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on a large plantation near there.
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Saturday, but it is expected the
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joined the Union. Scripture read
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ing officers ware installed for the
ensuing term by special deputy G
C. Waller:
J. E Greer, N. G.
E. L. Ware, V. G.
1. H. Sehon, Jr., Sec'y
H. W. Impson, Treas.
W. L. Moses, Warden.
G. C. Waller. Conductor.
A. P. Holtsford, Chaplain.
R. J. Bernard. R. S. N. G.
L. C. Sharp, L. S N. G.
I G. Sehon, R. S. V. G.
A. P Phillips. L. S. V. G.
T. P. Millstead, R. S S.
L M. DeSpain, L S S.
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by Mrs. Flora Cargill. Theofficert
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Mrs. Dona Holtsford, V. G.
Mrs. May Claybaugh. Secy.
Mrs. Florence Sharpe, Treas.
Miss Minnie Sehon. Warden.
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Mrs. Marie Impson, R. S. V. G.
Miss Mabel Lucas. L. S. V. G.
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roe
The Land of Broken Promises
A Stirring Story of the
Mexican Revolution
=By DANE COOLIDGE=
Author of
"THE FIGHTING TOOL," “HIDDEN WATERS,
“THE TEXICAN,” Etc.
Illustrations by DON J. LA YIN
^o«%vrirht. 1914 bv F^nk A. Munsr^ ‘
A story of border Mexico, vivid.
Intense, such as has never before
been written, is this one of Ameri
can adventurers into the land of
manana. Texan, mining engineer,
Spanish senor and senorita, 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.
On every trip, coming and going, he
had conned the Aragon house from the
vine-covered corredor in front to the
walled-in summer garden behind, hop
ing to surprise a view of the beautiful
daughter of the house. And unless ru
mor and I)oj\ Juan were at fault, she
was Indeed \vo>thy of his solicitude—
a gay and sprightly creature brown
eyed like her mother and with the
same glorious chestnut hair.
Already those dark, mischievous
eyes had been busy and, at the last
big dance at Fortuna, she had set
many heads a whirl. Twice within two
years her father, in a rage, had sent
her away to school in order to break
off some ill-considered love affair; and
now a battle royal was being waged
between Manuel del Key, the dashing
captain of the rurales stationed at
Fortuna, and Felix Luna, son of a rich
hacieudado down in the hot country,
for the honor of her hand.
What more romantic, then, than that
a handsome American, stepping grace
fully into the breach, should keep the
haughty lovers from slaying each
other by bearing aft the prize himself?
So reasoned Philip De Lancey, mus
ing upon the ease with whicli he could
act the part; but for prudential pur-»
poses he said nothing of his vaunting
ambitions, knowing full well that, they
would receive an active veto from Bud.
For, while De Lancey did most of
the talking, and a great deal of the
thinking for the partnership, Hooker
> ^ t v jy
“By What Right Do You Taka Pos
session of My Mine?”
v.-as not lacking in positive opinions:
and upon sufficient occasion lie would
express himself, though often with
more force than delicacy. Therefore,
upon this unexpected sally about the
girl, Phil changed the subject abruptly
and said no more of Aragon or the
hopes within his heart.
It was not so easy, however, to avoid
Aragon, for that, gentleman had appar
ently taken the pains to inform liim
. 11 f as to the place where they were
it work, and he was waiting for them
in the morning with a frown as black
as a thunder cloud.
“He's on!" muttered Phil, as they
drew near enough to see his face.
“What shall we do?"
“Do nothing,” growled Bud through
ids teeth; “you jest let me do the talk
ing!” r '
lie maneuvered his horse adroitly
and. with a skilful turn, cut in be
tween his pardner and Aragon.
“ 'S dlas,” he greeted, gazing down
In burly defiance at the militant Ara
gon; and at the same moment he gave
De Lancey’s horse a furtive touch with
his spur.
“Buenos dlas, senores!” returned
Aragon, striding forward to intercept
tliciii; but as neither of the Americans
looked back, lie was ten siauuing in
the middle of the street.
“That's the way to handle ’im,” ob
served Hooker, as they trotted briskly
down the lane. “Leave 'im to me!"
"it’ll only make him mad," objected
De Lancey crossly. “What do you
want to do that for?”
