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I didn't say you couldn't hunt for it; I only said I did not think it would be found. Lobarto hid it too well." "But, Daddy! you don't encourage us," cried Rhoda. "And we are all so interested. We want really to find the money so that Juanita and her mother need not be poor." "Well, well!" exclaimed the ranchman, "do you want me to go out and bury some money, so you can find it?" "No.
"Do you suppose," whispered Nan, "that those Mexicans have come over here for some bad purpose, Rhoda?" "Maybe they are bandits, like that Lobarto you told us about," said Grace. "Maybe they will bury treasure somewhere around here," Bess put in eagerly. "And I say, Rhoda: When are we going to get up that party to hunt for Lobarto's treasure?"
"Why, she doesn't know any more what you are talking about than I do," replied Rhoda Hammond, in wonder. "This girl," said Nan, "must mean the gold and silver and other things you said, Rhoda, that the Mexican bandit hid on your father's ranch somewhere." "Lobarto!" murmured Rhoda. "Dhat ees eet!" cried the Mexican girl. "Lobarto, dhe r-r-robber. Lobarto, dhe slayer of women and chil'ren! Ah!
Six years and more before she told this tale to the interested Nan and Rhoda, Lobarto became a scourge of the country about Honoragas. He attacked haciendas, stealing and burning, even maltreating the helpless women and children after killing their defenders.
It seemed quite probable that he should have sent word to his relatives in the South of the existence of his plunder and the place where he had been forced to cache it. When he was chased out of American territory, the treasure he had left behind would become a legacy for his relatives if they could find it and were as inclined to dishonesty as Lobarto himself.
"You're just spoofing us, aren't you, Rhoda?" drawled Amelia Boggs. "No, no. We do have Mexican bandits. There is Lobarto. He is no myth." "Fancy!" exclaimed one of the other girls. "A live bandit!" "Very much so," said Rhoda. "He has made us a lot of trouble, this Lobarto; although it has been six years since he came into our neighborhood last. He drove off a band of father's horses at that time.
But when they come over on this side of the Border they need just as close watching as a pack of wolves." "Are these men like that Lobarto you told us about?" said Walter. "Perhaps. Of course, I do not really know. Let us ride along, and when daddy overtakes us, I will tell him." Mr.
"She has been robbed by Lobarto, and she thinks your father has found the hidden treasure the plunder Lobarto left behind at Rose Ranch when he was driven off six years ago." "You know!" exclaimed the Mexican girl confidently. "How you know?" "I know what you think. But that doesn't make it so," returned Nan promptly. "I am sure she is not right in her mind," Rhoda sighed.
Then Frank was sent off on the swiftest pony to the ranch house to report to Rhoda's father, and to bring back a wagon in which to carry away the heavier ornaments and vessels that Lobarto had stolen from the churches in his own country. How the bandit had ever brought such a weight of treasure so far was a mystery. "And there's another thing," Bess Harley said, later.
"Why, if that Mexican we saw the man who lisped was looking for the buried treasure, perhaps it is right around that den. Maybe Lobarto hid it in that hole." "I told you that cave was haunted!" Grace cried. "They say when the old pirates buried their loot they used to leave a dead pirate to watch it," chuckled Bess.
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