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8YN0PSIS.
CHAPTER I—Set afoot and alone by an
accident In the desert near the Rio Grande
Mrs. Aiaire Austin, mistress of Jas Pal
mas and La Feria ranches, meets Gave
Law, Texas Ranger, at a water hole and
is compelled to spend the night there with
him, as he is In ambush for a murderer
and cannot leave his post.
CHAPTER II—Next day at evening the
murderer appears with a companion.
CHAPTER III—1 jiw captures the mur
derer but Is compelled to kill his compan
ion, Panfilo Sanchez, who happens to be
a cousin of Mrs, Austin's horsebreaker,
Jose Sanchez.
CHAPTER IV—At Las Palmas Aiaire
tells her husband, Ed, that his carousals
and inebriety must stop. Her cattle
at Ia Feria, the Mexican ranch, are con
fiscated by Longorio, Mexican federal
general, and she finds that it is because
Ed has been helping the rebel Junta.
CHAPTER VI—Entertained at their
home by Blaze Jones and his daughter
Paloma, Dave hears something about the
Tad Lewis outfit, which is suspected of
cattle stealing. With Ricardo Guzman and
hie boys Dave and Blaze go on a scout
after cattle thieves.
CHAPTER VII—Taw catches two of the
Lewis outfit branding a stolen calf and in
a light kills one and has his horse shot
under him. He trails the other thief to
Las Palmas, where he Is insulted by Ed
Austin, whom he knows to be very friend
ly with the Lewis outfit.
CHAPTER VIII—Law follows up the
trail of Urbina, the escaped thief, to no
purpose except to confirm Austin's con
nection with the Lewis outfit.
CHAPTER IX—On her homeward Jour
ney Aiaire again meets I/ongorio, who
openly makes love to her. She obtains
the release of Juan Garcia from prison.
CHAPTER X—Jose Sanchez swears to
find out the truth about the slaying of
Panfilo. Dave gets further Information
about the Lewis outfit. Ricardo Guzman
goes to Mexico to sell horses to the fed
eral.
CHAPTER XI—Dave and Aiaire attend
the Las Palmas rodeo. She presents Dave
with a horse to replace the one killed by
the cattle thieves. They discuss the kill
ing of Panfilo.
CHAPTER XII—Guzman does not re
turn from Mexico and his reported killing
arouses Americans. Dave and Blaze ar
range to go to Romero across the river
and recover the body. Jose hears that
Dave killed Panfilo and goes to Join Lon
gorio. Paloma and Aiaire arrange to go
to the river to await the return of Blaze
and Dave. Longorio appears at Las Pal
mas with an escort and overhears Ed
telephoning news of the trip after Gus
man to Tad Lewis.
CHAPTER Xni-Lonforio compels PM
to go to the river Adth him. The girls
follow and hide In The pumphouse. The
Lewis outfit appears. when Blaze and
Dave cross* the river a general mix-up Is
prevented by Captain Evans and his rang
ers who appear on the scene and support
Dave. Dave arrests Urbina.
CHAPTER XIV—Blaze dodges dress
makers and fortune tellers.
CHAPTER XV—Strange, a fortune tell
er, warns Dave that Jose Is cooking up
trouble for him and Alalre. Dave goes to
see her and In a moment of emotional
stress they confess their love.
'CHAPTER XVI—Ed, who had disap
peared after the Guzman Incident, conies
pack and Alalre decides to divorce him.
She writes to her lawyer and to Dave.
Jose carries Dave's letter to Longorio,
who orders him to kill Ed.
CHAPTER XVII—Alalre moves to di
vorce Ed. War wifi Mexico seems Immi
nent. Dave comes to the Jones home
sick. Strange warns him that Alalre Is
gone to La Ferla and Is In great danger.
CHAPTER XVIII—Dave goes to Ias
Palmas and arrives Just after the murder
of Ed Austin.