“He’s mad already,” answered Bud.
“I want to quarrel with him, so he
can't aflk us any questions. Get, him
so mad he won’t talk—then it’ll be a
fair fight and none of this snake-in-the
grass business.”
“Yes, but don’t put it on him,” pro- (
tested De Lancey. “Let him be
friendly for a whljo^ if he wants to."
■ Can't be friends," said Bud lacon
ically; "we jumped his claim.”
"Maybe he doesn’t, want it," sug
gested Phil hopefully. “He's dropped
a lot of money on it."
“You bet he wants ft,” returned
Hooker, with conviction. "I'm going
to camp out there—the old boy is
liable to jump us.”
‘ Aw, you’re craay, Bud!" cried Phil;
but Hooker only smiled.
“You know what happened to Kru
ger,” he answered. ‘Til tell you what,
vp got to keep our eye open around
here.”
They rode on to the mine, which
was only about five miles from For
tuna, without discussing the matter
further; for, while Phil had generally
been the leader, in this particular case
Kruger had put Mud in charge, and
he seemed determined to have his
way so far as Aragon was con' erned.
In the ordering of supplies and the
laying out of development work he
deferred to Phil in everything, but for
tactics he preferred his own judgment.
It was by Instinct rather than rea
son that he chose to fight, and people
wife follow their instincts are hard to
change. So they put in the day in
making careful measurements, ac
cording to the memoranda that Kru
ger had given them; having satislied
themselves as to the approximate :
locality of the lost vein, they turned i
hack again toward town with their
heads full of cunning schemes.
Since it was the pleasure of the
Senor Aragon to make war on all
who entered his preserves, they check
mated any attempt on his part to
locate the lead by driving stakes to
the north of their ledge; and, still fur
ther to throw him off, they decided to
mark time for a while by doing dead
work on a cut. Such an approach
would be needed to reach the mouth
of their tunnel.
At the Fame time it would give
steady employment to Mendez and
keep him under their eye, and as soon
as Aragon showed his hand they could
make out their final papers in peace
and send them to the City of Mexico.
And not until those final papers
were recorded and the transfer duly
made would they so much as stick
a pick into the hillside or show a
lump of quartz.
But for a Spanish gentleman, sup
posed to be all supple curves and sinu
ous advance, Don Cipriano turned out
somewhat of a surprise, for when they
rode back through his narrow street
again he met them squarely in the
road and called them to a halt.
“By what right, gentlemen—” he de
manded in a voice tremulous with
rage “—by what right do you take
possession of my mine, upon which I
have paid the taxes all these years,
and conspire with that rogue, Cruz
Mendez, to cheat me out of it ? It.
is mine, I tell you, no matter what the
agente mineral may say, and—"
“Your mine, nothing!” broke in
Itooker scornfully, sjteaking in the
ungrammatical border-Mexican of the
cowboys. "We meet one Mexican—
he shows us the mine- that is all. The 1
expert of the mining agent says it is
tacant—we take it. Stawano!"
lie waved the matter aside with
masterful indifference, and Aragon
burst into a torrent of excited Span
ish.
“Very likely, very likely," comment
ed Bud dryly, without listening to a
word: "si, senor, yo plenso!"
A wave of fury swept over the Span
iard's face at this gibe and lie turned
suddenly to De Lancey.
"Senor," he said, “you seem to be a
gentleman. Perhaps you will listen to
me. This mine upon which you are
working is mine. I have held it for
years, seeking for the lost vein of the
old padres. Then the rebels came
sweeping through the land. They stale
my horses, they drove off my cattle*,
they frightened my workmen from the
mine. I was compelled to flee—myself
and my family—to keep from being
held for ransom. Now you do me the
great injustice to seize my mine!”
“Ah, no, senor,” protested Pe Lan
cey, waving his finger politely for si
lence, "you are mistaken. We have
Inquired about this mine and it has
been vacant for some time. There is
no vein—no gold. Anyone who wished
could take it. While we were pros
pecting we met this poor one-eyed
man and he has taken out a permit.
to explore it. So we are going to dig
—that is all.”
