Published by Good Press, 2019

       [email protected]

      EAN 4057664616739

Table of Contents

       ALCATRAZ

       CHAPTER I

       CHAPTER II

       CHAPTER III

       CHAPTER IV

       CHAPTER V

       CHAPTER VI

       CHAPTER VII

       CHAPTER VIII

       CHAPTER IX

       CHAPTER X

       CHAPTER XI

       CHAPTER XII

       CHAPTER XIII

       CHAPTER XIV

       CHAPTER XV

       CHAPTER XVI

       CHAPTER XVII

       CHAPTER XVIII

       CHAPTER XIX

       CHAPTER XX

       CHAPTER XXI

       CHAPTER XXII

       CHAPTER XXIII

       CHAPTER XXIV

       CHAPTER XXV

       CHAPTER XXVI

       CHAPTER XXVII

      CHAPTER

      I.—CORDOVA

      II.—THE COMING OF DAVID

      III.—CONCERNING FIGHTERS

      IV.—THE STRENGTH OF THE WEAK

      V.—RETRIBUTION

      VI.—FREEDOM

      VII.—THE PROMISED LAND

      VIII.—MURDER

      IX.—THE STAMPEDE

      X.—THE THIEF

      XI.—THE FAILURE

      XII.—FROM THE HIP

      XIII.—THE BARGAIN

      XIV.—STRATEGY

      XV.—THE KING

      XVI.—RED PERRIS: ADVOCATE

      XVII.—INVISIBLE DANGER

      XVIII.—VICTORY

      XIX.—HERVEY TAKES A TRICK

      XX.—THE TRAP SHUTS

      XXI.—THE BATTLE

      XXII.—MCGUIRE SLEEPS

      XXIII.—LOBO

      XXIV.—THE CRISIS

      XXV.—THE LITTLE SMOKY

      XXVI.—PARTNERS

      XXVII.—THE END OF THE RACE

      ALCATRAZ

       Table of Contents

       The characters, places, incidents and situations in this book are imaginary and have no relation to any person, place or actual happening.

CHAPTER I

       Table of Contents

      CORDOVA

      The west wind came over the Eagles, gathered purity from the evergreen slopes of the mountains, blew across the foothills and league wide fields, and came at length to the stallion with a touch of coolness and enchanting scents of far-off things. Just as his head went up, just as the breeze lifted mane and tail, Marianne Jordan halted her pony and drew in her breath with pleasure. For she had caught from the chestnut in the corral one flash of perfection and those far-seeing eyes called to mind the Arab belief.

      Says the Sheik: "I have raised my mare from a foal, and out of love for me she will lay down her life; but when I come out to her in the morning, when I feed her and give her water, she still looks beyond me and across the desert. She is waiting for the coming of a real man, she is waiting for the coming of a true master out of the horizon!"

      Marianne had known thoroughbreds since she was a child and after coming West she had become acquainted with mere "hoss-flesh," but today for the first time she felt that the horse is not meant by nature to be the servant of man but that its speed is meant to ensure it sacred freedom. A moment later she was wondering how the thought had come to her. That glimpse of equine perfection had been an illusion built of spirit and attitude; when the head of the stallion fell she saw the daylight truth: that this was either the wreck of a young horse or the sad ruin of a fine animal now grown old. He was a ragged creature with dull eyes and pendulous lip. No comb had been among the tangles of mane and tail for an unknown period; no brush had smoothed his coat. It was once a rich red-chestnut, no doubt, but now it was sun-faded to the color of sand. He was thin. The unfleshed backbone and withers