CHAPTER XIX—He rounds up Jose,
gives him the water cure and gets from
nlm confession that he killed Ed, then
starts for U Ferla to protect Alalre,
whom he knows Igmgorlo will capture. He
Instructs Blaze to give the whole matter
the eldest publicity and to send Ellsworth
to Washington to sing battle hymns.
CHAPTER XX-At La Ferla Alalre
finds that she Is Longorlo's prisoner.
CHAPTER XXI—Longorio woos Alalre
and brings a priest to marry them that
night.
CHAPTER XXII—Dave wins through
to La Ferla and the priest marries Alalre 1
to him during Longorlo’s temporary ab
sence.
CHAPTER XXllV-’The priest plays on
lAngorlo's Inordinate vanity until be con
sents to send Alalre and Dave away to the
border.
- CffAPTER XTV— Juan Garda, tbe peon
whom Alalre saved, Is able to help her
and l)ave on the road to the border.
CHAPTER XXV—Blaze Invades Mexico
with the Jonesvllle Guards to rescue his
friends. They meet and travel home to
gether.
CHAPTER XXV.
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The Dawn.
Juan "Garcia proved to be a good
guide, and he saved the refugees many
miles on their road to the Rio Grande.
But every farm and every village was
a menace, and at first they were forced
to make numerous detours. As the
night grew older, however, they rode a
stralghter course, urging their horses
to the limit, hoping against hope to
reach the border before daylight over
took them. This they might have done
had it not been for Father O'Malley
and Dolores, who were unused to the
Buddie and unable to maintain the pace
Juun set for them.
About midnight the party stopped on
the crest of a flinty ridge to give theli
horses breath and to estimate their
progress. The night was fine and clear;
outlined against the sky were the
stalks of countless sotol-plants stand
ing slim and bare, like the upright
lances of an army at rest; ahead th«
road meandered across a mesa, cov
ered with grama grass and black, form
less blots of shrubbery.
Father O’Malley groaned and shift
ed his weight. “Juan tells me we’I
never reach Romero by morning, at thi:
rate,” he saifl; and Dave was forced t<
agree. “I think you and he and Alain
laid better go on and leave Dolores ant
ide to follow as best we can.”
Dolores plaintively seconded this
suggestion. “I would rather be burnet
at the stake than suffer these agonies,’
she confessed. “My bones are broken
The devil is in this horse.” She begai
to weep softly. “Go, senora. Suva
yourself! It is my accursed fat stom
nch that hinders me. Tell Benito tha
t perished breathing his name, and se<
to it, when he remarries, that he retain:
none of my treasures.”
Alaire reassured her by saying: “W<
won’t leave you. Be brave and mak<
the best of it.”
“Yes, grit your teeth and hold on,’
Dave echoed. “We’ll manage to mak<
it somehow.”
But progress was far slower than i
should have been, and the elder wotnat
continued to big behind, voicing hei
distress in groans and lamentations
The priest, who was made of sterne:
stuff, did his best to bear his torturei
cheerfully.
In spite of their efforts the first ros;
herald of dawn discovered them still t
long way from the river and Just enter
Ing a more thickly settled country
Daylight came swiftly, and Juan flnully
gave them warning.
“We can’t go on; the danger is too
great,” he told them. “If the soldiers
are still in Romero, whnt then?”
“Have you no friends hereabouts
who would take us in?" Dave inquired.
The Mexican shook his head.
Dave considered for a moment. “You
must hide here,” he told his compan
ions, “while I ride on to Romero and
see what can be done. I suspect
Blanco’s troops have left, and in that
case everything will be all right.”
“Suppose they haven’t?” Alaire in
quired. All night she had been in the
lightest of moods, and had steadily re
fused to take their perils seriously.
Now her smile chased the frown from
her husband’s face.
Well, perhaps I’ll have breakfast
with them,” he laughed.
