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to prevent your going to South America, in
an airship or in any other way."
"It's just the airship they've been after so far," Leroy interrupted. "They
haven't troubled us--and they'd better not!"
"I imagine," said the lieutenant, gravely, "that their activities will
broaden out as they get warmed up to their work. Understand? What I
mean is this: You boys are risking your lives in undertaking this
mission. You will be followed and spied upon from the minute you
leave San Francisco, and the chances will be all against you when you
reach your field of operations. Even the Government cannot protect you
in your undertaking, for the Government is not supposed to know
anything about this case."
"We are to do something by stealth, then, which the diplomats of the
State department are too cautious to undertake?" asked Ned.

"That is it exactly," was the reply. "If the State department should take
cognizance of the situation down there and make any sort of a demand,
war would be certain to follow in case the demand was denied, which it
would be. Therefore, the State department does not wish to make a
demand. Still, the American who is in trouble must be protected. You
are to go and get him out of his dungeon, or wherever he may be, and
the Department of State will wink at what you do and look innocent."
"Aw, why don't they send a warship to do the job?" demanded Jimmie.
"Because," replied the lieutenant, "Uncle Sam has taken the republics
of South America under his protection, and he does not care to spank
them in the presence of all the nations of the earth! He wants to get this
man Lyman--Horace M. Lyman, to be exact--out of the clutches of a
crooked gang in Paraguay without wasting money and lives. Hence the
arrangement with you boys."
"I have read something about the Lyman case," Ned observed, "but I
have forgotten all the material points, I guess."
"Lyman," Gates went on, "took up his residence in Paraguay some
years ago and opened negotiations with the government for a cattle
concession. The lands known as the 'Chaco' district, lying between the
Paraguay and Pilcomayo rivers, are said to be the best for grazing
purposes in all South America. Years ago they were considered
worthless swamps, but this is all changed now.
"Well, Lyman entered into negotiations with the president of this
alleged republic and got his concession. There is no knowing how
much he paid for it, for every new president of Paraguay--and they
have new ones quite frequently down there--seems to do business on
the theory that what he doesn't get while the getting is good he never
will get at all. There have been four or five new official heads of this
alleged republic within a couple of years.
"The country is on the verge of revolution most of the time and as the
army goes so goes the election. Jara was made prisoner last July, and
one Rojes put in power. Now, in order to keep in good standing with

the army, the government is obliged to have generals who are loyal to
whoever is in power. These generals must be paid for their services, of
course.
"It seems that Lyman fell under the displeasure of one of these
powerful military chaps, probably because he refused to give up all his
profits in the cattle business. Anyway, Lyman disappeared from home,
quite suddenly, and his manager was notified that settlement could be
made with one Senor Lopez, an army chief, said to be a relative of a
former president. So Lopez was appealed to.
"Now Lopez is a slippery chap. He denied knowing anything about
Lyman, but declared that unless the cattleman appeared shortly and
took up his work on the cattle concession the grant would be taken
from him. That is like South American justice. Lock a man up and then
deprive him of his rights because he can't appear and claim them!"
"Must be a fine healthy country!" Jimmie interposed.
"It is all of that," laughed the lieutenant. "Then this manager, I think his
name is Coye, appealed to the United States consul and the consul to
the president. Nothing doing! Lyman, they insisted, had not been
molested by the authorities. But Lyman's people in this country are
kicking up an awful row, and something must be done.
"There is no doubt that the cattleman, is locked up in some of the old
military prisons of the country, yet the State department can't get him
out. The president offers any assistance in his power, of course! Lopez
weeps when the matter is mentioned to him--weeps at the unfounded
suspicions which are being cast upon him! So there you are! The only
hope