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AFOUL m^VILIAS J$W 'w c George B. sg®r* Rpdney SYNOPSIS. — 2 —• Automobile of Miss Dorothy Upton and friend, Mrs. Fane, breaks down at New Mexico border patrol camp commanded by Lieutenant Kynaston. The two women are on way to mine of Miss Upton’s fa ther, located a few miles across the Mexi can border. Kynaston leaves women at his camp while he goes with a detail to investigate report of Villa gun runners. Some people think that the average kind of patriotism is a queer thing. For instance, up to the time that Villa raided Co lumbus, N. M., American gun and ammunition traders sold munitions to the bandit on the sly and Villa used this material to shed innocent American blood. Do you think those mu nition “runners” are traitors, or merely “good business men?” CHAPTER I—Continued. Day after day he had sat by his tent watching the little parties of rebel horse riding the line on the lookout for the Americans who should succeed In evading the law that prohibited gun running; for in those days almost any one would take a chance with a rifle worth its weight in coined silver and cartridges selling openly for fifteen cents apiece. And gun running was made easier by the reason of the fact that the smuggler must be caught red handed in the act of carrying the arms across the very line itself; for any American citizen could legally own a thousand rifles within ten feet of the boundary. “It’s the same old tale, of course,” reflected Kynaston as he trotted lei surely down the gentle slope that led to the Santa Mesa flats, from which the land sloped south to the Great Ranges, where the miners were pray ing for peace that should allow them to work undisturbed the great ore beds that held the wealth of the ages. “Twenty miles, I suppose, and then a ride back — What is it, corporal?” Corporal Welsh had come back from the “point” of three men that was riding in advance of the party to give timely warning of any rebels who might be on the road. "It’s firing, sir, I think, off to the southeast. Listen, sir.” It was firing beyond a doubt. The men sat with intent faces, listening to the sporadic sputter of the shots. The scratch of a match as a man lit a ciga rette broke the silence. Kynaston raised his right hand over his head, the fist clenched, and raised and lowered it quickly thrice. The little squad automatically formed in column of twos and broke into a steady trot, following closely on the heels of their officer as he pushed on up the valley which, they well knew, opened out beyond the trees. Up, up, up they pushed till the live oaks gave place to pinyon pines, and the pines to bowlders. There, where the rocks ran out into scrub and the red earth showed like a blood-stain against the setting sun, they saw and heard again the cause of the firing. Far away against the southern sky they saw the tall hats of the Villa revolutionists ouUined among the grass stems and the dark shadows of the mesquit. Occasional flashes of red fire from the summit of the hill showed where their line was formed. Instinctively, Kynaston looked for the men at whom they were firing. To his left he saw a stirring among the boulders; even as he watched he saw the defenders move out in an attempt to gain the American side of the line. There were about twenty of them; they came down the hillside as a tree falls, intent only on gaining the sure refuge of the line of pollard willows that marked the limit of Mexican ter ritory. That the Villistas were after them could not be doubted, for the rush of maddened horsemen swirled down the hill as chips suck into a whirlpool. The fleeing Carranzistas, seeing the intent in their enemies' gait, and knowing right well what would happen should they come to hand grips with their pursuers, poured across the international line almost in front of Kynaston. The leader, a very much bedraggled captain of infantry, came forward somewhat breathlessly. "Ser.or captain, I kiss your hands and feet!” Kynaston had the grace to look at those selfsame hands and feet, and, seeing that they were in condition to be embraced as was suggested, grinned behind his hand as he made answer: "I am very glad to meet you. You are familiar, I presume, with the re quirements of international law when an armed party crosses the line of a neutral state? Surrender must be made at once, and your party will be interned at some point to be desig nated later by the proper authorities.” ‘‘Of a certainty!” He reached back and, unhitching his silver-mounted machete, swung it forward gracefully. “Senor,” he said, "behold my little eword!” “Confound your little sword, sir. I don’t see why the deuce you people can’t have your fights so far within your own borders that we will not have to mount guard over you. Every blessed one of you, when he starts a fight, gets one foot on the American line and then thumbs his nose at the other party. If you did it twenty miles south of the line you’d be caught. Gather up those pack mules, cor poral.” The three loose pack mules, which had been flogged down the hill by their owners last they, too, should fall into the hands of the pursuing party, were grazing peacefully at the line, eagerly snatching such mesquit beans as they could reach. Corporal