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Local News of the Week.
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N.
T B. Weaver made a business
trip to Monroe Saturday.
A twelve pound son was born to
Mr. and Mrs. Will Spells on June
23rd. ______
Dr. Foster Jarrell, of Junction
City, is here the guest of Dr. F. 0.
Mahony._
Mrs. F. O. Mahony was at El
Dorado this week attending the
Chautauqua.
Miss Beatrice Howard is visiting
with Mr. and Mrs. N. E. Mulkey
at Lewisville this week.
Born—to Mr. and Mrs. Wardy
Hinson, of Felsenthal. on last Sat
urday morning, a daughter.
Miss Myrtle Stewart, of Bokho
ma, Okla., is here the guest of her
sister, Mrs. W. E. Chadwick.
Mrs. F. E. Wood arrived home
Wednesday from an extended visit
with her parents at Edwards. Miss
The Union Saw Mill Company
store was closed Tuesday taking
the semi annual inventory of stock
on hand.
Henry Mayer is at Caruthers
ville. Mo., this week looking over a
position which has been offered
him there.
Mr. and Mrs. Nat E Mulkey re
turned to their home at Lewisville
Sunday morning after a visit with
their son, F. W.
The machinery in the new gin of
Neel &. Brasher has been tested
and everything is in readiness for
the cotton crop.
J. E. Sims arrived home Wednes
day from Memphis where he was
called on account of the death of
his brother's son.
Dr. Rex A Barrow, the dentist,
expects to be ready for business by
Monday. His office will be in the
postoffice budding.
Cut Flowers. Boquets and De
sign Work. Orders filled on short
notice. Mrs. E. W. Culp, Phonfe
1 1 1, El Dorado, Ark!
Mrs. V. H. Adams, of Crossett,
spent several days this week in
Huttig the guest of her sister-in
law, Mrs. S. A. Winbourne.
Miss Lula Belle Simoriton, who
has been the guest of hej^ sister,
Mrs. D. A. Keasler, returned to
her home at Ruston. La., Monday.
No. 666
This it 0 prescription prepared especially
for MALARIA or CHILLS 4. FEVER.
Five or six doses will break any case, and
if taken then as a tonic the Fever will not
return. It acts on the liver better than
Calomel and does not gripe or sicken. 25c
N. H. Knox and wif^ left Tues
day morning for El Dorado where
he has purchased the Harrison
restaurant and will conduct the
same in the future.
Rev. J. R. Rushing left Tuesday
morning for Bearden to attend the
Disti ict Conference of the Metho
dist church for the Camden Dis
trict and will go from there to
Mena to visit his wife and his son
and family for several weeks, the
stewards having voted him a
month’s vacation.
Deafness Cannot Be Cured
by local applications, n3 they cannot
loach the a.seuaed por..Jn of tim ear.
'i here id only one v.my to euro d. at'n.sj,
and tli-t U by condiituilou .1 r medics.
Deafi.odd is caused by e.i lull in. d condi
tion of the mucous lining of the llustn
cl.lan T-be. When this tube ij Inllamul
you have a rumbling sound or Imperfect
lie'ring, and when It U rntl.’cly cl sod,
Deafness ia the result, and L ’.less the |n
flammallon can be talon, cut and this
tube i tutored to ltd r. an 1 cbn-dlUon,
hearing will bo d^atroyctf 4 -»vrr; nine
cases cut cf ten are caus-ei'l by Catarrh,
which id nothing but a11! inflamed band!- !
tlatl cr t- o mucous surfaces. ■
V7» i U fire One nrudred Collars f.rsnyc3«« i f
fnr‘s (cars' 11 ycntarrhltVatcaUBotl' ruivUL/
Ball'll Uatamh ( . a. Bund for circular-:, f
F. .T. 15NI3Y, a CO, Toledo. Olilo. i
Bold by Iinigpi 'a.T'.-i.
Tate lieu's i »uoi t Fills tat ooaeUuaUou.
