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EIGHT The Land of Broken Promises ~=~ = =============== By DANE COOLIDGE A Stirring Story of the Mexican Revolution A story of border Mexico, vivid, Intense, such a« has never before been written, la this one of Ameri can adventurera Into the land of manana. Texan, mining engineer, Spanish aenor and senorlta, peon, Indian, crowd its chapters with clear-cut word pictures of busi ness, adventure and love, against a somber background of wretched armies marching and counter marching across a land racked by revolution and without a savior. f#ontinued from Yesterday.) ’'Heads! 5 bn called, without looking at It. "What, you got?" "Heads!" Answered Bud. and I’hll chucked his money Into the air again and laughed as It dropped Inin his palm. "Heads she Is again!" ho cried, showing the Mexican eagle; "I never did an* the time when I couldn't match you, anyway. So now, old socks, you can keep right on being a Texan and hating Mexicans like horny toads, and I'll denounce the Eagle Tall the min ute the time Is up. And I won't go near the Aragon outfit unless you're with me- is that a go? All right, shake hands on It, pard! I wouldn’t quarrel with you for anything!" “Aw, that's all right,” mumbled Bud, rising and holding out his hand "1 knoved you didn't mean nothing." He sat down again after that and gazed drearily out the door. “Say, Bud,” b«gan Phil, his eyes sparkling with amusement, "I’ve got something to tell you about that dance lant night. If I didn't put the crushor on Mr. FVlIz I,una and Manuel del Beyl Wow! 1 sura wished you were there to see me d<|>Ul “This Felix Bung II the son of an old sugar planter down In the hot coun try somewhere. He got run out by the rovoltosos and now he’s up here trying to mako a winning with Gracia Aragon—uniting two noble families, and all that Junk. Welt, sir, of all the conceited, swelled-tip little squirts you ever saw In your life he's the limit, and yet the old Infill kind of favors him. "But this Manuel del Rey Is the cap tain of the ruroJes around here and a genuine Mexican fire-eater all buck akin and fierce rnusUrhins. anti smells like chill peppers snd garlic -and the twro of ’em were having It back snd forth as to who got the next dance with Oracle. “Well, you know how It Is at a Mexi can danoe—everybody Is supp<wod to be Introduced to everybody else anti when 1 saw those two young turkey cocks talking with their hands and eyebrows and everybody else backing off, I stepped In close snd looked at tha girl. "And she's some girl, too, believe me! The higgled brown eyes you ever saw In your life, a complexion like cream, and hair- well, there never w-as such hair! She was fanning her self real slow, and In the language of Ut® fan that means: This don't Inter est me a bit!' Ho. Just to show her I was wise, I pulled out my handker chief and dropped It on the floor, and when she saw ms she stopped and be gan to count the ribs In her fan. That was my cue—lt meant she wanted to speak with me—so 1 stepped up ami said; " 'Excuse me, senorlta. but while the gentlemen talk—and If the eenom, your mother, will permit—perhaps we can enjoy a dance?' “And say. Bud, you should have seen tha way ahe rose to It. The girl la a ■port, believe me. and (he Idea of those two novlos chewing the rag while she aat out the dance didn't appeal to her At all. Bo she gars me her hand and away we went, with all (he old ladles talking behind their fans and Manuel del Rey blowing up like a volcano In a bunch of rarambos or worse. Gee. H was great, and she could dance like a queen. "But here's the Interesting part of ft—what do you think she asked me. after we'd had our lltlle laugh? Well. you don't need to get so grouchy about lt—ehe asked about you!" “Awl* “Ye*, ahe did! Bo you see what you get for throwing her down!’ “What did she ask?" "Well, she asked" —here he stopped and laughed—"she asked If you were a cowboy!" "No!" cried Bud, pleased In spite of himself; “what does she know about cowboy*?" “Oh. wise!" declared Phil; “•he'a been to school twice In I*>s Angeles and seen the wild west show. Yea. ■tr, she's Just like an American girl and speaks English perfectly. She told me she didn't like (he Mexican men—they were loc stuck on them selves- and say. Bud. when 1 told her you were ■ genuine Texas cowboy, what do you think she said?" "W*y, I don't know,” answered Bud. smiling broadly in anticipation; "what did sho say?" "She said she'd like to know you!" “She did not!" came back Bud with ■ugden spirit. Then he laughed the thought away, | a great burden seemed to he lifted | from heart, arid he found himself happy again. CHAPTER X. To an American, accustomed to get ting things done first and talking about it afterward, there Is nothing so subtly Irritating as the old-world formalism, the polite evasiveness of the Mexi j cans; and yet, at times, they can speak ■ to the point with the best of us. For sixty days Don (Mprlano Aragon had smiled and smiled and then, sud denly, as the last day of their mining permit passed by and there was no record of a denouncement by Cruz Mendez, he appeared