IDENT 56
VII IN THE THROES OF REVOLUTION 64
VIII VIVA GENERALISSIMO PIEROLA 72
IX AMID THE DIN OF BATTLE 80
X WE MEET AGAIN, FELICITA 90
XI THE MASQUE BALL AT TIRAVAYA 98
XII COWARDLY ACT OF A VILLAIN 107
XIII MURDEROUS PLAN OF THE INSURGENTS 115
XIV FOR THE SAKE OF HUMANITY 125
XV IN DESPERATE STRUGGLE FOR LIFE 135
XVI THE SCREAMING WINDS OF NIGHT 143
XVII THE BARBARIAN MEETS HIS INGOMAR 151
XVIII ON SUNNY SEAS BOUND NORTH 159
XIX DEATH SHIPS OF THE SEA 167
XX A DAUGHTER OF THE CHEROKEES 176
XXI CARSON'S BLANK PAGES IN LIFE 185
XXII A VOICE FROM CENTURIES PAST 195
XXIII THE TWO OLD BLACK CROWS 205
XXIV THE RECKLESS HAND OF FATE 214
XXV CORDS OF LOVE ARE STRONG 223
XXVI WHEN THE DEATH GLOOM GATHERS 231
XXVII A NIGHT OF TRAGEDIES 240
XXVIII FROM OUT THE SHADOWY PAST 249
WHERE STRONGEST TIDE WINDS BLEW
I.
UNDER THE SWORD OF DAMOCLES.
We built our cabin high on the slopes of the Sangre de Christo range,
overlooking the broad, level San Luis Valley, in Colorado. At the rear
of the cabin rose a towering cliff or rather a huge slab of rock
standing edgewise more than two hundred feet high, apparently the
upheaval of some mighty convulsion of nature in ages gone. Near the
base of this cliff flowed a clear crystal spring.
Some hundred yards west of the cabin was the mouth of a tunnel into
which we had drifted with pick, shovel and giant powder, a distance of
300 feet in five months of hard toil. A trail led from the tunnel to
the cabin along the mountain side, which was thickly studded with tall
pines. Another trail led down the mountain slopes in a winding way to
the valley, almost a mile below. Ab
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