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There will be a base ball game
at the park Saturday afternoon.
July 4th. between Claybaugh's Out
laws and the Marion High School
teams. A good game is assured.
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.
Prof L S. Herrink has accepted
a position in the public schools of
Richmond. Va.. and the position of
principal of the Huttig schools has
been offered to Prof. A J. Dowis,
of Little Rock.
The Woman's Home Mission So
ciety met at the church Monday
afternoon, nine members being
present. Miss Wiliford and Mes
dames W. C. Williams and Bessie
Clary ga-,e in their membership.
Visitor: Miss Stewart. All are
:ordially invited to meet in open
session with Mrs. D. A. Ktasler
next Monday afternoon
thigycr Bites.
To get rid of chigger bites put a
little Hunt's Lightning Oil on and
the itching stops instantly. Good
for all kinds of insect bites and
stings. Fine for headaches and
neuralgia, as well as rheumatism.
All druggists.
MOT A CASE OF ASSAULT
Act Th"t Surprised English Congre
gation for the* Moment Was Quite
Easily Explained.
Rev. J. M. Bacon, in his book of rem
iniscences, "Records of an Aeronaut,”
(ells the story of an unusual scene
connected with a certain church which
is distinctly amusing. He says:
"The corner seat of a prominent
pew was invariably occupied by the
principal farmer of the place, who
was likewise church warden. Imme
diately behind him sat his brother,
a burly, athletic man, whom few
would have cared to stand up to, still
less to be knocked down by. tt was
surprising, therefore, to say the least,
to see this powerful fellow, during
one morning's service. Just as the con
gregation rose for a hymn, strike his
brother, without apparent provocation,
a heavy blow in the back.
“The brother did not resent the
assault in the least—indeed, if his ex
pression indicated any emotion, it was
rather that of satisfaction and tri
umph.
"Of course, after the service an ex
planation of the young yeoman's ex
traordinary conduct was asked for and
easily obtained. The victim of the
blow put the whole case in a nutshell.
‘I felt, summut creep up my back,’ he
explained. 'So I turns my head an'
says to my brother, "Jim, d’ye see a
lump between my shoulders? That's
a mouse. You hit ’un hard as soon as
we stand up." You see, 1 wore this
coat at the market last Thursday.
There was a sample of corn in the
pocket, and I suppose there was a
mouse among the corn.”’
OR. BELL’S
SlUn^Iemlahei
Caused By Germi
Germs set under the
akin or In a broken
r'luce, and tt Is hard
o get rid of them.
Pus sores or pltnples
follow.
Antiseptic Salve
soon destroys these germs and keeps them
clean and healthy until nature heals. Use it on
the face, lips, in the nose, anywhere, (or it
is CLEAN. PURE AND HEALING.
* Tall It By Tho Boll’*
For Sale by B. F. Moody.
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RAILROAD TIME TABLE.
St. Louis. Iron Mountain & Southern
TITTLE ROCK & MONROE RY.
South North
5:25 a. m Huttig 3:23 p. m
7:4? a. m Monroe 1:08 p.m.
Leaves
12:35 p.
LOCAL.
Huttig
Arrives
1 1:45 p. m.
St. Louis. Iron Mountain & Southern
HARMEHVILLE * SOUTHERN RY.
North South
4:42 a. in. Huttig 3:b4 p. m
3:16 a. in. Farmerville 6:20 p. m
• >i i ■ • local.
10:15ai. m. 'Huttig 2:25 p.-in.
tArrives Monday, Wednesday, and Fri
day from Monroe and goes to Farmer
ville.
tArrives Tuesday. Thursday and Satur
day from Farmerville and gt.e^ to Mon- !
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The Land of Broken Promises
A Stirring Story of the
Mexican Revolution
=By DANE COOLIDGE=
Author of
"THF, FIGHTING FOOL," “HIDDEN WATERS,"
“THE TEXICAN," Etc.
Illustrations by DON J. LAVIN
^nwrirtt. 1914 hv Frank A. Munscv '
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.
