The Border Rifles: A Tale of the Texan WarAimard, Gustave
History
The Border Rifles: A Tale of the Texan War
Aimard, Gustave
Texas -- History -- To 1846 -- Fiction; Western stories
"I am doing so. A soldier against my will, General Rubio has entrusted
me with a dispatch for Captain Melendez, in which he gives him a place
of meeting, so as to avoid the Rio Seco, where the report runs that you
intend to ambush, in order to carry off the conducta."
"Ah, ah," the Jaguar said, becoming very attentive, "but how do you know
the contents of the dispatch?"
"In a very simple way. The General places the utmost confidence in me;
and he read me the dispatch, because I am to serve as the Captain's
guide."
"Then you are betraying your Chief?"
"Is that the name you give my action?"
"I am looking at it from the General's side."
"And from yours?"
"When we have succeeded I will tell you."
"Good," he carelessly replied.
"You have this dispatch?"
"Here it is."
The Jaguar took it, examined it attentively, turning it over and over,
and then prepared to break the seal.
"Stop!" the soldier hurriedly exclaimed.
"What for?"
"Because, if you open it, I cannot deliver it to the man for whom it is
intended."
"What do you mean?"
"You do not understand me," the soldier said, with ill-concealed
impatience.
"That is probable," the Captain answered.
"I only ask you to listen to me for five minutes."
"Speak."
"The meeting-place appointed for the Captain and the General is the
Laguna del Venado. Before reaching the Laguna there is a very narrow and
densely-wooded gorge."
"The Paso de Palo Muerto; I know it."
"Good. You will hide yourself there, on the right and left, in the
bushes; and when the conducta passes, you will attack it on all sides at
once; it is impossible for it to escape you, if, as I suppose, your
arrangements are properly made."
"Yes, the spot is most favourable for an attack. But who guarantees that
the conducta will pass through this gorge?"
"I do."
"What do you mean?"
"Certainly, as I shall act as guide."
"Hum! We no longer understand one another."
"Excuse me, we do, perfectly. I will leave you, and go to the Captain,
to whom I will deliver the General's dispatch; he will be compelled to
take me for his guide, whether we like it or not; and I will lead him
into your hands as surely as a novillo taken to the shambles."
The Jaguar gave the soldier a glance which seemed trying to read the
bottom of his heart.
"You are a daring fellow," he said to him, "but I fancy you settle
events a little too much as you would like them. I do not know you; I
see you to-day for the first time, and, excuse my frankness, it is to
arrange an act of treachery. Who answers for your good faith? If I am
foolish enough to let you go quietly, what assures me that you will not
turn against me?"
"My own interest, in the first place; if you seize the conducta by my
aid, you will give me five hundred ounces."
"That is not too dear: still, allow me to make a further objection."
"Do so, Excellency."
"Nothing proves to me that you have not been promised double the amount
to trap me."
"Oh!" he said, with a shake of the head.
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