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J. D. Sims visited with friends in
Wesson the latter part of last week.
5 or 6 doses 666 will cure any
case of fever and chills. Price, 25c.
Sawyer C. H. Andrews visitei at
Alexandria. La., the first of the
week.
A girl was born early Friday
morning to Mr. and Mrs. W. L.
Reagan. _
Ear!' Collett visited this week
with his sister, Mrs. A. J. Graham,
at Malvern.
A son was born to Mr. and Mrs.
C. A. McCormick at 6:30 o’clock
Sunday morning.
For first-class sewing at reason
able price#, see Mrs. E. R. Thomp
son, 23 B street.
Rev. J. R. Rushing attended the
Sunday school convention at El
Dorado this week.
Opal, the little daughter of Mr.
and Mrs. S. C. Bentley, is very
sick with pneumonia.
Attorney Smead Powell, of Cam
den, was a business visitor in Hut
tig the first of the week.
Sawyer L. M. Despain left Fri
day morning for Baxter county to
look after his farm there.
F. W. Scott, L. M. Despair) a d
Dr. L. F. Magee were court at
tendants at E! Dorado Monday.
Our huller cleans the cotton and
seed. Neel & Brasher Gin,
Hutfig, Ark.
A daughter was born on Tuesday
morning to Mr. and Mrs. J. G.
Freeman who reside west of town.
G. S. Farmer went to Campti
last week to accompany his wife
and child to Huttig where they will
again make their home.
J. C. Phillips and family were
over from Junction City the first of
the week visiting her parents, Mr.
and Mrs. J. H. Williams.
L. L. Chambliss, who is now op
erator for the Iron Mountain at
Tillar, was here last week visiting
his parents who live west of town.
Malaria or Chills & Fever
Prescription No. 666 is prepared especially
for MALARIA or CHILLS A. FEVER.
Five or six doses will break any case, and
if taken then as a tonic the Fever wil' not
return. It acts on the liver better than
Calomel and does not gripe or sicken. 25c
Miss Sula Gresham, who has
been the guest of her friend, Mi'.s
Lillie Stuckey, for several days,
returned to her home at Wesson
Tuesday morning.
Don't fail to hear the lu'y lec
ture Monday night at the Union
church. Benefit of School Im
provement Association, and your
money’s worth is assured.
Mrs. A. G. Stevenson arrivfd
home Wednesday afternoon from
Wisconsin, where she has been
spending the summer, to be at the
bedside of her husband who is
quite ill.
Stops Pain Right Now.
Hunt's Lightning Oil gives al
most instant relief in cases of rheu
matism, neuralgia, headache, etc.,
and acts as a healing oil on cuts
and bruises. Every home should
keep a bott'e handy. Get it at
any reputable drug store in 25c
and 50c bottles.
The grand jury adjourned last
Saturday noon after being in ses
sion just orre week and returnii g
85 true bills. J. M. Brown, of
Junction City, was the foreman and
it was no doubt on account of his
m nagement that so much was ac
co iphshed and their labor com
! pletfed so quick.y. They con- j
denrined the sanitary condition of
the court house and jail.
LOST, STRAYED or STOLEN
One dark bay mare; 12 years
old; fresh scar on left side near
shoulder; shod all round; weigns
aoout 1.000 pounds. Will pay lit
eral reward for information leading
to her recovery.
Dr. L. F. Magee,
Huttig, Ark.
5 or 6 doses 666 will break any
case of fever and chills. Price, 25c.
RUB-MY-TISM
Will cure your Rheumatism
Neuralgia, Headaches, Cramps,
Colic, Sprains, Bruises, Cuts and
Burns, Old Sores, Stings of Insects
Etc. Antiseptic Anodyne, used in*
ternally and externally. Price 25c.
The Woman’s Home Mission So
ciety held a very interesting meet
ing Monday afternoon at the home
if Mrs. Fred Dupois. There was
a good attendance and all enjoyed
the meeting very much.
Old papers for sale at this office,
15c per 100.
School Improvement Association Meeting.
The regular monthly meeting of
the Huttig School Improvement
Association will be held at the Un
ion church on Tuesday evening at
if :30 o'clock. Every member and
those interested in the schools are
requested to be present. Annual
election of officers and other im
portant business will be transacted.
How’s This?
We offer One Hundred Dollars Re
ward for any case of Catarrh that
cannot be cured by Hall'3 Catarrh
Cure.
F. 3. CHENEY & CO.. Toledo. O.
We, tho undersigned, have known F. J.
