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Sid Nash has moved to Conway.
La. __
Ernest Helme has returned to
his nome at,'Springfield, 111.
5 or G doses 666 will cure any
case of fever and chills. Price, 25c.
The Embroidery Club will meet
next Wednesday afternoon with
Mrs L. A. Bodine.
Mrs. D. A. Keasler and Mrs.
Jack Bernard were Monroe visitors
the first of the week.
The box supper at the Baptist
church last Friday night was a suc
cess in every particular.
Our huller cleans the cotton and
seed. Neel & Brasher Gin,
Huttig. Ark.
Pressley Moore has returned to
his home at Washington after a
visit here with his brothers, W. H
and C. R.
T. B. Weaver arrived home
Tnursday from Little Rock, wherf
he attended the reunion of Scottish
Rite Masons.
No. Six-Sixty-Six
Thi* a prescription 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 will not
return. It acts on the liver better than
Calomel and does not gripe or sicken. 25c
Adam Lewis killed two large
pelicans on the reserve pond the
first of this week. This is the sec
ond instance we know of where
these birds have come this far in
land. _
As an indication that the far
mers of Union county are begin
ning to realize their only salvation
is in stock raising. Demonstration
Agent O. J. Vines reports that
there were 27 silos erected in this
county this year.
W. L. Reagan. J. R. Sims, F. 1.
Dupois and L. G. Gibson made up
a hunting party that spent several
days this week at Gathright's
Camp, up the river, and you can
expect to hear some weird tales
when they return.
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. Eve y home should
keep a bott'e handy. Get it at
any reputable drug store in 25c
and 50c bottles.
The Robley Male Quartette, th
second number of the School 1 tv
provement Associate's Lyceum
course, will appear at Union church
on next Wednesday night, Octobei
28. This is an exceptionally fine
quartette and they are sure to
please. Be sure and attend.
According to the U. S geological
survey, the maximum difference in
elevation of land in the United
States is 14,77 7 feet. The high
est point, Mt. Whitney, is 14,501
feet above sea level and a point has
been found in Death Valley which
is 276 feet below sea level. These
points are both in California and
are less than 90 miles apart. The
difference in elevation is slight in
comparison with that in the conti
nent of Asia, where Mt. Everett
rises 29,002 feet above sea level
and the shores of the Dead Sea are
1,290 feet below sea level.
State of Ohio, city of Toledo, lgg
Lucas County, 1 ’
Frank J. Cheney makes oath that he la
senior partner of the firm of F. J. Cheney
& Co., doing business in the City of To
ledo, County and State aforesaid, and
that said tlrm will pay the sum of ONE
HUNDRED DOLLARS for eacli and ev
ery ease of Catarrh that cannot be cured
by the use of HALL’S CATARRH CURE.
FRANK J. CHENEY.
Sworn to before me and subscribed in
my presence, this 6th day of December,
A. D. 1886.
(Seal)
A. W. GLEASON,
Notary Public.
Hall's Catarrh Cure is taken internally
and acts directly upon the blood and mu
cous surfaces of the system. Send for
testimonials, free.
F. J. CHENEY & CO.. Toledo. O.
Fold bv all Druggists, 75c.
Take Uall’a Family Pills for constipation.
ad t
Mrs. S. W. Lowry, of Crossett.
is the guest of her parents. Mr.
and Mrs. M. A. King.
The Woman’s Home Mission So
ciety tf the Methodist church wi'l
hold their Annual Bazaar in the
library on Friday afternoon, Oct.
30. and serve supper there that
evening.
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
Save the Green Tomatoes.
Just at this season of the year
there is usually a large crop of to
matoes on the late planted vines
and a great majority of these are
likely to be ruined by early frosts.
If the grower has a cellar or a fair
y dark cool room, he can gather
those which are pretty well mature
and store them for future use.
They will continue to ripen in stor
age and it is often possible to have
fresh tomatoes until well near the
Xmas season.
Go into the field shortly before
the frosting season comes on ano
carefully pick the fruits with stem
attached and carry to the cellar
with as little bruises as possiole.
Do not pile them in the cellar, but
spread out on a shelf or floor.