“Put, senor!" burst out Aragon—and
he voiced his rabid protests again,
while sudden faces appeared in ti e
windows and w ide-ey od peons stood j
gawking in a crowd. But De Lancey was ;
equally firm, though lie glimpsed for
the first, time the adorable face of I.a
(iracia as she stared at him from be
hind the bars.
"No, senor,” he said, “you are mis
taken. Tlie land was declared forfeit
for non-payment of taxes by the min
ister of Fomonto and thrown open
for location. We have located it—that
Is all.”
For a minute Don Ciprlano stood
looking at him, his black'eyes heavy
with rage; then hie anger seemed to
fall away from him and he willed tin*
sweat from his brow.
very well, ne said at last, ' I per
ceive that you are a gentleman and
have acted in good faith it is only j
that that fellow Mendez has deceived
you. Let ft pass, then—1 will not
quarrel with you, my friend—-it is the
fortune of war. But stop at my store
w hen you go by and come and see me.
It is indeed lonely here at times, and
perhaps I can pass a pleasant hour
with yon. My name, sener. is Hon
Oipriano Aragon v Tres Palacios —and
yours?"
He held rut his band with a little
gestu re.
"Philip Be Lancey,” replied Phil,
clasping the proffered hand; and witli
tnmy expressions of goodwill and
esteem, with a Innehing <f hats and a
wiggling of fingers from the distance,
they parted, in spite of Hud, the best
of friends.
CHAPTER VIII.
There are some peojilo In this world
with whom it seems impossible loquar
rel, notably the parents of attractive
daughters.
Perhaps, If Gracia Aragon had not
been watching him from the window
Philip De Lancey wQuld not have been
quite so cordial with her father—at
least, that was what Hooker thought, .
and he was so badly peeved at the
w-ay things had gone that he said it,
too.
Then, of course, they quarreled, and,
one thing leading to another, Phil t Id
Bud he had a very low way of speak
ing. Bud replied that, whatever his
deficiencies of speech might be, he
was not fool enough to be drawn in
by a skirt, and Phil rebuked him again.
Then, with a scornful grunt. Bud
Hooker rode on in alienee and they
said no more about it.
It was a gay life that they led at
night for the Fortuna hotel was tilled
with men of their kind, since all the
staid married men had either moved
across the line with their families or
were under orders to come straight
home.
In the daytime the hotel was nearly
deserted, tor every man in town was
working for the company; but in the
evening, when they gathered around
tiie massive stove, it was a merry com
pany indeed.
There were college men, full of good
| stories and stories not so good, world
I wanderers and adventurers with such
tales of the East and West as never
have been written in books, t ut not a
college boy could match stories with
Phil I)e Lancey, and few wanderers
there were who could tell him any
thing new about Mexico. Also, when
it came to popular songs, he knew
both the words and the tune. So he
was much in demand, and Don Juan
paseed many drinks acrbr.s the bar be
cause of him.
In all such festivities the two pnrd
nors stayed together; Pud, with a
broad, indulgent grin, listening to tbo
end, and Phil, his eyes alight with
liquor a*mi good cheer, talking and
laughing far into the night.
Outside the winter winds were f- «
cold and the Mexicans went wrapped
to the eyebrows; but within the merry
company was slow to quit, and Phil, j
making tip for the lonely months 1
when he had entirely lacked an audi
ence, sat long in the seat of honor and
was always the last to go.
But on the evening nfter their spat
Bud sat off to one side, and even Phil s
sprightly and ventriloquistie conversa
tion with the little-girl behilid-the-door
called forth only a fleeting smile.
F.ud w'as thinking, and when en
gaged in that arduous occupation even
the saucy little girl behind the door
could not beguile him.
But, after he had studied it all out
and come to a definite conclusion, he
did not deliver an ultimatum. The old.
good-natured smile simply came back
to his rugged fare; be rolled a cigar
ette; and then for the rest of the eve
ning he lay back and enjoyed the
show. Only In the morning, when
iiey went out to the corral to got their
horses he carried his v.ar-bag with
him and. alter throwing the saddle on
Copper Bottom, he did the same for
their spare mount.
“What are you going to park nut.
Bud?" Inquired I’hil, and l!u<i slapped
his canvas-covered hod lor an answer.
Then, with a heave, lie snaked it out
of tiie harnessrooin where it had been
i*ored and slung it deftly across the
jack-saddle.