Welsh rounded them up and was driving them well into Amer ican territory when a shout from the pursuing party made him turn. An officer clad in a French military cap, a JVlexican blouse, very dirty white trousers, and straw slippers, rode for ward, saluting Kynaston punctiliously. “I have the honor to request, sir,” he said courteously, “that in accord ance with the terms of the treaty that has existed between our two countries the raiders who have just crossed into American territory be turned back to answer to Mexican law.” “They’ve got a job, sir,” comment ed Corporal Welsh. “They ain’t got no law except what they make whiles you wait.” "I am sorry, sir, but it is impossible —that is, unless they desire to be re turned to Mexican control.” Kynaston’s eyes twinkled as he so berly asked the refugee officer if he desired to be so returned. In answer, that gentleman, standing not upon ceremony, openly bolted fifty yards farther into American territory. The American cavalrymen grinned appre ciatively. “If you cannot deliver the prison ers I make formal requisition on you, senor, for the loads of those pack mules. Those men have come from General Zapata in the south and have looted as they came. Houses, men, women, and children; aye, senor, and Swept Off His Sombrero in an Ex aggerated Bow. even the convents have not been sa cred from them. "Money, jewels, and treasures have they taken, and they have left the land bare behind them as the rice fields of the South when the the langostas has passed. "I ask that this loot be returned to me to be returned to the men who owned it. That mule yonder is loaded with the treasure that they have sto len for the purpose of using it to buy arms and ammunition to help their tottering cause.” He pointed to the pack mule as he spoke, and Kynaston saw that the aparejo fairly bulged with ill-concealed packages that showed plainly as the animal swayed to and fro, rubbing its sides against a tree. "Sorry, old fellow, but I can't help you there, either,” he said pleasantly. "I can’t rob Peter to pay Paul—more especially,” he added sotto voce, "as I am morally sure that Paul, is about ten degrees worse than Peter. “Gather up the outfit, corporal, and take their arms and ammunition. Take the bolts out of their rifles and stow all the ammunition near my sleeping place. We’ll make camp here tonight and get back to our camp after moon rise.” So they got their supper cooked by greasewood fires, and, after letting their horses rest a couple of hours, set out on the back trail. The little party of escaped federals was under careful guard, for Kynaston well knew that, given the chance, they would give him the slip and scatter on Amer ican soil. They would not dare to escape di rect to Mexico again, for there they would be shot on sight; but in the I nc iwuiiuaa EINTftKFKISE, .DOUGLAS, GEORGIA. United States almost any Mexican In habitant whose sympathies lay with Carranza would give them shelter and food till the chance should come to smuggle them oack to the federal forces. Kynaston was very glad at heart when, topping the long ridge, his pris oners sauntering behind him, he sight ed the camp fires of his permanent camp. CHAPTER 11. The Emerald Bell. The desert dawn was breaking when the little squad of cavalrymen rode up to their old camp. As he came down the hill Kynaston could see the gray blur down in the valley that told him that the man had not yet returned with the new gear that should repair the motor and allow his visitors to leave. Not wishing to wake his guests, Ky naston stood by the fire, where break fast was cooking, rolling a cigarette, waiting till the stirring notes of the mess call should tell the camp that their meal was ready. The first note brought Dorothy from the tent. Smiling her welcome, she came forward with outstretched hand. For answer Kynaston motioned to the little group of prisoners, who were intently watching the cooks, eager for the first really square meal in days. “Oh!” Dorothy walked daintily for ward, drawing her skirts more closely about her as she edged into the lit tle group and addressed one of the men in the vernacular. “Cual distancia de su casa?” (“How far are you from home?”) she asked. Instantly the man sprang to his feet and swept off his -.ojabrero in an ex aggerated bow. “Muchas gracias, senora! It is not often that it is given to prisoners to have a beautiful Woman express sym pathy for them. We are five hundred miles from home indeed, we loyal Mexicans have no homes. When we cross the border, driven across the line after fighting valiantly, our prop erty is confiscated.” A rumble of mutterings from the others attested the truth of this. “Good morning, everybody!” cried Mrs. Fane, joining the party. “What’s up, Mr. Kynaston?” “Good morning, Mrs. Fane!” said the lieutenant. “Nothing in particu lar up; just showing off my prisoners, that’s all.” He told how the little group of fed erals had surrendered to him, and ac quainted her with their complaint of persecution. “It’s a shame!” cried Mrs. Fane. “It’s a wicked shame that when these people wage a legitimate war to sup press rebellion the revolutionist party should confiscate their little property while they escape across the line to save their lives. What is