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TUESDAY, JUNE 23, % 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. Low Cost of Living Menus BY MRS. RAY. WEDNESDAY. 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