When ripened in this way they are
quite as uelicious as when gather d
fresh from the field and the more
we put up in this way the less will
be the quantity of canned goods
necessary for the winter supply.
Methodist Church Services
The following services will be
held at Union church Sunday: Sun
day school at 10:00 a. m. Preach
ng at 1 1 a. m. and 7:30 p. m. by
the pastor. A cordial invitation is
extended to all to attend these
services.
Rev. J. R. Rushing Pastor
5 or 6 doses 666 will break anv
case of fever and chills. Price, 25c
Notice.
The Union Saw Mill Company
jvill pay $50.00 as a reward to any
one. not in its employ, who will fur
nish information from which any
'arson shall be convicted of depre
lating or trespassing upon the lim
ner of said Company.
This 1st, day of February, 1906.
Union Saw Mill Co.
By F. W. Scott,
Secy, and Trear
Skin Disease Cured.
Your druggist guarantees tore
turn your money if Hunt’s Cure
fails to cure skin disease, itch, ec
zema, tetter, ringworm and other
forms of skin trouble. Also fine
for piles, old sores. Costs nothing
if it fails to cure. Give it a trial.
Farm Facts.
Agriculture needs all the great
men it can get.
In union there is strength and in
co-operation there is profit.
The farmer can neither help him
self nor can he be helped by others
until he organizes.
The economic distribution of
farm products is today the world's
greatest prob'em.
Our transportation systems are
the dray carts of agriculture
and can be made capable peddlers
of farrp products.
The middleman is nothing more
than a fa-m hand but he is able to
fix his own wages and collect them
and to multiply his transactions as
he pleases.
Bumper crops without market
facilities have sent more farmers
1 staggering down the back alleys of
' agriculture than all the pests and
droughts that ever cursed the na
j tion. Peter Radford, Lecturer Na
, tional Farmers’ Union.
Advantage With the Goat.
“ 'Tie only a goat," murmured the
man, as he strode Into the strange
farm. “ 'Tls butt a man,” retorted the
goat, as It went at It in a business way.
—Baltimore American.
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 »tory of border Mexico, vivid,
Intense, such as has never befors
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.
"Now up to the track!” the roadmas
ter panted, ae the destroye* swept oa
d($wn the line. "Find some tools—
we’ll take out a rail!”
With frantic eagerness he toiled up
the fill and attacked a fish-plate, and
Hud and the young guard searched the
hillside for tools to help with the work.
They fell to with sledge and clawhar,
tapping off nuts, jerking out spikes,
and heaving to loosen the rail—and
then once more that swift-moving
something loomed up suddenly on tbe
track.
"Up the hill!” commanded the road- j
master, and as they scrambled into a
gulch a wild locomotive, belching
s-moke and steam like a tire engine,
went rushing past them, struck the
loose vail, and leaped into the creek
bed. A moment later, as it crashed
its way down to the water, there was
i an explosion that shook the hills. They
crouched behind the cut bank, and the
trees above them bowed suddenly to
the slash of an iron hail.
“Dynamite!” cried the roadmaster,
grinning triumphantly as he looked
up after the shock; and when the fall
of fragments had ceased, and they had
fled as if by Instinct from the place,
they struck hands on their narrow es
cape. But back at the big house, with
everybody giving thanke for their de
livery from the powder train, the mas
ter mechanic raised a single voice of
protest. He knew the sound. He
knew that dynamite had not been re
sponsible for the crash that smote the
ears of the anxious listeners.
" Twas not dynamite!" he yelled.
“Powder train be damned! It was No.
9! She was sour as a distillery! She
blowed up, I tell ye—she blowed up
■when she hit the creek!”
And even after a shower of bullets
from the ridge had driven them all to
cover he still rushed to those who
would listen and clamored that it was
the bran.
But there was scant time to hold a
post-mortem on No. 9, for on the sum
mit of a near-by ridge, and overlooking
the black tank, the rebels had thrown
up a wall in the night, and from the se
curity of this shelter they were indus
triously shooting up the town.
The smash of the first wild car had
been their signal for atlack, and as
the explosion threw the defenders into
confusion they made a rush to take
the tank. Here, as on the day before,
was stationed the federal garrison, a
scant twenty or thirty men in charge
of a boy lieutenant.