it, Mr. Ky naston?” For Kynaston was openly grinning. ‘‘l’ll tell you. I used to sympathize with them myself before I got to know them. You see, what they tell you is only half the truth, Mrs. Fane. Ask him”—Kynaston pointed to the offi cer —” if his property is not going to be confiscated by the rebels after due process of law because the law pro vides that the property of any person in the state who shall seek refuge in another country is confiscated.” The officer nodded and spat vigor ously. *“Por vida! These rebels are dogs who live on the offal that their chiefs throw them. Loot, pillage, and plun der! They know no laws, senora.” "Poco a poco,” said Kynaston, still grinning. "The truth of the matter is that when Huerta was in power and the revolution was young, the federals passed a law which they called 'the law of the absent ones’ —to translate freely—which was aimed especially against the rebels. By the terms of that law if any person should take refuge on the American side of the line, refusing to submit to Mexican law, his property should be confis cated.” “Exactly what be says,” began Mrs. Fane scornfully. "Precisely. But when Carranza and Villa broke and Carranza took over the government, the federals began to come across the line, and the revolu tionists began to put in force the law that Huerta had passed.” "Ah, I see!” Dorothy joined Ky naston in a smile at the good lady’s look of enlightenment. "I suppose we may as well have breakfast, sergeant, if it is ready. Keep the prisoners away from those pack mules. I’ll examine the packs after we have eaten. Who is that coming down the slope?” Dorothy and Mrs. Fane -both eager ly looked out across the desert in the direction of Kynaston’s pointed finger. Far away against the dead brown of the mesa slope, where the bowlders gave way to red earth and pinyon pine, they saw the figure of a man toiling his way painfully down the hillside, seeking by the aid of a long stick to learn the devious turns of the tortuous trail. "Why, he’s blind!” Kynaston started forward. "Look! See how he pokes forward for each step before he moves his feet; may be sand blindness. “Send a man over there, sergeant, to help him down into the camp. Up on my word. Miss Upton, I am seeing more excitement in the past twenty four hours than I have ever seen be fore along this part of the line. Let’s go to breakfast.” What part in this affair of love and intrigue do you think the aged blind man will play? (TO BE CONTINUED.) EXPERIENCE OF THOSE WHO RAISE SQUABS - " Carneaux and Runt Cross Pigeons. (Prepared by the United States Depart ment of Agriculture.) In order to secure the benefit of the practical experience of those who raise squabs for profit, both on a large scale and in small lots, the poultry investigations branch of the United States department of agriculture ad dressed a list of questions to a large number of breeders. The pigeon breeders showed a good spirit of co operation and 22 breeders who keep from 300 to 2,200 pigeons, and a large number of those who keep less than 300 pigeons answered the questions. Tho following summary of the replies is taken from Farmers’ Bulletin No. 684, “Squab Raising.” The large breeders reported keeping the Homer and Carneaux varieties almost exclusively for squab raising, with a comparatively small number of the Dragon, Maltese Hen, and White King mentioned. All except one breed er kept their pigeons confined. The birds were mated at from five to seven months old, the average mating age being 6.7 months. Wheat, corn, kafir corn, Canada peas, millet, and hemp were the grains most commonly fed, while a number of other grains, including peanuts, grass seed, oats, buckwheat, sunflower seed, rice, Egyptian corn, cowpeas, and milo maize were also used. About one-half of the breeders reported the use of some kind of green feed, including a wide range of such material. The use of rock salt was reported by one half of the breeders, loose table salt by one-fourth, and table salt baked into a hard lump by the rest. About 16 per cent used some extra feed, such as millet or hemp seed, during the molt ing period, while several who did not use any special feed for assisting the , _,„4X'y CS' Runt Cross. molt supplied these grains in their reg ular rations. On6-third used hoppers in feeding the pigeons. About one-half supplied tobacco stems as the entire or for part of the nesting material, and hay and straw were commonly used, while others used pine needles, cut pea-vines, and alfalfa stems. One-half reported free dom from all diseases and about one fourth gave canker as a common cause of sickness. The average annual profit per pair of breeders varied from 32 cents to $3, and averaged $1.52; the feed cost from 95 cents to $2, with an average of $1.32. All sold squabs for market. The average price for the year received per dozen squabs varied from $2 to $4.62, and averaged $8.43. The number of squabs marketed from each pair of pigeons varied from 10 to 20, and averaged 13.1; the weight per dozen squabs varied from 6 to 11 pounds, and averaged 9 pounds. Squabs were marketed at four weeks, except from two farms, where the average age of marketing was given as four and one-half weeks. Data Secured From Small Breeders. A large number