“Silly. I won't let you go,” she told
him, firmly; and, rending the expres
sion In her face, he felt a dizzy won
der. “We’ll find a nice secluded spot;
then we’ll sit down and wait for night
to come. We’ll pretend we’re having a
picnic.”
Dolores sighed at the suggestion.
“That would be heaven, but there can
be no sitting down for me.”
Garcia, who had been standing in his
stirrups scanning the long, flat road
ahead, spoke sharply: “Caramha!
Here come those very soldiers now!
See!”
Far away, but evidently approaching
at a smart gait, was a body of mounted
men. After one look at them Dave
cried:
“Into the brush, quick !” lie hurried
his companions ahead of him, and
when they had gone perhaps a hun
dred yards from the road he took
Juan's repeater, saying: “Ride in a
little way farther and wait. I'm going
hack, if you hear me shoot, break for
the river. Hide hard and keep under
cover as much as possible.” Before
they could remonstrate he had wheeled
Montrosa and was gone.
This was luck, he told*hiinself. Ten
miles more and they would have been
safe, for the Itlo Grande is not a dif
ficult river either to ford or to swim,
lie dismounted and made his way on
foot to a point where he could com
mand a view, but he had barely estab
lished himself w hen he found Alaire at
his side.
“Go back,” he told her. But she
would not, uud so they wuited together.
There were perhaps a dozen men in
the approaching squad, and Dave saw
tha* they were heavily accoutred. They
rode fast,' too, and at their heud gal
loped a large man under a wide
brimmed felt hat. It soon became evi
dent that the soldiers were not uni
formed. Therefore, Dave reasoned,
they were not federals, but more prob
ably some rebel scouting band from
the south, and yet— lie rubbed his
! eyes ana starea again.
I Dave pressed forward eagerly, ln
| credulously; the next lnstaut he hud
broken cover with a shout. Alulre was
i at his side, clapping her hunds and
i laughing with excitement.
The cavalcude halted; the big man
tumbled from his suddle and came
straddling through the high grass, wav
! lug his hat and yelling.
! “Blaze! You old scoundrel!” Dave
cried, and seized one of the ranchman's
palms while Alulre shook the other.
“Say! We’re right glad to see you
all,” Jones exclaimed. “We reckoned
you might be havin’ a sort of unpleas
antness with Longorio, so we organized
up and came to get you.”
The olher horsemen were crowding
close now, and their greetings were
noisy. There were the _two (luzman
boys, Benito Gonzales, Phil Strange",
ami a number of Jonesville’s younger
and more adventurous citizens.
In the midst of (he tumult Benito in
quired for his wife, and Dave relieved
his anxiety by calling Dolores and Fa
ther O’Malley. Then, in answer to
the questions showered upon him, lie
swiftly sketched the story of Alalre’s
rescue a ml their flight from La Ferla.
When he had finished Blaze Jones
drew a deep breath. “We’re mighty
glad you got out safe, but you’ve
kicked the legs from under one of my
pet ambitions. I sure hud planned to
nail Longorio's hide on my barn door.
Yes, ami you've taken the bread out of
the mouths of the space writers and
sob sisters from here to Hudson’s bay.
Miz Austin, your picture’s in every
newspaper in the country, and, believe
me, it's the worst atrocity of the war.”
“War!” Father O’Malley had joined
the group now, and he asked, "Hus war
been declared?"
“Not yet, but we’ve got hopes.” To
Alaire Blaze explained: “Ellsworth’s
in Washington, wavin’ the Stars and
Stripes and singln' battle hymns, but I
reckon the government figures that the
original of these newspaper pictures
would be safe anywhere. Well, we’ve
got our own ideas in Jonesville, so
some of us assembled ourselves and de
clared war on our own hook. These
gentlemen”—Blaze waved his hand
proudly at his neighbors—“constitute
t,he Jonesvllle Guards, the finest body
of American men that has invaded
Mexican soil since me and Dave went
after Ricardo Guzman’s remains.