Cheney for the last 15 years, and believe
him perfectly honorable In all business
transactions and financially able to carry
out any obligations made by Ills firm.
NATIONAL BANK OP COMMERCE,
Toledo, O.
nail’s Catarrh Cure Is taken Internally,
acting directly upon the blood and mu
cous surfaces of tho system. Testimonials
sent free. J’rlee 75 cents per bottle. Sold I
by all Pruejnlsts.
Take. BaU's Family Pills for constipation.
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Dots from the Hardwood.
Mrs. Geo. Waller came in Friday
on a visit to George and he has
been all smiles. Mrs. Waller has
been managing the farm which they
own near Little Rock for the past
season. Geo. is at pres ;nt fore
man for the Wisconsin L u nber Go.
during the absence of, Mr. Buck
hanan.
Mrs. E J. Hawkins and son ar
rived home Sunday afternoon from
a visit with her daughter at Griffin.
E. E. Buckhanan writes from
Michigan that he has been confined
to his bed some time but is up and
doing nicely now.
Lee Nichols, the efficient log
yard man, writes from Memphis
that his doctor says he can return
to work in about 30 days, as he is
getting along nicely.
Jack Hawvins, the shop man.
was on the sick list the past week
but is able to be going again.
To Advertise State Fair.
Fifty persons are going to get a
week's free admission to the Ar
kansas State Fair, because that
number of wide awake residents
are going to capture fifty balloons
that will be turned loose from the
top of the observation tower on
Hot Springs mountain, each balloon
having a notice to the tinder to
send this evidence of capture into
the State Fair headquarters and
receive a pass good for the entire
week. The fifty baloons will not
be sen| off at one time. Five days
will be consumed in this novel ad
vertising "stunt" and ten will go at
one time. Furthermore, the bal
loons will be sent into the air when
i the currents of air are not all blow
ing in the same direction. Keep
your eyes open for the State Fair
balloons, for one of them is surely
coming your way.
The Land of Broken Promises
A Stirring Story of the
Mexican Revolution
=By DANE COOLIDGE=
Author of
"THE FIGHTING FOOL,” “HIDDEN WATERS,"
“THE TEXICAN,” Etc.
Illustrations by DON J. LAVIN
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.
"I know you will have to go soon,”
she said, “and I suppoee I’ve got to be
shut in with those creatures, but we
must be sure to save our horses. Some
gullets might hit them, you know, and
then we could not run away!
“You remember your promise!" she
reminded, as Bud gazed at her in as
tonishment. “Ah, yes, I knew you did
—otherwise you would not have picked
such a good horse for me. This roan
is my father’s best riding horse. You
must put yours inside the wall with
him, and when the time is right we
wiU get them and ride for the line.”
“What?” cried Hooker incredulous
ly, “with the country full of rebels?
They're liable to take the town in half
an hour!”
“No, indeed they will not!” respond
ed Gracia with’spirit. “You do not
understand the spirit of us Sonorans!
Women and Children Took Shelter
There.
Can't you see how the firing has slack
ened? The miners have driven your
rebels back already, and they will do
more—they will follow them up and
kill them! Then, when the re&els are
In flight and Del Rey and his rurales
are away, that will be a good time for
us to slip off and make our dash for
the line!”
"Nothing doing!” announced Hooker,
as he dismounted at the corral. "You
don't know what you’re talking about!
But I will leave my horse here,” he
added; ”1 sure don't want him to get !
hurt.”
"But you promised!” protested Gra
cia weakly.
"Promised nothing!” retorted Hud
ungraciously. "I promised to take care
of you, didn't I? Well, what’s the use ;
of talking, then? You better stay right I
here, where you’re safe. Come on,
let’s go to the house!”
"No!” cried Gracia, her dark eyes
turning misty with imminent tears.
"Oh, Mr. Hooker!” she burst out,
"didn't 1 keep them all waiting while I
put on this riding-skirt? I thought you
had come to take me away! What do
1 care to be safe? 1 want to be free!
1 want to run away—and go across the
line to dear Phil!” she faltered. Then
she looked up at him eharply and her
voice took on an accusing tone.
"Aha!'' she said, as If making some
expected discovery, “so that. Is it! I
thought perhaps you were afraidJ”
‘‘What?’’ demanded Bud, put sud
denly upon the defensive.
“I might have known it,” soliloquized
Gracia with conviction. “You are
jealouR of dear Phil!”
“Who? Me?” cried Hooker, smiling
down at her grimly. “Well, let It go
at that," he said, as she regarded him
with an arch smile. “I'd certainly be
a fool to take all those chances for
nothing. Let him eteal his own girl—
that’s What I say!”