“Well, by Jove!” exclaimed De Lan
cey, surveying the scene with an ap
praising eye, “this doesn’t look very
much like Mexico—or a revolution,
either!”
"No, it don’t,” admitted Bud; “every
thing running full blast, too. Look at
that ore train coming around the
hill!"
"Gee, what a burg!” raved Phil;
"say, there’s some class to this—what?
If I mistake not, we'll be able to find a
few congenial spirits here to help us
spend our money. Talk about a com
pany town! I’ll bet you their barroom
is full of Americans. There's the cor
ral down be^w—let’s ride by and
leave our horses and see what's the
price of drinks. They can’t feeze me,
whatever it is—we doubled our money
at the line."
Financially considered, they had
done just that—for, for every Ameri
can dollar in their pockets they cou'd
get two that were just as good, ex
cept for the picture on the side. This
in itself was a great inducement for a
ready spender and, finding good com
pRny at the Fortune hotel bar, Phil
bought five dollars’ worth of drinlw,
threw down a flve-dollar bill, and got
back five dollars—Mex.
The proprietor, a large and Jovial
boniface, pulled off his fiscal miracle
with the greatest good humor and
then, having invited them to partake
of a very exquisite mixture of his own
invention, propped himself upon his
elbows across the baV and inquired
with an ingenuous smile:
"Well, which away are you boy*
traveling, if 1 may ask?”
"Oh. down below a ways,” answered
De Lancey, who always, constituted
himself the board of strategy. “Just
rambling around a little—how’s the
country around here now?”
“Oh, quiet, quiet!” assured their
host. "These Mexicans don’t like the
cold weather much—they.would treeze
you know, if it was not for that zarape
which they wind about them so!”
He made a motion as of a native
wrapping his entire wardrobe about
his neck and smiled, and J)e Lancey
knew that be was no Mexican. And
yet that soft "which away” of his be
trayed a Spanish tongue.
“Ah, excuse me,” he said, taking
quick advantage of his guese, "but
from (he way you pronounce that word
’zarape’ 1 take it that you speak Span
ish.”
“No one better/’ replied the host, I
smiling pleasantly at being taken at
bis true worth, "since 1 was born in
tiie city of Burgos, where they speak .
the true Castilian. It is a different
language, believe me, from this bas
tard Mexican tongue. And do you
speak Spanish also?" be Inquired, i
falling back into the staccato of Cas
tile.
‘ No Indeed!" protested Be T.nnccy In
a very creditable imitation; "nothing
but a little Mexican, to get along with
the natives. My friend and 1 are min
ing men, passing through the country,
and we speak thq, best "weecan. How
is this district here for work along our
Hub?” -
"None hotter!" cried the Spaniard,
shaking his finger emphatically. "It
ia of the bc*t, and, believe me. my |
friond, v. e should be r lad to have you
stop with us. The country down be
low is a little dangeroue—not now,
perhape, but laier, when the warm
weather conies on.
“But in Fortuna—no! Here we are
on the railroad; the camp i . < ontrolled
by Americans; and because so many
have left the country the Mexicans
will sell their prospects cheap.
“Then again, if you deve'op a mine
near by, it will be very easy to sell it
—and if you wish to work it, that is
easy, too. 1 am ouly the proprietor of
the hotel, but Lf you can use my poor
services in any way I shall be very
happy to please you. A room? One
of the best! And if you stay a week
or more 1 will give you the lowest
rate.”
They passed up the winding stairs
and down a long.corridor, at the end
of which the proprietor showed them
into a room, throwing open the outer
doors and shutters to let them see the
view from the window.
"Here is a little balcony,” he said,
stepping outbide, "where you can sit
and look down on the plaza. We have
the band and music when the weather
is fine, and you can watch the pretty j
girls from here. But you have been in
Mexico—you know all that!” And he
gave Phil a roguish dig.
