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The Land of Broken Promises
■ - —By DANE COOLIDGE=
A Stirring Story of the -the fighting fool,” “hidden waters,-
“THE TEXICAN,” Etc.
Mexican RevOllltion Illustrations by DON j. lavin
Astory of border Mexico, vivid,
Intase, such as has never before
beei written, Is this one of Ameri
can adventurers into the land of
maena. Texan, mining engineer,
Spalsh senor and senorita, petbn,
Indin, crowd itsr chapters with
cler-cut word pictures of busl
rfes, adventure and love, against
• amber background of wretched
arnles marching and counter
maching across a land racked by
revlution and without a savior.
(Coitinued from Yesterday.)
"Mfell,” went on De Lancey, his
voicequavering at the reproof, "I was
going to tell you, if you’ll listen to me.
Somkiody saw us there and told Ara
gon-ihe shut her up for a punishment
and be slipped me out a note —well, I
coulb’t stand it—l hired the string
band and we went down there in a
backto give her a serenade. But this
cad, Manuel del Rey, who has been
actiig like a jealous ass - all along,
swoiped down on us with a detach
men of his rurales and took us all
to jil. He let the musicians out the
nextmorning, but I’ve been here ever
einc.”
“les, and what are you charged
witt?” demanded Bud brusquely.
"Irunk,” confessed Phil, and Bud
gruited.
“luh!” he said “and me out watch
ing hat mine night and day! ”
"♦h, I know I’ve done you dirt,
Bud” wailed De Lancey; “but I didn't
meat to, and I’ll never do it again.”
"lever do what?” inquired Bud
rou;hly.
"j won’t touch another drop of
boae as long as I’m in Mexico!” cried
Phi. “Not a drop!”
‘\nd how about the girl?” continued
Bui inexorably. "Her old man was out
ant tried to ’jump our mine today—
hot about her?”
"Veil,” faltered De Lancey, "I’ll—
she-' 1 *
'You know your promise!” reminded
Bus f
Tea; I know. But —oh, Bud, if you
kmw how loyal I’ve been to you—if
yoi knew what offers I’ve resisted —
thi mine stands in my name, you
kn»w."
Well?”
Well, Aragon came around to me
la* week and said if I’d give him a
has interest in it he’d —well, never
mhd —it was a great temptation. But
dli I fall for it? Not on your life! I
knv you, Bud, and I know you’re hon
es—you'd stay by me to the last
dich, and 111 do the same by you.
Bit I’m in love, Bud, and that would
mJte a man forget his promise if he
wisn't true as steel.”
Tee,” commented Hooker dryly. "I
dm’t reckon I can count on you much
fnm now on. Here, take a look at
ths and see what you make of it.” He
daw the piece of ore that he had
tacen from Aragon from his pocket
aid held it up in the moonlight. “Well,
fel of it, then,” he said. “Shucks, you
otght to know that piece of rock, Phil
—it's the first one we found in our
mne!”
'No!” exclaimed De Lancey, start-
Int back; "why—where’d you get it?”
'Never mind where I got it!” an>
■vered Hooker. "The question is;
rWh»t did you do with It?”
'Well, I might as well come through
wth it,” confessed Phil, the last of bis
insurance gone. "I gave It to Gracia!”
‘And I took It away from Aragon,"
<xntinned Bud, “while he was digging
•one more chunks out of our mine. So
thtt Is your Idea of being true as steel,
Is It? You’ve done noble by me and
Kuger, haven't you? Yes, you’ve been
a rood pardner, I don’t think!”
Well, don't throw me down. Bud!”
plskded Phil. "There’s some mistake
sonewhere. Her father must have
fotnd It and taken It away! I’d stake
mj life on It that Gracia would fever
be ray me!” ”
Well, think It over for a while,”
siggested Bud, edging his words wltn
sarcasm. “I'm going up to the hotel!”
‘No; come back!” cried De Lancey,
cltmorlng at the bars. "Come on
bek. Bud! Here!” he 'said, thrust
ing his hand out through the heavy
Inns* iTO give you my word for It
won t see her again until we get
otr title! Will that satisfy you? Then
gve me your hand, pardner—l'm sorry
you wrong!”