"Now that, Mr. Hooker," burst out
Gracia In a passion, “Is very unkind—
and rude! Am I a woman of the town,
to be stolen by one man or another?
Am I—”
“That's what you would be,” put In
Bud, with brutal directness, "if these
rebels got hold of you. No, ma'am, I
wouldn’t take you out of this town for
a hundred thousand dollars. You don’t
know what you're talking about, that’s
all! Wait till the fighting is over—
a;oe! Did you. hear that? Come, on,
‘^nvnsrht. 1914. bv Frank A . Munsev *
iets get into the house!”
He ducked suddenly us a bullet went
spang against the corrugated iron roof
above them and, seizing her by the
hand, he half dragged her through a
side door and into the summer garden.
Here a sudden outcry of women's
voices assailed their ears like a rush
of wind and they beheld peon mol hers
running to and fro with their scream
ing children clasped to their breasts or
dragging at their skirts. A few help
less men were trying to keep them
quiet, but as the bullets began to thud
against the adobe walls the garden be
came a bedlam.
Gracia stood and surveyed the scene
for a moment, ignoring the hulking
Bud with disdainful eyes. Then she
snatched her hand indignantly away
and ran to pick up a child. That was
ail, hut Hooker knew what she thought
of him.
He passed through the house, ho
ping to discover where she had gone,
but all he heard was her commanding
voice as she silenced the wailing wom
en, and, feeling somehow very much
out of place, he stepped fortli into the
open.
After all, for a man of his build, the
open was best. Let the white-handed
boys stay with the ladles—they under
stood their ways.
CHAPTER XXII.
The superintendent's house stood on
a low bench above the town, looking
out over all the valley, but protected
by a high hill behind, upon the summit
of which nag placed a mammoth black
water tank.
In its architecture the cn*>a grande
was an exact replica of a hot-country
hacienda, a flat-roofed, one-storied
square of adobe bricks, whitewashed
to keep off the sun and presenting on
three sides nothing but dense trees
planted near for shade. Along the
front was a long arcade, the Corredor,
graced by a series of massive arches
j w’hich let in the light and air. Inside
were low chambers and long passages;
and, behind, the patio and garden of
■ orange and fig trees.
Built for a sumptuous dwelling, it
became in a moment a fort and, with
men on the high hill by the tank, it
was practically impregnable to direct
j assault
I A a Hooker stepped oat on to the cov
ered porch with his saddle-gun in his
hand he became simply one more of a
band of excited Americans, all armed
and ready to defend the house to the
last. Some were pacing back and forth
in the corredor, others were hurrying
up from the Mexican quarters with a
last belated handful of women, but the
major i>ortion were out on the open
bench, either gazing north and south
at the scones of the distant tiring or
engaging in a curio-mad scramble for
any spent bullet that struck.
The fighting, such as there was, was
mostly up the canyon, where a large
party of Sonoran miners had rushed In
pursuit of tlie rebels. The firing down
the canyon in the direction of Old For
funa had died away to nothing, and for
the moment it seemed as if the futile
charge and retreat was the beginning
and the end of the battle.
A party of rebels had penetrated
clear into the town, but it was appar
| ently more by accident than intention,
and they had been quick to beat a re
treat. As for the main command of
the insurrectos, they were reported at
| Chilian, six miles up the railroad,
| where they had surrounded and taken
j a small mining camp and captured a
I train at the summit.
The column to the south the one
which Hooker hud encountered—hud
taken to the high hills west of the
town, and, along the skyline of the
buttelike summits they could now be
seen in scattered bands making their
way to the north.
The defenders of Fortuna consisted
of a rag-tag garrison of twenty fed
erals and the hot-headed, charging
■ miners. But apparently that was a
combination hard to beat, for, while
! the federals entrenched themselves be
j hind the black tank on the hill and
prepared to protect the town, the So
norans in shouting masses drove every
. thing before them and marched on to
attack Chular.
* But in this they made a mistake, for
the rebel scouts, seeing the great body
of defenders pressing on up the nar
i row canyon, rode back and Informed
the tricky Bernardo Bravo. He would
be a poor general indeed who could
not see the opening that was offered
and, while the valiant Sonorans pur
sued the rebel cavalry up the pass,
Bernardo Bravo sent the half of his ;
; thousand men to cut off their retreat i
; from behind.
Along the broad top of the moun
tain above they came scampering by .
tens and twenties, closing in with a
j vastly^ superior force upon the now
defenseless town. In the depths of the
canyon below the miners were still
. chasing the elusive cavalry, their fir
ing becoming faint as they clambered
on toward the summit and the rebel
headquarters at Chular.