Being practically out of ammunition
he did not stand on tha order of his
going, but as his pelones pelted past
the superintendent's house the reor
ganised miners, their belts stuffed with
cartridges from their own private
stock, came charging up from the town
! and rallied them in the rear.
Trained by American leaders they
were the only real fighting force to be
depended upon unless the Americana
themselves should take a hand in the
game, and that they could not do
without the possibility of serious in
ternational consequences, a chance
| they could not take except as a last
! resort to save the women and children
| and themselves.
In a solid, shouting mass they swept
up the hill together, dropped down be
hind the defenses, and cheeked the as
tounded rebels with a volley. Then
there was another long-range battle,
with every sign of war but the dead,
I until at last, as the firing slackened
from the lack of cartridges, a white
j flag showed on the ridge above, and
the leaders went out for a parley—
I one of those parleys so character
j istic of Mexican revolutions, and
j which in reality mean so little, for
both sides know that the words ut
tered are meaningless, and should one
of them ever result in a surrender the
terms of that surrender would not be
regarded, once the victims were in the
hands of the victors.
Properly speaking, Del Rey was In
command of the town, but neither the
federals nor the miners would recog
nize his authority and the leadership
went by default. While they waited to
hear the rebel demands the Americans
; took advantage of the truce to bring
j up hot food from the hotel, where Don
! Juan de Dios stood heroically at his
’ post. Let bullets come and go, Don
Juan kept his cooks about him, and
to those who had doubted his valor his
coffee was answer enough.
"W'y, my gracious, Mr. Hooker,” he
railed, as Dud refreshed himself be
tween trips, ‘‘ain't you going to take
any un to those women? Don’t drink
'"Vmvricrht. 1914 hv Fr^.nk A. Munsrv ’
Every Sign of War But the Dead.
so much coitue now, but give it to the
men who fight!”
“Ump urn," grunted P.ud with a grin;
"they got a skinful of mescal already!
What they need is another earioad of
ammunition to help ’em shoot their
first rebel.’’
"I thought you said they wouldn't
fight!” twitted Don .Tuan. “This is the
battle of Fortuna that I was telling
you about last week.”
"Sure!” answered Bud, "aud over
there is the dead!”
He pointed to a riot of mescal bot
tles that marked the scene of the
night’s potations, and Don Juan gave
him up as hopeless.
"A pile of bottles usually represent
the casualty list in a Mexican fight,”
added Bud as Don Juan moved away.
But, jest as he would. Bud saw that
the situation was serious, for the fool
hardy Sonorans had already emptied
their cartridge-belts, and their guns
| were no better than clubs. Unless the
: rebels had been equally reckless with
“I'm Going to Get Those Papers!”
j their ammunition they had the town at
their mercy, and the first thing that
they would demand would be the refu
gees in the big hoijse.
Before that could be permitted the
Americans would probably take a
hand in the fight, for, while the great
majority of the women in the house
were Mexican, there were a few
[ Americans, and they would be pro
tected regardless of international com
plications. But Gracia Aragon was
not an American, and she could not
claim the protection of these country
men of his.
The possession of the town; the
arms of the defenders; food, clothing
and horses to ride—none of these
would satisfy them. They would de
mand the rich Spanish landowners to
! be held for ransom, the women first
of all. And of all those women hud
dled up in the casa grande not one
would bring a bigger ransom than Gra
cia Aragon.
Bud pondered upon the outcome as |
the emissaries wrangled on the hill- ‘
side, and then he wont back to the
corral to make sure that his horse was
eafe. Copper Bottom, too, might be
held for ransom. But, knowing the
rebels ns he did, Hooker foresaw a
different fate, and rather than see. him
become the mount of some rebel chief
tain he had determined, if the town
surrendered, to make a dush.
Riding by night and hiding in the
Mils by day he could pot to the border
in two clays. All he needed was a little ,
jerked beef for the trip and he would I
be ready for anything.
So he hurried down to the hotel
again and was just making a sack of
food fast to his saddle w hen he heard
a noise behind him and turned to face
Aragon. For two days the once
liaughty Don Cipriano had slunk about
like a sick cat, but now he wae headed
for Gracia’s big roan, and the look in
his eyes betrayed his purpose.