of replies were re ceived from breeders who kept less than 300 pigeons. Their answers in general agreed with those from the large pigeon breeders, although they were more varied. Many farmers ob jected to pigeons, claiming that they carried diseases and all kinds of ver min among stock and fowls, dirtied cisterns used for holding rainwater, and ate grain from the fields and barns. A very few farmers stated that the pigeons were beneficial to the farms and ate many weed seeds. The number of pigeons in farm sections not kept confined was reported to be diminishing greatly as the country be came more thickly settled Other varieties of pigeons men tioned, in addition to those reported from the large pigeon farms, were the Runt and the common pigeon. A few breeders separated the sexes during the molting period; that is, during late summer and early fall. Slightly more than one-half allowed their pigeons free range. Barley, rye, sorghum seed, and prepared mixed pigeon feeds were additional feeds mentioned. Most farmers who did not keep their pi geons confined fed only grains -which they raised, such as 'orn, wheat and oats. Twelve per cen nixed fine salt with grit and oyster snell, and 6 per cent fed the salt dissolved in the drinking water. Oyster shell and grit were supplied by most breeders. A few used special tonics during the molting period. Only 33 per cent re ported the use of tobacco stems or leaves, as against 50 per cent among the larger breeders. The diseases most frequently men tioned were canker, going light, and roup. The principal method of treat ment was prevention; by keeping ev everything clean, using disinfectants freely, and killing sick or diseased pigeons. Remedies mentioned for pre venting sickness were the use of kero sene oil, permanganate of potash, lime, copper sulphate, carbolic acid, quassia chips, epsom salts, Venetian red, tinc ture of gentian, or a tonic in the drink ing water. Dry sulphur and diluted peroxide of hydrogen were used in treating canker, and kerosene oil for roup. A few allowed diseased pigeons their freedom when they had been kept confined. About one-fourth re ported some loss from rats, but most of the larger breeders made their pens rat-proof. Losses from hawks and cats were reported in some cases where the pigeons were allowed their freedom. The average yearly profit from each pair of breeders varied from 20 cents to $7.50, and averaged $2.29. Tho profit from breeders who sold stock largely for breeding purposes varied from $lO to S2O per pair. Tho average yearly feed cost per pair varied from 40 cents to $4, and averaged $1.32. Fifty-five per cent sold squabs for mar ket only, 33 per cent both for market and as breeders, and 12 per cent for breeders only. The number of squabs marketed from each pair of breeders varied from 5 to 22, and av eraged 13.8; the weight per dozen squabs varied from 4 to 18 pound”, and averaged 10.1 pounds. Squabs were marketed at from 3 to 6 weeks; the average being 4.2 weeks. The aver age price for the year received per dozen squabs varied from 60 cents to $6 and averaged $3.01. LEGS AND LIVER OF CHICKEN Make Hens Scratch for Their Food, Advises Poultry Expert—Fat Fowls Make Records. There is a correlation between the legs and the liver of a chicken. Liver activity is absolutely necessary for egg production, so make the hens scratch for their food, is the advice of N. L. Harris, superintendent of poul try, Kansas State Agricultural college. “All grains should be fed in a deep litter,” says Mr. Harris. “Oat straw or alfalfa hay is good for this purpose. Hens should be fed liberally but should not be fed until they are willing to work for their food.” There is an old-time fallacy that a hen can become too fat to lay. Ex periments have been carried on to de termine the laying ability of fat and lean hens, and in every instance the fat hens have outlaid, the lean ones. The egg begins its formation with the yolk, which is practically all fat, and so it is absolutely essential that a hen have excess fat before eggs are formed. A hen does not cease laying from an oversupply of fat, in the opin ion of Mr. Harris, but because her legs and liver are not working to their full j capacity. SHIPMENT OF DAMAGED EGGS May Be Basis of Proceedings Under Pure Food and Drugs Act, Rules Department. The United States department of agriculture has given notice that the interstate shipment of bad eggs may be made the basis of proceedings un der the pure food and drugs act. This applies only when the eggs are to be used for food purposes. When they are to be used for tan ning or in other technical ways they may be shipped interstate, provided they are denatured in such a way that they are worthless for food purposes. —1 Mm ****<_;A :.«i 26 children were poisoned last year in only 11 states Fly Poison Kills More Children Than All Other Poisons Combined For Safety’s Sake, Use 2© Is there in your home, anywhere within baby’s reach, a saucer of arsenic poisoned paper floating in water, or a cau with a sweetened poisoned wick? During 1915. 26 cases of fly poisoning were reported from 11 states; in 1914, 46 cases from 11 states. Fly poison kills more children than all other poisons combined. 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