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TRUE BLUE. your hands the greatest Spanish Victory |< of the war!”’ | : | ‘You have all arranged ?”’ ‘(Ask Vizel here!” as “Then——”’ te The conversation dropped to a Joy hum. In vain Clif Faraday strained hj, hearing. Pe What was the consummation of some diabolical plot against the American | caulp, was evidently scored amid whis. }fo pered consultation, the rustling of paper, J f0 appearance at this lonely spot of a er Spanish official—at this hour of i night, for the purpose of meeting thls unsavory villain. A It could only involve some vast mili- tary exigency, and Clif, feeling that he edged upon some episode of mew rare importance, curbed the promptings of impulse, and determined to wait, listen, aud act only in the capture of Parr when he more fully comprehended the entire situation. expected visitor. . A = * ; . aa x ay ~~ r\ ees » £ 4 \ a ¢ . < we - r a »* . £ - ° o%, a tb » Yl ‘ _ . rr. ~ mm 2 i ~ 4 . * ar . ~ aed ’ ‘ es - ’ man closely cloaked, evidently feeling himself out of place and anxious to shield his identity, as if he was up to some undignified or criminal proceeding. The three entered the house. The Bp A ae Ne tee Oe OR senge = pF * Was saying. tion.” ‘And your part of it?” ‘Open the way, and leave tliat to us. You are sure of your ground ?”? ‘What! with €very nook and corner of the American camp free to my view for over three days???” ‘*That is true. Ing ??? “At midnight.” ‘You are to act on the minute ?”? “It is the- one the most propitious. Were ever affairs better arranged to strike _ afatal blow? The money, general, or its _ assurance, and I practically deliver into c¢ : I agree to your proposi- ™ — s > ay * - 7 7 ‘ My » . {CaS UP Tee yet ee ay ~ 2 ba . > al It 1s to-morrow even- — a ee - ot * F in ae 4 ~ —_ - > e.* < i, Ly >< . | P 1 ~ A - ’ 7) ip Os 7 Cad ° > ,. « - a , i a «- s * ¢ _ (oe ren Hye F av Flew as The two men moved away a little dis- tance asif in the hopes of meeting the Then Clif fancied he detected a quick hail. With no little eagerness he watched the return of the party, now, judging THE OLD ACTOR’S CURSE. —bank notes or their equivalent. Then followed the shuffling of feet. “At midnight I act!’? Clif heard Parr once more proclaim. “At midnight we move, then. The rocket signal. from Vizel, you have the 7 SHG <4 from voices, he heard, augmented to same, my man? Bes tr three. ‘As furnished. It shall fly to warn pate All that Clif, saw as the trio advanced, you the minute our friend here gives the eee of its new accession, was a tall, stately word.” ‘“Then all is settled. Itis a fearfy] alternative, but Spain’s last gasp, and when all ts over and done, who will know??? ~ “Who, indeed!” jeered David Parr, a real Spanish general was presented. to the venturesome scout of the navy. For a second Clif seriously entertained the thought of following the Spaniard. As, however, he, Parr, and the fellow they had designated as Vizel, passed through the doorway and away from the house, a whistle satisfied Clif that the Spanish general was signalling an escort, hot having come unattended : He saw Parr and Vize] halt, turn and retrace their steps towards the hut. “Get ready!? was what the renegade said as he entered the house. : He had seated himself, and judging from his companion’s avaricious: face a PR F- , —, 2 Jt? - lantern was taken from the window and with a malevolent chuckle. : set on a table in the room beyond, ———. - Up to that window Clif now stole, CHAPTER IX : determined to be as near as possible to * tie actors in what he judged might turn oN CLOSE COMPANZ, out to be decidedly interesting conversa- There was a mdvement towards the ee tion. | door of the hut, and Clif Faraday glided . It was so, in fact. The very first words back to the shelter and shadow of the tree | of the general, low but distinct, satisfied stump. & the naval scout that he had done well to Some lively ideas ran riot in the active | S linger and watch. brain of the naval officer. di 4a Let us be brief,” the Spanish officer The tempting opportunity of capturing § ‘ Tn