at the Eagle Tall mine with a pistol In Ills belt and a triumphant sneer on his lips. Behind him rodn four Mexicans, fully armed, ami they made no reply i to Dc Barney's polite “Buenos dias!” "Take your poor things," burst out i Aragon, pointing contemptuously at their tent and beds, "and your low, Itelndo Mexican and go! This mine no longer stands In the name of Cruz Mendez, and I want It for myself! No, not a word!" he cried, as De I.ancey i opened hla mouth to explain. "Noth ing! Only go!” "No, sennr," said Hooker, dropping : his hand to his six shooter which hung low by his leg and stepping forward, "we will not go!” "What?" stormed Aragon, “you— ’’ 1 "Be careful there!" warned Bud. suddenly fixing his eyes on one of the four retainers. "If you touch that gun | I'll kill you!” There was a pnnse, In which the Mexicans sat frozen to their saddles, and then De l-am ey broke the silence. “You must not think, Senor Ara gon,” he began, speaking with a cer tain bitterness, “that you can carry your point like this. My friend here Is a Texan, and If your men stir he will kill them. But there Is a law In this country for every man—what Is It that you want?” "I want this mining claim," shouted Aragon, “that you have so unjustly ta ken from me through that scoundrel Mendez! And I want you to step aside, so thut I can set up my monu ments and take possession of It" "The Honor Aragon has not been to the agente mineral today," suggested I>e lomcey suavely. "If he had taken the trouble he would not—” "Enough!” cried Aragon, still trying to carry It off cavalierly; "I sent my servant to tha mining agent yeHterday and he reported that the permit had lapsed." "If he had taken the pains to In quire for new permits, however,” re turned De laurey, “he would have found that one has been Issued to me. 1 am now a Mexican citizen, like your self." "You!" screamed Aragon, hie eyes bulging with aatuulßhment; and then, finding himself tricked, he turned sud denly upon one ot hi. retainers and struck h!m with hla whip. "Hon of a goat!" ho stormed. "Pig! Is this the way you obey my orders?" But though he raved and scolded, he had gone too far, and there was no putting the blame on hla servant. In his desire to humiliate the hated grtn . “No, Ssnor," Sold HooKor, Dropping Hl* Hand to Hl* Six-Shooter. Roa he had thrown down alt hie guards, and even l>e Lancay u« all too clear ly what hi* Intentions in the matter had been. • Spare your cursing, Senor Aragon,” he *aid. “and after this," he added, “you can save your pretty word*, too —for somebody elsa We shall re main here and hold our property.” “Hal You Atusrtcausl" exclaimed Aragon, as he chewed bitterly on his defeat “You will rob us of every thin*—eren our government So you are a Mexican dtixen. eh? You must value thjjf barren nrnie vetj highly to Author of -THE FIGHTING FOOB," "HIDDEN WATERS," "THE TEXICAN," Etc. Illustrations by DON J. LAVIN iCopyright, 1911. by Frank A. Munsey.) give up the protection of your govern ment. But perhaps you are acquainted with a man named Kruger?” he sneered. "He would sell his honor any time to defraud a Mexican of his rights, and 1 doubt not it was he who sent you here. Yes, 1 have known It from the first—but 1 will fool him yet! "So you are a Mexican citizen, Senor De Bancey? Bien, then you shall pay the full price of your citizenship. Be fore our law you are now no more than that poor pelado, Mendez. You cannot appeal now to your consul at Gads den you are only a Mexicah! Very well!" He shrugged his shoulders and smiled significantly. “No,” retorted De Bancey angrily; "you are right I caunot appeal to my government! But let me tell you some thing, Senor Mexirano! An American needs no government to protect him — he has Ills gun, and that is enough!" “Yeg,’ added Bud, who had caught the drift of the last, “and he has bis friends, too; don't forget that!" He strode over toward Aragon and men aced him with a threatening finger. “If anything happens to my friend," lie hissed, "you will have me to whip! And now, senor," he added, speaking In the idiom of the country, "go with God—and do not come hack!” "Pah!" spat back Aragon, his hate for the pushing foreigner showing In every glance; “I will beat you yet! And I pray God the revoltosos come this way, 1/ they take the full half of my cattle —so long as they get you two!" "Very well,” nodded Bud as Aragon and his men turned away, “but be careful you do not send any!" "Good!" he continued, smiling grim ly at the pallid Phil; "now we got him where we want him —out' In the open. And I’ll just remember them four pal sanos he had with him —they’re his handy men, the boys with nerve—and don't never let one of 'em catch you out after dark." De Bancey sat down on a rock and wiped his face. "Heavens, Bnd,” he groaned, “I never would have believed It of him — I thought he was on the square. But It Just goes to prove the old saying— every Mexican has got a streak of yel low In him somewhere. All you've got to do Is to trnst blm long enough and you'll find It out. Well, we're hep to Mr. Aragon, all right!” "I never seen one of the«e potlta, palavering