”It ain't me," replied Hooker sober
V. as he took the trembling hand; ‘it's
Lruger. But’lf you’ll keep your word,
'MI. maybe we can win out yet. I'm
;olng up to find the comlsarlo.”
A brief interview with that smiling
Individual and the case of Phil De
Lancey was laid bare. He had been
Manuel del Rey for the hand of Gra
cia Aragon, and his present Incarcera
tion was not only for singing rag-time
beneath the Aragon windows, but for
trying to whip the captain of the ra
mies when the latter tried to place
him under arrest.
And De Lancey was the prisoner not
of the comlsatlo, but of the captain of
the ramies. Sore At heart. Bud rode
up through the MexTcan~quarters to
the cuartel of the rurales, but the cap
tain was iribxorable.
"No, senor,” be said, waving an elo
quent finger before his nose, "I cannot
release your friend. No, senor!”
"But what is he charged with?” per
sisted Bud, "and when is his trial?
You can’t keep him shut up without a
trial.”
At this the captain of the rurales
lifted his eyebrows and one closely
waxed mustachio and smiled mysteri
qusly.
“Y como no?” he inquired. "And
why not? Is he not a Mexican citi
zen?”
“Well, perhaps he is!” thundered
Bud, suddenly rising to his full height,
"but I am not! I am an American,
eenor capitan, and there are other
Americans! If you hold my friend
without a trial I will come and tear
your jail down —and the comisario will
not stop me, either!”
“Ah!” observed the dandy little cap
tain, shrugging his mustachio once
more and blinking, and while Hooker
raged and forth he looked him
over appraisingly.
"One moment!” he said at last, rais
ing a quieting hand. “These are peril
ous times, senor, in which all the de
fenders of Fortuna should stand to
gether. I do not wish to have a dif
ference with the Americans when Ber
nardo Bravo and his men are march
ing to take our town. No, I value the
friendship of the valiant Americans
very highly—so I will let your friend
go. But first he must promise me one
thing—not to trouble the Senor Ara
gon by making further love to his
daughter!”
“Very well!” replied Bud. “He has
already promised that to me; so come
on and let him out.”
“To you?” repeated Manuel del Rey
with a faint smile. “Then, perhaps—”
"Perhaps nothing!” broke in Hooker
shortly. "Come on!”
He led the way impatiently while
the captain, his saber clanking, strode
out and rode beside him. He .was not
a big man, this ,swaejiing captain of
the rural police, but he was master,
nevertheless, of a great district, from
Fortuna to the line, with a reputation
for quick work in the pursuance of his
duty as well as in the primrose ways
of love.
In the insurrections and raidings of
the previous summer he had given the
coup de with his revolver to
more than one embryo bandit, and in
his love affairs he shown that he
could be equally summary.
The elegant Feliz Luna, who for a
time had lingered near the charming
Gracia, had finally found himself up
against a pair of pistols with the op
tion of either fighting Captain del Rey
or returning to his parents. The young
man concluded to beat a retreat. For
a like offense Philip De Lancey had
been unceremoniously thrown into
jail; and now the capitan turned his
attention to Bud Hooker, whose mind
he had not yet fathomed.
“Excuse me, senor,” he said, after a
brief silence, “but your words left me
in doubt—whether to regard you as a’
friend or a rival.” .
"What?” demanded Bud, whose
knowledge of Spanish did not extend
to the elegancies.
“You said,” explained the captain
politely, “that your friend had prom
ised you he would not trouble the lady
further. Does that mean that you are
interested in her yourself, or merely
that you perceive the hopelessness of
his suit and wish to protect him from
a greater evil that may well befall
him? For look you, senor, the girl is
mine, and no man can come between
us!”
"Huh!” snorted Bud, who caught
the last all right. Then he laughed
shortly and shrugged hie shoulders. “I
don’t know what you’re talking about,”
he said gruffly, "but he will stay away,
all right.”
"Muy bien,” responded Del Rey care
lessly and, dismounting at the jail, he
threw open the door and stood aside'
for his rival to come out.
“Muchaß graclas, senor capitan,” sa
luted Bud, as the door clanged to be
hind his pardner. But Phil still bristled
with anger and defiance, and ths cap
tain perceived that there would be no
thanks from him.