• “Bie*, tny frien’, I am glad to meet
you—” lie heid out his hand in wel
come and De Bancey gave his in re
turn. “My name,” lie continued, “is
Juan de Dios Brachamonte y Escalon;
but with these Americans that does
not go, as you say, so in general they
call me Don Juan.
“There is something about that
name—1 do not know—that makes the
college boys laugh. Perhaps it is that
poet, Byron, who wrote so scandalous
ly about us Spaniards, but certainly
he knew nothing of our language, for
he rhymes Don Juan with 'new one' and
‘true one!’ Si ill, 1 read part of that
poem and it is, in places, very interest
ing—yes, very interesting— but 'Don
Joo-an!’ Hail!”
Up threw up his hard in despair and !
De Lancey brok ■ into a jollying laugh.
‘ Well, Don Juan,” he cried, “I'm glad
to meet you. My name is Philip De
Lancey and my pardner here is Mr.
Hooker. Shake hands with him. Don
Juan de Dios! But certainly a man so
devoutly named could never descend
to reading much of Don Joo-an'.“
“Ah, no," protested Don Juan, roll
' ing his dark eyes and smiling rakishly,
“not moch—only the most in-tereeting
passages!”
He saluted and disappeared in a roar
of laughter, and De Lancey turned
triumphantly on his companion, a self
satisfied smile upon his lips.
"Aha!" he said; “you see? That's
what five dollars’ worth of booze will
do in opening up the way. Here's our
cld friend Don Juan willing, nay, anx
ious, to help us all he can—he sees I’m
‘a live wire and wants to keep mo
around. Pretty soon we’ll get him
feeling good and he'll tell us all he
knows. Don’t you never try to make
me sign the pledge again, brother—
a few shots just gets my intellect
to working right and I’m crafty as
a fox.
"Did you notice that coup I made
—asking him if he was a Spaniard?
There's nothing in the world makes a
Spaniard to mad as to take him for a
Mexican—on the other hand, nothing
makes him yo;ir friend for life like
recognizing him for a blue-blooded
Castilian. Now maybe our old friend
Don Juan has got a few drops of Moor
ish blood in his veins—to put it po
litely, but—” he raised his tenor voice
und improvised—
“Jest because my hair is curly
Dat’s no reason to call me 'shine!’"
“No,” agreed Bud, feeling cautiously
of the walls, “and jest because you’re
happy ls.no reason for singing so
loud, neither. These here imrtitions
are made of inch boards, covered with
paper—do yon get that? Well, then,
considering who's probably listening,
it strikes me that Mr. Brachamonte is
the real thing in Spanish gentleman;
and I’ve heard that all genuwine Span
iards have their hair curly, jest like
a—huh?”
But Dr La n cay, made suddenly
aware 01 his indiscretion, was making
all kinds of exaggerated signs for si
lence, and Bud stopped with a slow,
good-natured smile.
“S-s-st!" hissed De Lancey, touching
his finger to his lips: "don't say it-—
somebody might hear you!”
“All right," agreed Bud; "and don't
you say it, either. I hate to knock
Phil,” he added, “but sometimes 1
think the old man was right when he
said you talk too much."
“Psst!” chided l.)e Lancey, shaking:
hie finger like a Mexican. Tiptoeing
I
sofi'iy over to Bud, he whispered in his
ear: "S-s-st, 1 can hear tlie feller in
the next room—shaving himself!”
Laughing hearily at this joke, they
went down stairs for supper.
CHAPTER VI.
If the ICagle Tall mine had been lo
cated In Arizona-—or even farther
down In Old Mexico—the method of
jumping the clallb would have been
delightfully simple.
Feeling Cautiously of the Walls.
i lie tifle had lapsed, and the land
had reverted to the government—all
it needed in Arizona was a new set of
monuments, a location notice at the
discovery shaft, a pick and shovel
thrown into the hole, and a few legal
formalities.