Mexicans yet.” obnerved Bud sagely, “that wasn’t crooked. And this feller Aragon Is mean, to boot But that's a game,” he added, "that two can play at. I don't know how you feel, Phil, but we been kinder creeping and slipping around so long that I’m all cramped up Inside. Never suffered more In my life than the last sixty days—being polite to that damn Mexi can. Now It's our turn. Are you game?" "Count me Ini* cried De Loncey, rtstng from his rock. “Whst*s the play ?" "Wall, we’ll go Into town prettjr soon,” grinned Bud, "and If I run across old Aragon, or any one of them four bad Mexicans, I'm going to make a show. And ae tor that big biindie dog of his- -well, he*e sure going to get roped and drug If he don't mood his ways Come on, let's ketch up our horses and go In for a little *lrael" *TU go yon!" agreed Phil xrlth en thusiasm, and half an hour hater, each on his favorite horse, they were clat tering down the canyon. At the turn of the trail, where It swung Into the Aragon lane. Hud took down hla rope and smiled In anticipation. “You (o on ahead.” he Hid, shaking out his loop, “and Fll try to put ths catgut on Hrtndle.'’ “Off like a flash I “ answered Do lance*, and. putting; ths spurs to his fiery bay, he went dashing down ths street, scattering chickens »iyt hey* In all directions. Hehlnd came Hud, rolling Jovially In his saddle, and as the dogs rushed out after his pardner he twirled bis loop onoe and laid It skilfully across the big brtndle** back. Hut roping dogs is a difficult task at beet, and Hud was out of practise. The sudden blow struck Hrlndle to the ground and the loop cams away un filled. The Texan laughed, shifting In his saddle. “Coma again!” commented Bud, leaning sidewise as he colled hit rope, and as the womenfolk and idlers came rushing to see what had happened he turned Copper Bottom In his tracks and came back tike a streak of tight “Look (*ut you ugly man's dog!” he shouted, whirling hie rope as he rode; and then, amid a chorus of Indignant protests, he chased the yelping Hrlndle down the lane and through a hole In the lance. Then, with no harm dona he rode beck up the street, smiling amtahly and looking far mors dogs to rope. In the doo of the store stood Ara gon. pals with fury, hut Bud appeared not to see him. Hit eywe were turned rather toward the house where, on ths edge of the veranda Oracta Aragon and bur mother stood etarlng at bis antics “flood morning to you. ladles!" he s-illited, taking est his sombrero wtib fHE AUGUSTA HERALD, AUGUSTA, GA. 'a flourish; "lovely weather, ain't It?” And with his tongue in his cheek and a roguish glance at Aragon, who was struck dumb by this last effrontery, he went rollicking after his pardner, send ing back a series of Joyous yips. “Now that sure does me good,” he confided to Phil, as they rode down between cottonwoods and struck Into the muddy creek. “No sense in It, but it gets something out of my system that has kept me from feeling glad. Did you see me bowing to the ladles? Some class to that how—no? You want to look out—l got my eye on that gal, and I'm sure a hard one to head. ! Onl£ thing is, I wouldn't like the old man for a father-in-law the way mat | ters Btand between us now.” He laughed boisterously at this wit ticism, and the little Mexican chil dren, playing among the willows, crouched and lay quiet like rabbits. Along the sides of the rocky hills, where the peons had their mud-and rock houses, mothers came anxiously to open doors; and as they Jogged along up the river the Chinese gar deners, working In each separate nook and eddy of the storm-washed creek bed, stopped grubbing to gaze at them Inquiringly. "Wonder what's the matter with them chinks?" observed Bud, when his happiness had ceased to effervesce; ' they sit up like a village of prairie dogs! Whole country seems to be on the rubber neck. Must be something doing,” “That's right,” agreed Phil; "did you notice how those peons scattered when I rode down the street? Maybe there's been some lnsurrectos through. But say—listen!" He stopped his horse, and In the silence a bugle-call came down the wind from the direction of Fortuna. “Soldiers!” he said. "Now where did they come from? I was In Fortuna day befors yesterday, and —well, look at that!” From the point of the hill Just ahead of them a line of soldiers came Into view, marching two abreast, with a mounted officer In the lead.. (To Be Cjutinued Tomorrow.) Annual Meet of Georgia | Bar Ass’n on at Tybee Savannah, Ga. —The annual meeting 1 of the Georgia Bar Association is being held at Tybee Island. The meeting was i ailed to order this morning by Robert j t\ Alston, of Atlanta, the president, i who read his annual address. It dealt i with the development of the federal : constitution. The principal address of ! the meeting is to be delivered by Judge Alex P. Humphrey, of Louisville, Ky„ j who will speak upon "The Court of Terror " He is to deal largely with the beheading of Marie Antoinette. Raw- 1 yers from all sections of the state are I present for the purpose of attending the meeting. 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