The Hero of Panama: A Tale of the Great CanalBrereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
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The Hero of Panama: A Tale of the Great Canal
Brereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
Panama Canal (Panama) -- Juvenile fiction
"Then we have merely to arrange the parts for the others. Miguel sees to
the horses. Our friend Alfonso, who made the arrangement with the
boatman, will be with Miguel, and will light a flare above Gatun at
seven in the evening, or sooner if he discovers that there is a
commotion. The two will then go to the farm, take the horses, and ride
towards Ancon. There is a spot at the bottom of a rocky hill, where the
road sweeps sharply round into the valley. My friends, we have all been
there before. It is there that we will meet when the work is finished.
Pedro and myself will take the money, then Pedro will carry it to the
horses. But I ought to have said that Alfonso and Miguel will not ride
towards Ancon with all the horses. They will leave three at the back of
Gatun, at a spot we can arrange upon. There Pedro will take the money
and load it on one of the horses. He will wait for me; I shall come, and
then we will ride to the place of meeting."
There were inquisitive glances thrown at the man by his comrades. The
question of the seventh horse again occurred to them. Jaime smiled when
he remarked their curiosity, and busily employed himself in rolling a
cigarette. It pleased him to watch his comrades as they endeavoured to
fathom his purpose.
"You ride to join Pedro after a while then?" queried the rascal Juan.
"What keeps you? Ah, I see it! A private grudge--that young fellow."
Jaime nodded easily, and smiled openly upon them all. "I have still some
work to accomplish," he said slowly. "You would not ask me to leave this
place allowing something to remain unfinished? Think for a moment. We
were comfortable and content here till that young dog pried into our
secrets. And what resulted? Three of us were arrested, and should have
been hanged perhaps by now had we not broken out of prison. Two of our
comrades were followed, and, though they were not killed, we have had
news that they were badly wounded. In addition, our game here was
spoiled for the time being. The officials locked their money up tighter
than ever, so that we had to move elsewhere in order to earn a living.
But that is all changed now; we are getting even with the fellows.
Already we have caused them much trouble, and now we will skin them of
every dollar, damage their works, and give this young dog such a lesson
that he will never interfere again. Good! It is fine to feel that the
day of reckoning has come at last. Juan, pass the bottle. With plans
like these to act upon a man requires a fillip."
Far into the night they sat discussing their rascally movements, and the
following day found all but Jaime abroad and active. That very
afternoon, in fact, Alfonso brought them information that a ship had
come into Colon bearing specie for the officials, money with which to
pay America's army of workmen.
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