"It ie nothing,” he replied, bowing
politely, and something in the way he
said it made De Lancey choke with
rage. But there by the carcel door
was not the place for picking quarrels.
They went <o the hotel, where Don
Juan, all apologies for his apparent
neglect—which he excused on the
ground that De Lancey had been held
Incomunicado— placated them as best
he could and hurried on to the news.
“My gracious, Don Felipe," he cried,
“you don’t know how sorry I was to
see you in jail, but the captain's or
ders were that no one should go near
you—and in Mexico we obey the ru
rales, you know. Otherwise we are
placed against, a wall and ehot.
"But nave you heard the news from
down below? Ah, what terrible times
they are having there —ranches raided,
women stolen, rich men held for ran
som! Yes, it is worse than ever! Al
ready I am receiving telegrams td pre
(Copyright. 1914. by Frank A. Mnnsey.)
pare rooms ror tire refugees, and TEe
people are coming in crowds.
"Our friend, the Senor Luna, and
his son Feliz have been taken by Ber
nardo Bravo! Only by an enormous
ransom was he able to save his wife
and daughters, and his friehdß must
now pay for him.
"At the ranch of the rich Spaniard,
Alvarez, there has been a great battle
in which the red-flaggers were defeat
ed with losses. Now Bernardo Bravo
swears he will avenge his men, and
Alvarez has armed his Yaqui work
ing. *
"He is a brave man, this Colonel
Alvarez, and his Yaquis are all war
riors from the hills; but Bernardo has
gathered all the insurrectos in the
country together—Campos, Rojas, the
brothers Escaboza —and they may
crush him with their numbers. But
now there is other news—that they
are marching upon Fortuna and El
Tigre, to seize the mines and mills
and hold the rich American companies
up for ransom.
"No, senores, you must not return
to your camp. Remain here, and you
shall still have your room, though
Spanish gentlemen sleep on the floors.
No, allow me, Don Felipe! I wish to
show you how highly I value your
friendship! Only because we cannot
disobey the rurales’did I suffer you to
lie in jail; but now you shall be my
guest, you shall —”
"Nope,” answered Bud; “we’re safer
out at the mine.”
He glanced at De Lancey, in whose
mind rosy visions were beginning to
gather, and he, too, declined—with a
sigh.
"Make it a bed for the night,” he
said. “I’ve got to get out of this town
before I tangle with Del Rey again and
find myeelf back in jail. And now lead
me to it—l’m perishing for a bath and
a sleep !”-
They retired early and got up early
—so. Bud was haunted by fears. But
as tney passed through Old Fortuna
the worst happened to him —they met
Gracia, mounted on a prancing horse
and followed by a rural guard, and she
smote him to the heart with a smile.
It was not a smile for Phil, gone
astray and wounding by chance; it
was a dazzling, admiring smile for
Bud alone, and he sat straighter in his
saddle. But Phil uttered a groan and
struck his horse with the quirt
"She cut me!” he moaned.
"Aw, forget it!” growled Bud, and
they rode on way In silence.
CHAPTER XVI.
At their camp by the Eagle Tall
mine, even though they held it still
and were heirs to half its gold, the
two pardners were glum and sorrow
ful. The treacheries which Bud had
forgiven in a moment of exaltation
came back to him now as he brooded;
and he eyed his friend askance, as it
wondering what he would do next.
He recaJled all the circumstances of
their quest—the meeting with Kruger,
Phil’s insistence on the adventure, the
oath of loyalty which they had sworn;
and then the gradual breaking down
of their brotherly devotion until now
they were strangers at heart.
Phil sat by himself, keeping his
thoughts to himself, and be Btood aloof
while he waited for the worst to hap
pen.
From the first day of their under
taking Hooker had felt that it was un
lucky, and now be knew that the end
was coming. His friend was lost to
him, lost alike to a sense of loyalty
and honor; he gloomed by himself and
thought only of Gracia Aragon.
The oath which Phil himself had
forced upon Bud wae broken and for
gotten ; but Bud, by a sterner standard,
felt bound to keep bis part One thing
alone could make him break it —hie
word to Henry Kruger. The Eagle
Tall mine he held in trust, and half
of it was Kruger's.