I They had, in fact, been handled like
children, and the Americans Joined In
Contemptuous curses of thejx mistaken
bravery as they beheld In what straits
it had left them.
Forbidden by the superintendent to !
participate In the eomhat, yet having
in their care the women of the camp,
they were compelled to stand passive
ly aside while rebels by the hundred
came charging down the ridges. Only
in the last resort, and when all diplo
macy and federal defense had failed,
would they be allowed to so much as
cock a rifle. And yet—well, twenty
determined Americans might easily
turn back this charge.
Taking advantage of his Mexican
citizenship, Hooker was already on the
run for the trenches when the super
intendent stopped him with a look.
“Lot the Mexicans fight It out,” he
said. "They might resent it if you j
took sides, and that would make it bad
for us. Just wait a while—you never
can tell what will happen. Perhaps the 1
rnrales and federals will stand them ;
off.”
"What, that little bunch?" demanded
Bud, pointing scornfully at the hand
ful of defenders who were cowering
behind their rock piles. “Why half of
them peiones don't know what a gun
was made for. and (he rurales—”
"Well, the rebels are the same,” sug
gested the superintendent pacifically.
"Let them fight it oaL-we need every
American we can get, so just forget
about being a Mexican.”
“AH right.” agreed Bud, as he yield
ed reluctantly to reason. "It ain't be
cause I’m a Mexican citir-en - I just
want to etop that rush.”
He walked back to the house, jug
gling his useless gun and keeping his
eve on the distant ridg^f And then,
in a chorus of defiant yells, the men
in the federal trenches began to shoot.
In an airline the distance was some
thing over a mile, but at the first scat
tering volley the rebels halted and
fired a volley in return. With a vicious
spang a few stray bullets smashed
agaihst the reverberating steel tank,
but no onj was hurt, and the defend
ers, drunk with valor, began to shoot
and yell like mad.
The bullets of the rebels, fired at
random, struck up dust-jets In every
direction, and from the lower part of
the town came the shouting of the non
combatant Mexicans as they ran here
and there for shelter. But by the
trenches, and in the rear oL the block
tank, the great crowd of ontidottors
persisted, ducking as each successive
I bullet hit the tank and shouting en
couragement as the defenders emptied
their rifles and reloaded with clip after
clip.
The rifles rattled a continuous vol
ley; spent bullets leaped like locusts
across the flat; men ran to and fro,
now crouching behind the tank, now
stepping boldly into the open; and the
defiant shouts of the defenders almost
drowned the wails of the women. Ex
cept for one thing it was a battle—
there was nobody hurt.
For the first half-hour the Ameri
cans stayed prudently under cover,
busying themselves at the suggestion
of a few’ American women in providing
a flrst-aid hospital on the sheltered
porch. Then, as no wouuded came to
fill it and the rebels delayed their
charge, one man after another climbed
up to the trenches, ostensibly to bring
down the injured.
As soldiers and bystanders reported
no one hit, and the bullets flew harm
lessly past, their solicitude turned rap
idly to disgust and then to scorn.
Strange as it may seem, they were dls
app< inted at the results, and their re
marks were derogatory as they com
mented on the bravery of peiones and
Mexicans in general.
From a dread of imminent attack, of
('harping rebels and retreating defend
ers, arid a fight, to the death by the
house, they rrme suddenly to a desire
for blood and battle, for dead men and
■ he cries of the wounded; and all fear
of the insurrectos left them.
“Come away, boys,” grunted the
burly roadmaster, who up to then had
led in the work; “we wasted our time
on that hospital—there’ll be no wound
ed. I.et's take ourselves back to the,
house and have a quiet smoke.”
“Right you are, Ed,” agreed the mas
ter mechanic, as he turned upon his
heel in disgust. “This ain’t war—
them Mexicans think they’re working
for a moving-picture show!”
“1 iw-t you I can go up on that
ridge.” announced Hooker, "and clean
out the who'e bunch with my six
shooter before you could bat your
eye.”
But the superintendent was not so
sure.
“Never mind, boys," he said. “We’re
worth a lot of ransom money to those
rebels and they won’t give up so quick.
And look at this now—my miners com
ing back! Those aire the boys that will
fight! Wait till Chico and Ramon
Mendoza get after them!”
He pointed ae he spoke to a strag
gling band of Sonorans, led by the
much-vaunted Mendoza brothers, as
they hurried to save the town, and a
cheer went up from the trenches as
the federais beheld reinforcements.