But in Mexico it is different. N’ot
that the legal formalities are lacking
—far from it—but the whole theory of
mines and mining is different. In Mex
ico a mining title is, in a way, a lease,
I a concession from the general gov
ernment giving the concessionnaire
tlie right to work a certain piece of
ground and to hold it as long as ho
pays a mining tax of three dollars an
acre ppar year. *
But no final papers or patents aro
ever issued, the p session of the sur
face of tlie ground does not go with
tlie right to mine benalli it, and in cor
tain parts of Mexico no foreigner can
hold title to either mines or land.
A prohibited or frontier zone, eighty
kilometers in width, lies along the In
ternational boundary line, and in that
neutral zone no foreigner can de
nounce a mining claim and no foreign
corporation can acquire a title to one.
The Eagle Tail was just inside tlie
zone.
But—there is always a "but” when
you go to a good lawyer—while for
purposes of ^ war and national safety
foreigners are not allowed to hold land
along the line, they are at perfect, lib
erty to hold stock in Mexican corpora
tions owning property within the pro
hibited zone; and—here is wdiere tlie
graft comes in—they may even hold
title in their own name if they first
obtain express permission from the
chief executive of the republic.
Not having any drag with the ehief
executive, and not caring to risk their
title to the whims of succeeding ad
ministrations, Hooker and Do Lancey,
upon tlie advice of a mining lawyer in
Gadsden, had organized thtniselv.-s
into the Eagle Tail Mining company,
under the laws of the republic of Mex
ico, with headquarters at Agua Negra.
it was their plan to get some Mexican
to locate the mine for them and (hen,
'or a consideration, transfer it to tlie
company.
me uut? wciiA m tins
was the Mexican. Py trusting Ai>goti
Henry Kruger had not only lost‘title
to his mine, but he had been outlawed
from the republic. And now he had
bestowed upon Iiookcr and He Lancey
'.lie task of finding an honest Mexican,
: r.d keeping him honest until lie made
the transfer.
While the papers were being made
out* there might lie a groat many
temptations placed before that Mexi
can—either to keep the property for
■ imse’f or to hold out. for a bigger re
ward than had been sperilled. After
lus experience with the aristocratic
Don Cipriano Aragon y Tree Pa la close
i nicer was in favor of taking a chance
on the lower classes. Fie hi.d therefore
r commended to them one Cruz Men
a wood vender whom he had
1 ’town and befriended, as the* man to
play the part.
Cruz Mendez, according to Kruger,
v.as hard-working, sober and honest-- !
>r a Mexican. He was also pimrle
mlndod and easy to handle, and was
he particular man who hud sent word
that the" Eagle Tail had at last been
abandoned. And also he was easy to
pick out, being a licle, one-eyed man
and going by the name of "El Tuerto.”
So, in pursuance of their policy of
laying a waiting game, Hooker and
He Dancy hung around the hotel for
several days, listening to the gossip
of Don Juan de Dios and watching for
one-eyed men with prospects to sell,
Sonora he is a poor and unimag
inative man Indeed who has not at
least one lost mine or "prospector to
sell; and prosperous looking strangers,
riding through the country, are often
beckoned aside by half-nuked paisa nos
eager to show them the gold ntiiKs of
the Spanish padres lor u hundred dol
lars M'-i.
It was only a matter of time, they
thought, until Cruz Mendez would hunt
them up and try to sell them the Eagle
Tail; and it was their intention re
lu< tantly to close the bargain with
him, for a specified sum. and then
stake him to the denouncement fees
and gain possession of the mine.
As this was a commonplace in the
district—no Mexican having capital
enough to work a claim and no Ameri
can having the right to locate one- it
was a very natural and inconspicuous
way of jumping Senor Aragon y 'I res
Palacios’ abandoned claim. If they
discovered the lead immediately after
ward it would pass for a case of fool's
b. k. or at least so they bored, and,
riding out a lit:le each day and sitting
on the hotel porch v.ith Don Juan the
rest of the time, they waited until pa
tience seemed no longer a virtue.