"Phil," he said at last, when hie
mind was weary of the ceaseless grind
'of thoughts, "I believe that mineral
agent la holding back our papera. I
believe old Aragon has passed him a
hundred or eo and they’re in cahoots
to rob us. But I'll tell you what I’ll
do —you give me a power of attorney
to receive those papers for you, and
I’ll go in and talk Dutch to the whole
outfit.”
"What do you want to do that for?"
demanded De Lancey querulously.
"Why can't you wait a while? Those
papers have to go to Moctezuma and
Hermoaillo and all over the City of
Mexico and back, and it .takes time.
What do you want to make trouble
for?”
"Well, I’ll tell you, Phil,” answered
Bud honestly. "I've got a hunch if we
don't grab them papera toon we won’t
get 'em at all. Here these rebels are
working closer all the time, and Ara
gon Is crowding us. I want to get title
and turr it over to Kruger, before w*
lose out somewhere."
"What’e the matte* with hie going
In and talking to the agent?” suggest
ed Phil. Then, as he saw his part
ner's face, he paused and laughed bit
terly.
"You don't trust me any more, do
you, Bud?" he said, .
THE AUGUSTA HERALD, AUGUSTA, UA.
"Well, it ain’t that so much,” evaded
Hooker; “but I sure don't trust that
Manuel del Rey. The first time you
go into town he’s going to pinch you,
and I know it.”
“I'm going to go in all the same,”
declared De Lancey, “and if the little
squirt tries to stop me —’’
“Aw, Phil,” entreated Bud, "be rea
sonable, can't ye? You got no call to
go up against that little feller. He’s a
bad actor, I can see that, and I believe
he’d kill you if he got the chance. But
wait a little whilo—maybe he’ll get
took off in the tights this summer!”
“No, he’s too cursed mean for that!”
muttered De Lancey, but he seemed
to take some comfort In the thought
As for Bud, he loafed around for a
while, cleaning up camp, making
smoke for the absent Yaqqul, and look
ing over the deserted mine, but some
thing in the changed atmosphere made
him restless and uneasy.
"I wonder where that dogged In
dian went to,” he said for the hun
dredth time, as the deep shadows
gathered in the valley. "By Joe, Phil,
if Amigo comes back I’m going to go
ahead on that mine. I want to keep
him around here, and* we might as
well get out some ore, if it’s only for
a grub-stake. Come on—what do you
say? We’ll open her up—there’s noth
ing to hide now. Well, I'll do it my
self, then—this setting around is get
ting on my nerves.”
His far-seeing eyes, trained from his
boyhood to search the hills for cattle,
scanned the tope of the ridges as he
spoke; and while he sat and pondered
they noted every rock.
Then at last he rose up slowly and
gazed at a certain spot. .He waved
his arm, beckoning the distant point
of blackness to come in, and soon
from around a point in the canyon the
Yaqui appeared, bearing a heavy Mau
ser rifle on hlg arm.
(To Be CjAlinued Tomorrow.)
BIDS FOB NEW
FIREJGIS
Two 00 Horse Power, Six
Cylinder Machines to be In
stalled at the Engine House
on Central Avenue.
Bids will be opened within the
next few days by the fire committee
of thp city council for the equipment
or the gixth Ward engine house,
Troupe Street ar.d Central Avenue.
Bids have been requenteq on a 90-
horsepower six-cylinder combination
chemical and hook and ladder.
The meeting of the fire committee
is scheduled for tomorrow, but Chair
man R:iworth is out of the city ani it
vill not lie held until he returns
The fire engine house will be com
pleted within the next 60 doys, T. O.
Brown & Son, contractors, having the
work, and the building will be very
pretty, indeed
SUIT OVER THE TWINS.
Atlanta, Ga.—Mrs. R. E. Law has
filed H spit for $25,000 against the Geor
gia Children's Home Society as another
Step in their long battle to obtain pos
session of their B-year-old twin boys.
Morion and Thomas. The parents charge
til ” they have, been denied the pri
vilege of Seeing the children, which are
in the possession of the home. The
two boys were taken from their parent*
some time ago by the Juvenile court of
Savannah. A habeas corpus petition
to recover them is now pending in the
local courts.
*ir..on, S2O 00, $25.00 Suita; Hart,
Schaffner & Marx make. F. G,
Mertlns.
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