But a change had come over the fire
eating tninerR, and they brought other
rebels in their wake.
. A.8 thev trudged
wearily ^nto town
anu~ BOUgfifiucTter anoog the houses
a great body of men appeared on the
opposite ridge, firing down at them as
they retreated. The battle rapidly
turned Into a long-distance shooting
contest, with the rebels on the ridges
and the dr lenders iu me shin., and
finally, as the day wore on and a thun
derstorm came up. it died out alto
gether and the rebels turned back to
their camp.
Except for one lone federal who had
shot himself by accident there was not
a single defender hurt, and if the
enemy had suffered lossea it was only
by some such chance. But when the
Sonoran patriots, holding up their
empty belts, came clamoring for am
munition, the men by the big house
took in the real catastrophe of the
battle.
Seventeen thousand rounds of the
preciouB thirty-thirties had been de
livered to the excited miners and now,
except for wliat tew? the Americans had
saved, there was not a cartridge in
camp. Very soberly the superintendent
assured tho leaders that he had no
more; they pointed at the full belts of
the American guard and demanded
them as their right; and when the
Americans refused to yield they flow
into a rage»ar,d threatened.
All in all. It was a pitiful exhibition
of hot-headorlness and imbecility, and
only the firmness of tho superintend
ent preverSed a real spilling of blood.
The Mexicans retired in a huff and
broke into the cantina, and as tho
night camo»on the vallcv re-echoed to
their drun’ten shoutings.
Such wap wav as the Sonorans con
ceived it. When Hooker, standing his
guard in the corredor, encountered
Gracia Aragon on her evening walk,
he could scarcely conceal a grin.
“What are you laughing at, Senor
Hooker?” she demanded with asperity.
“Is it so pleasant, with a houseful of
frightened women and screaming chil
dren, that you should make fun of our
plight?”
“No, indeed," apologized Bud; “noth
ing like that. Sure must be bad in
there—1 stay outside myself. But I
reckon it’ll soon be over with. The
.Mexicans here in town have shot off
all their ammunition and I reckon the
rebels have done the same. Like as
not they'll all b« gone tomorrow, and
then you can go back home."
“Oh, thank you for thinking about
me!” she returned with a scornful curl
of the lip. “But If all men were as
open as you, Mr. Hooker, we women
would never need to ask a fjuestion.
This morning you told me I did not
know what I.was talking about—now I
presume you are thinking what cow
ards the Mexicans are!
"Oh, I know! You need not deny It!'
You are nothing but a great big—Te
jano! Yes, I was going to say ’brute,’
but you are a friend of dear Phil's, and
so 1 will hold my tongue. If it wasn’t
for that, I’d—” She paused, leaving
him to guess.
“Oh, I do wish he were here,” she
breathed, leaning wearily against the
white pillar of an arch and gaslng
down through the long arcade.
“It was so close In there," she con
tinued, “1 could not stand it a minute
longer. These Indian women, you
know—they weep and moan all the
time. And the children—I am so sorry
for them. I cannot go now, because
they need me; but tomorrow—If Phil
•were here—I would leave and ride for
the line.
"Have you seen Del Bey today? No?
Then all the better—be must be polic
ing the town. It is only of him I Rm
afraid. These rebels ai’e nothing—I
agree with you! No! I am not angry
with you at all now! But tomorrow,
just at dusk, when all is still as it is
at this time, then, if Phil were here
1 would mount my brave horse and
rtde out by the western pass.”
She ended rather inconclusively, let
ting her voice trail off wletfully as Bha
waited for him to speak, but something
within moved Hooker to hold his
peace, and he looked out over the town
without commenting on her plans. It
was evident to him that she was deter
mined to enlist his sympathy and in
volve him in her wild plot, and each
time the conversation veered in that
direction he took refuge in a stubborn
silence.
CONTINUED IN NEXT ISSUE.
New Way to Start Kitchen Fire.
In the Woman's Home Companion a
contributor tells, as follows, a way to
start the kitchen fire:
"Attach a rubber tube from the ga*
Jet long enough to reach to the front
of the range. Put a metal tip on tha
free end of the tube, light it and hold
It under the grate already filled with
coal. A steady flow of gas for a few
minutes will start a good coal lira
without using any kindling wood."
Its Pinal Disposition.
"Has Dobbs* disposed of hia motor
car?” "Yes.” "I was not aware that
he had disposed of It.” "Oh, yes. Ho
disposed of It one morning between
the hours of three and four o'clock, in
a deep gully about ten miles east of
town.”—Birmingham Age-Herald.