"Don Juan," said De Lancey, taking
up the probe at last, "I had a Mexican
working for me when » e «pre over in
tlie Sierras—one of your real, old
time workers that had never b°en
spoiled by an education—and he was
always talking shout La Eortuna.' I
guess this was the place he meant, but
it doesn't look like it—according to
him it was a Mexican town. Maybe
he's around here now—his name was
Mendez.”
“Jose Maria Mendez?” inquired Don
Juan, who was a living directory of
the place. “Ricardo? Poncho? Cruz?”
"Cruz!” cried De l ancey; ' that was
It!"
"Tie lives down the river a couple <>f
miles," said Don Juan; 'down at O d
Eortuna."
“Old Eortuna!" repeated Phil. !'I
didn't know there was such n place.”
“Why, my gracious!” exclaimed Don
Juan de Dios, scnndaiisscd hy such
ignorance. "Do you mean to say von
have been here three days and never
heard about Eortuna Vieja? Why,
this isn't Eortuna! This is an Ameri
can mining camp—the eld town in
down below.
runt s where t!'.B men Aragon, mo
big Mexican of the country, baa bis*
rancli imd store. Spanish? Him? No,
indeed -initad! Ilo is half Spanish and
half Yaqui Indian, lint ltis wile is h
;>ure Spaniard—one of the few in the
country. Iier father was from Madrid
and she is a Villanueva .» very beau
tiful woman in her day. with golden
hair and the presence of a queen!
“No, not .Irish! My goodness, you
Americans think that everybody with
red hair is Irish! Why, the most beau
tiful women in Madrid have chestnut
hair as soft as the fur of a dormouse,
it is the old Castilian hair, and they
a-e proud of ft. The Senora Aragon
married beneath her station—it was
in the City of Mexico, and she did not
know that he was an Indian—but she
is a very nice lady for all that and
never omits to bow to me when she
comes up to take the train. 1 remem
ber one time—”
"Does Cruz Mendez work for him?”
interjected De Lancey desperately. |
"No, indeed!’’ answered Don ,Iuan
patiently; “he packs in wood from the
hills—but as I was saying—” and
from that he went on to tell of tiie un
failing courtesy of the Senora Aragon
to a gentleman whom, whatever his
present station might be, she recog
uized as a member of one of the oldest
families in Castile.
De Lancey did not press his In
quiries any further, but the next morn
ing, instead of riding back into the
hills, he and Bud turned their faces
down the canyon to seek out the elusive
Mendez. They had, of course, been
acting a part for Don Juan, since Kru
ger had described Old Fortuna and tha
Senor Aragon with great minuteness.
And now, in the guise of innocent
strangers, they rode on down the river,
past the concentrator with in multiple
tanks, its gliding tramway and moun
tains of tailings, through the village of
Indian houses stuck l’ke dugouts
against the barren hlli—then along a
rivr r bed that, oozed with slic kings un
til they came in sight of the town.
T a Fortuna was an old town, yet not
as old a« its name, since two Fortunas
before it had been washed away by
• loudburst-S and replaced by newer
dwellings. The settlement itself was
seme four hundred years old. dating
beck to the days of the Spanish <on
quistadores, when it yielded up many
nmlclcads of gold.
The present town was built a little
up from ttip ilrer in the lee of a grout
ridge of roe Us thrust down from the
bill and well calculated to turn aside
a glut of water*. It was a comfortable
huddle of v hitewashed adobe build
lues set on both sides of a narrow and
irregular road—the great trail that led
down to the hot country a.id was worn
deep by tlie pack-trains of centuries.
On the lower solo was the pimple
(lore and cantina of Den t’iprlano,
^here the thirsty arrieros could get a
drink and buy a pcnoche of sugar
without getting down from their:
mounts. Behind the store wore tlia
pole corrals ; rid adobe warehouse*
and the]quarters of the peons, and
across the road was the mescal s‘il!,
where, in huge copper retort and
worm, the fiery liquor w;.s distilled
frem the k.dcu heads ef Yu .cas.
CONTINUED IN NEXi ISbUE.