“Why, wliat'e the matter?" said Tin
Lancey, when they were ou their way;
“don’t you like the hotel?”
“Hotel's fine,” coneuded Bud, “but T
reckon I'd better camp out at the
mine. Want to keep my eye on that
Mexican of ours."
"Aw, lie's all ft'ghf!” protested Phil.
“Sure,” ^tid Bud; ' t ain’t afraid
he'll steal something—but he might
lake a notion to quit the country.”
"Why, what for?" challenged I>o
Bare ey. “lie's got hi? wife and’family
here."
“That'S nothing—to a Mexican!"
countered Bud. "BuJ I ain't figuring i n
t'ae excuse he'd give—that won't buy
me nothing—what I want to do is to
keep b in from going. Because if va
less that Mex now, v. o lose our mine."
“Aik!—”
••:;o 'and' to it,” said Dud doggedly.
"We ain't going to lose him.”
“Cut if v. e did ” persisted De Lan
cey, "vhy, then y >u thin*;—”
"Your frier.d would get it,” finished
Hooker grimly.
“Ah, 1 see.” nodded Do t.ancey,
noting the accent on "friend.’' ' You
don't approve of my making friends
with Aragon.”
"Oh. that's nil right," shrugged the
big cowboy; "it won't make i. • diff r
nee i ow. Do ah«: 1. If you went to.”
“Von menu you can get along w>th
mt me?”
" .’ answered ,. ”1 don'* mean
nothing—except whnt I sav. If yen
want to palaver around with Aragon,
go to it. I'll round up M> nd ‘z and his
family and k°*'|> ’em liplii there at the
mine until we get them papers signed
—after tIii»t 1 don't cate what hap
pens.”
“Oh. all right," murmured Do Pan
coy in a subdued tone; but if bis con
seiem e smote him for the moment it
did not lead to Hie making of any sen
timental New Year's resolutions, for
lie stopped when he came to the store
and exchanged salutations with Ara
gon. who was lounging expectantly be
fore his door.
"Puenos dins, Don Ciprinno!” he
hailed. "How are you this morning?"
"Ah, good morning, Don Felipe," re
sponded Aragon, stepping forth from
the shadow of the door. "I ain very
well, thank you and you?”
"The same!” answered Phil, a« If it
were a great piece of news. “It is fine
weather—-no?”
"Yes, but a little dry!" said Aragon,
and so they passed it back and forth
in the accepted Spanish manner, while
Bud hooked one leg over the horn of
his saddle and regarded the hacienda
with languid eyes.
But as his gaze swept the length of
the vine-covered corredor it halted for
a moment and a slow smile came over
his face. In the green depths of a
passion-flower vine lie had detected
a quick, birdlilce motioir; and then
suddenly, like a transformation scene,
he beheld a merry fa< e. framed and
w
It Was a Merry Company. Indeed.
illuminated by soft. golden looks. peer
ing out at bint from among the blos
soms. Except for that brief smile be
made no sign that he saw her, ami
when be looked up again the face had
disappeared,
lion f’iprlaoo showed them about bis
ntescal plant, where his men kepi ty,
continual stream of liquid fire running
from the copper worm, and gave each
a raw drink; but though Do Laneey
gazed admiringly at the house and
praised the orange tree* that hung
over the garden wall, Spanish hospi
tality could go no farther, and the visit
ended In a series of adioses and tnuch
as craciases.
CONTINUED IN NEXT ISSUE.
Romance Begun in Corn Field.
Mistral, the dead Provencstf poet,
has told how his father, a prosperous
farmer, first met his mother, then a
very voting girl, ’I he gleaners w*re
following the reapers In his corn, and
among them he notice “a beautiful
girl, who hung back as though half
ashamed of being seen with the oth
ers. ITp asked her name and found
she was the daughter of the mayor of
Vlaillane. 'What!' exclaimed tny
father, 'the daughter of the mayor
gleaning?’ 'Master.' said she. ‘we are
a large family six girls and two hoys.
Our father, though as you know he
has suflieieut. says to us when we ask
for money, "My daughters, if you wish
for new clothes, go and cjjrit them ”
That is the reason why 1 am glean
ing.’ "
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