Blamed if 1 ain’t sorry you sidetracked
our expedition.”
It was evident, from the words of the
others, that the Jonesvllle Guards were
indeed quite as heedless of interna
tional complications as was their com
mander. One and all were highly in
censed at Longorio’s perfidy, and, had
Alaire suggested such a thing, it was
patent that they would have ridden on
La Feria and exacted a reckoning from
him.
Such proof of friendship affected her
deeply, and it was not until they were
all under way back toward Romero
that she felt she had made her appre
ciation fully known. When she reflect
ed that these men were some of the
He Took Hep Hand In His and They
Rode on Silently, a Song in tho
Heart of Each of Them.
very neighbors whom she had shunned
and slighted, and whose honest interest
she had so habitually misconstrued all
these years, it seemed very strange
that they should feel the least concern
over her. It gave her a new apprecia
tion of their chivalry and their worth;
it tilled her with a humble desire to
know them better and to strengthen
herself in their regard. Then, too, the
esteem in which they held l>ave—her
husband—gratified her Intensely. It
made no more difference to them than
to h>-r that he was a poor man, a mun
without authority or position; they evi
dently saw and loved in him the Quali
ties which she saw and loved. And
that was as it should be.
They were gentle and considerate
men, too, as she discovered when they
told her, bit by bit, what had happened
during her absence. She learned, much
to her relief, that Ed’s funeral had
been held, and that all the distressing
details of the inquiry had been attend
ed to. Jose Sanchez, it appeared, had
confessed freely. Although her new
friends »madc plain their indignation
at the manner of Ed’s taking away,
they likewise let her know’ that they
considered his death only a slight loss,
either to her or to the community. Not
one of them pretended it was anything
except a blessing.
The Journey drew to nn end very
quickly. Romero, deserted now by Its
garrison, stirred and stared sleepily at
the Invaders, but concerned Itself with
their presence no more than to wonder
why they laughed and talked so spirit
edly. Plainly, these gringos were a
barbarous race of people, wbat with
their rushing here and there, and with
their loud, senseless laughter. God had
wisely placed them beyond the Ulo
Grande, said the citizens of Romero.
The crossing was made; Alalre found
herself in Texas once again, and it
seemed to her that the sun had never
been so bright, the air so clear, the
j sky so high, the world so smiling, as
here and now. The men who hud rid
den forth to seek her were smiling,
' too, and they were shaking her hands
: and congratulating her. Even the Guz
man boys, who were shy In the pres
ence of American ladies, were wishing
j her the best of fortune and the greatest
of happiness.
Blaze Jones was the last to leave.
With especial emphasis upon her name,
she said: “Miz Austin, Paloina and
, me would like to have you coine to our
house and stay until you feel like golu’
back to Las Palmas."
When Alalre declined with moistened
eyes, explaining that she could not well j
accept his invitation, he signified his i
understanding.
“We’re goin’ to see a lot of you, just
the suine,” he promised her, “ ’cause we
feel as if you sort of belonged to us.
There’s n left of good people in this
part of Texas, and them that ain't so
good, (lod and the rangers Is slowly
weedin’ out. We don't always know
the ones we like best until something
happens to ’em, but if you’d heard the
prayers the folks of Jonesville have
been savin’ lately you'd know you was
our favorite.” Then, with n meaning
twinkle in his eye, he told her, gravely:
“It seems n pity that I ain’t younger
and better-lookin’. I would sure cut
short your grief.” Then he raised his
hat and rode away, chuckling.
Alaire turned to Dave in dismay.
“He knows!” she cried.
“I’m afraid they all know. But don’t
worry; they’ll respect our wishes.”
Father O’Malley had ridden on ahead
with Benito and Dolores; Dave and
Alaire followed leisurely. Now that
the moment of their parting was at
hand, they lingered by the way, delay
ing it as long as possible, feeling a nat
ural constraint at what was in tlieir
minds.
