on he was my son. 'He was innocent. ter He was too young to know, to under stand. It was a mistake-my husband ng- -he is all I have left. I will tell if the you will save him." red Later, in the ipresidente's officino, die. she told the story of the plan to at Lish tack the bullion train the day before, ine of the battle that followed, in which the her son lost his life, and of the flight be in which nearly all of the band of wd Diablo Amarillo had been wounded, on. driven pell mell through one of the 11 gorges, and escaped. ex- "And I know, even now, where they are hiding, 'Don Miguel-and all, all I nor twill tell, if you promise me my hom bre." 'a bre." Shortly after daylight, the house in d which Diasblo Amarillo had taken refuge was attacked, and the remnant of the band stamped out by the sol k diers, in the resistance that followed. And all the next day tIe people of Estancia honored Don 'Miguel. 'That night Ygnacio came. "You have done, senor, what all the 1 officers of the law have failed to dq. I congratulate you," said he. "But the credit, Don Ygnacio, is due to your strategy, your plan of luring Diablo A(mariho by the stories your circulated of the weakness of your 'following, the excessive bullion you were to carry, of the manner in which you plannet. through his own mem bers to have the attack made at a point of your own selection--all was your plan, remember. I am not un mindful. My part has been purely administrative. I have wired my friends my success, and to all I have given you credit for your daring and your skill, which is as it should be." "In which you 'were more generous than is usually the case of officers as higth as you are, Don Miguel. But even so, a wave of your hand, and you could have stopped it all and no one would, have blamed you. I marvel, if you pardon me, at the sacrifice you have made." "Sacrifioe? Why, man, I-" "Si, senor; you have gained wealth and honor, and, you have lost a bride- you sacrificed her to your duty. You will understand that I know much, senor, though I have said little. She was innocent, and so her estimable padre. They did not know that son and brother was in fact Diablo Amar illo himself and that the mine and the mill he operated ,was a subterfuge through which to market the bullion he had stolen on the trial. That you know, I could see the day you first met him and I saw that you suspected what I did, though he curled his lip and sneered at your Iplan. I sym pathize with you and congratulate you, Don Miguel, for, though you have lost a bride, for the killing of her brother, you have ridded the Sierras of a desperate character." Miguel watched Ygnacio pass out of the patio, and then he tore to pieces a telegram he was about to send, re signing the presidente of Estancia. -- Ygnacio paused under the shadow of the cathedral and laughed. "Fool," he thought. "What if he has sacrificed. Have I not sacrificed? For he will be credited by the senorita with having killed Jose, and she will therefore lose a most estimable hus band, and Don Juan will know, when he hears my name, that it was I who am responsible-and his life will be blieihted. And I am revenged, and that is as it should be, for I have brought sorrow to his, house, even as he brought sorrow to mine. But there -vengeance belongs to the savage. "Still," he reflected, "I am glad, for tonight, at least, that d am a savage." And he walked swiftly to his camp. For Ygnacio had been one of Maxi milian's trusted guards in the days of the empire.