“Where you going?” demanded
Hooker in English, and at the gruff
challenge the Spaniard stopped in his
tracks. The old. hunted look came
back into his eyes, be seemed to
shrink before the stern gaze of the
Texan, and, as the memory of his past
misdeeds came over him, he turned as
if to flee.
But there wae a smile, an amused !
and tolerant smirk, about the Ameri
can’s mouth, and even for that look
of understanding the harried haclen
dado seemed to thank him. He was
broken now, thrown down from his
pedestal of arrogance and conceit, and
;ts Hooker did not offer to shoot him
at sight lie turned back to him like a
lost dog that seeks but a kind word
Bud knew that Aragon was entirely
at his mercy, that fear had clutchpd
the once arrogant Spaniard by the
throat, and it was almost worth the
anxiety he felt for this man's daugh
ter to see the father cowed. Aragon
crawled closer to Bud as if for the
protection he could not get from hi
>wn people.
“Ah, senor!" he whined, “your par
ion! What?” as he sighted the sacK
of meat—“you are soing, too? Ah, tny
friend”—his eyes lighted up suddenly
at the thought—“let me ride with you!
I will pay you—yes, anything—but if
Bernardo Bravo takee me he will hang
me! He has sworn it!”
“Well, you got It coming to you! ]
answered Hooker heartlessly.
"Hut I will pay you well!” pleaded
\ragon. “1 will pay you—” He paused
as It to consider what would tempt
him and then suddenly he raised his
head.
“W hat is it you wish above every
thing?” he questioned eagerly. "Your
title to the mine—no? Bien! Take
me to the line—protect me from my
enemies—and the papers are yours!”
“Have you got them wdth you?” In
quired Hooker with businesslike di
rectness.
“No, but 1 can get them!” cried Ara
gon. forgetful of everything but his
desire to escape. “1 can get them
while you saddle my horse!"
"Where?” demanded Hooker craft
ily.
“From the agente mineral!” an
swered Aragon. “1 have a groat deal
of influence with him, and—”
"Bastante!” exploded Bud In a voice
which made Aragon jump. “Enough!
If you can get them. I can! And we
shall see, Senor Aragon, whether this
pistol of mine will not give me some
influence, too!"
"Then you will take them?” faltered
Aragon as Hooker started to go. "You
will take them and leave me for Ber
nardo Bravo to—”
"Listen, senor!” exclaimed Hooker,
halting and advancing a threatening
forefinger. "A man who can hire four
men to do his dirty work needs no
protection from me. You understand
that—no? Then listen again. I am
going to get those papers. If I hear
a word from you I will send you to
join your four men.”
He touched his gun as he spoke and
strode out into the open, where he
beckoned the mineral agent from the
crowd. A word In his ear and they
went down the hill together, while Don
('iprlano watched from above. Then,
as they turned into the office, Aragon
apat out a curse and went to seek
Manuel del Rey.
CHAPTER XXIV,
In a land of class privilege and ofll
■ial graft it >b often only in times of
marchy that a poor man can get his
ights. For eight months Hooker had
battled against the petty intrigue of
Vragon and the agente mineral, and
lien suddenly, when the times turned
to war and fear gripped at their hearts,
,ie rose up and claimed his own, hold
ing out his brawny right hand and de
manding the concession of his mine.
In a day the whirligig of fortune had
turned, and it was the fighting man
who dominated. He spoke quietly and
made no threats, but the look in his
eye was enough, and the agente gave
him his papers. Then he wrote out a
receipt for the mining tax and Bud
stepped forth like a king.
With his papers inside his shirt and
a belt of gold around his waist there
wm nothing left in Mexico for him.
' Once on his horse and headed for the
line and he could laugh at them all.
In Gadsden he could show title to
Kruger, he could give answer for bia
trust and look the world In the eye.
It had been a long and strenuous
fight; a fight made against seemingly
Insurmountable odds; a fight that had
cost him much, but he had won. He
had proved the trust Kruger had
Haccd in him,, and it had been a light
■■■ i IIH—.■■■ ■■m. mi f |
worth winning.
Yes, he was a man now—but hla
work was not quite done, lip at the
big house, with the screeching women
around her, was Gracia Aragon, and
lie owed her something (or his rough
w'ords. To pay her (or that he would
stay. Whatever she asked now he
would grant it; and if worBt came to
w orst he would take her with him and
make good hie promise to Phil. He
had given his word and that was
enough. Now he had only to wait.
It would not be long, for the parley
would soon be over, and if the coward
ly rurak-s surrendered the town to
the bandits he would make a break for
'ne line and civilization with the girl.
It would be a hard ride, and alone he
would have no fear of the results, but
he would chance it even with the girl
rather than leave her.
The boy lieutenant,, the brothers
Mendoza, the superintendent, and Man
uel del Key, all were out on the hill
side talking terms with Bernardo
Bravo and his chiefs. With the rebe s
it was largely a bluff, since field
glasses had shown them to be short of
cartridges; but they had over a thou
sand men massed along the ridges
and. with courage, could easily take
the town.
Bud knew that courage was the one
thing lacking. It was the one thing
that Was always lacking in these Mex
ican fights. The Mexican bandit takes
but little chance when he goes to war.
As for the Mendozas end their So
noran miners, they were properly
chagrined at their waste of ammuni
tion and swore by Santa Guadalupe to
fight It out with hand grenades. Kven
as their leaders wrangled the Mexican
powder men were busily manufactur
ing bombs, and all the while the su
perintendent was glancing to the
south, for swift couriers had been sent
to Alvarez, the doughty Spanish ha
ciendado of the hot country, to beg
i him to come to their relief.
Twice before Alvarez had met the
rebels. The first time he spoke them
well and they ran off all his horses.
The second time he armed his Yaquls
and Yaqul Mayo rancheros against
them and drove them from his domain,
inflicting a sanguinary punishment.
Since then he had been Itching to
engage them in a pitched battle, and
when the word reached him he would
come. Two'hundred and torty Yaquls,
all armed with repeating rifles, would
follow at his back, and even with his
' boasted thousands Bernardo Bravo
could hardly withstand their valor So,
while the rebels parleyed, demanding
a ransom of millions and threatening
to destroy the town, the defenders
argued and reasoned with them,
hoping to kill the time until Alvare*
should arrtve.
In the open space In front of the
house the refugees gathered In an anx
ious group, waiting for messengers
from the front, and as Hdoker walked
among them he was aware of the ma
lignant glances of Aragon. There were
other glances ss well, for he had won
great favor with the ladies by ditching
the powder train, but none from Gra
cia or her mother.
Bud would not have admitted that
he resented this lack of appreciation
on the part of Gracia, In fact he hard
ly knew that he did resent It, but he
watched anxiously for any sign of ap
proval from this girl who was to be
his partner's "bride should he conduct
her safely to the border.
From the beginning the Senora Ara
gon had treated him as a stranger, ac
cording to the code of her class, and
Hooker had never attempted to in
trude. But if Gracia still remembered
that she was an American girl at heart,
she forgot to show It t& him. To all
she was now the proud Spanish lady,
thrown with the common people by
the stress of circumstances, but far
away from them In her thoughts.
The conference between the leaders
dragged on and messengers came and
went with the news—thetf, after hours
of debate, it broke up suddenly in a
row and the emissaries came back on
the run. Even at that they narrowly
escaped, for the rebels opened lire
upon them from the ridges, and before
they could get back to cover the
dandy, Manuel del Rey. received a bul
! let hole through the crown of his hat.
A grim smile flickered across Bud's
face as he saw the damage It had
wrought, for he knew that Amigo was
in the hills—and a bullet shot down
hill goes high! Some trace of what
was In his mind must have come to
Del Rey as he halted In the shelter of
the house, for he regarded the Ameri
can sternly as Aragon spoke rapidly
in his ear But If they planned ven
geance between them the times were
not right, for a rattle of arms came
from the lower town and the captain
was up and away to marshal hts men
to the defense.
CONTINUiP IN N X. ISSUE.
Friendship's Duties.
“How many coolnesses would be
avoided could we learn to see that
friendship, like all other relations in
life, has more'duties than rights'."—
L. Soulsby.