“How long—will it be?” he asked
her, finally. “How long before I can
really have you for my own?”
Alaire smiled Into his eyes. “Not
long. But you’ll be patient, won’t you,
dear?”
lie took her hand in his and they
rode on silently, a song In the heart of
each of them.
(TIIE END.)
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After a controversy covering many
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hack to the old custom, and as in the
past select the 24 prettiest members
of the sophomore class to curry the
chain. The students have concluded
the alleged bitterness caused by the
selection of tiie two dozen prettiest
sophomores os daisy chain girls under
ibe old system was more Imaginary
than real.
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HAD TO WIRE FOR ADDRESS
Englishman Visiting in Paris Took
Roundabout Method of Finding
Out Where He Lived.
A young Englishman who hod a
rather treacherous memory went to
spend a holiday in Paris. With a little
difficulty he sought out a hotel, and,
anxious to make llie best of his time,
he sallied forth the next morning to
have a look at the boulevards. Having
spent a few hours there, he would re
turn to his quarters. But to get to
the boulevards and then get back to
the hotel he soon found were very dif
ferent things, for. to his great annoy
ance, he had utterly forgotten the
name of the place where he had taken
up his abode.
Further, a mere smattering of
French was all he knew, and as every
one he encountered appeared to have
no knowledge of English, the difficulty
of explaining himself seemed insur
mountable. At last, to his great Joy,
he stumbled across a fellow-country
man who, after a little conversation,
suggested an ingenious escape from
his dilemma.
“By the way,” said he, “did you send
to your people in England any Intima
tion of your safe arrival last evening?"
“Of course, I did,” was the ready
reply. “I wrote to my folk at once, as
I promised my father I should.”
“Then don’t you think,” remarked
the quick-witted Englishman, “that it
would lie a good Idea to wire home and
nsk thenij if they have received your
letter, to let you know your address in
Paris?”
Absurd though it seemed at first. It
was the only thing to be done, and,
luckily, his letter had been written on
hotel paper. He waited patiently in
the telegraph office until he received
the welcome intelligence which sent
him on his way rejoicing.
COULD NOT BE OVERLOOKED
Good Reason Why Autoist's Action
Aroused the Indignation of Pub
lic-Spirited Sheriff.
Barney Dnreboy’s giant Craekard
bicycle purred Joyously as Barney
drove it at a OT'/fc-mile clip along the
sandy highway toward Flat Rock,
Mich.
“I’d like to see the hecker that
can stop me today!” chuckled Bar
ney as he fell off in the town.
But at that moment he observed an
individual ahead of him in the center
of the road, so busy giving a simul
taneous imitation of Pavlowa and
George M. Cohan that he never even
heard the or.rushlng Craekard bicycle
Just in the nick of time Barnej
swung aside and crashed through a
hog-tight fence into a meadow, and
the next minute Sheriff Weegles
dashed up nnd had Idiu by the collar.
"Have a heart, sheriff,” protested
Bnrr.ey. "You know dumdasted well
you wouldn’t even have got my num*
ber if I hadn’t turned aside to save
that poor man’s life. A kind deed
like that—”
“I don’t object to stray chickens be
ing run down, and I don’t object to
nothin’ under a hundred miles an
hour,” said Sheriff Weegles grimly,
“when n guy deliberately busts a town
property fence Instead o’ killin’ a loaf
er that’s been a burden on the com
munity for eight years, he’s a-goln’ to
get fined good and stiff, be Is.”—De
troit Free Press.
Writing Up to Rules.
The reporter carried to the city edi
tor's desk the story on which he ha«t
toiled two hours. It was an account
of the adventures of a cat that, through
the mistake of a rural postmaster, had
been crated and shipped by parcel post
to the city post office.
“It’s mighty hard,” he confessed to
the city editor, “to write up to all the
rules I learned at college, particularly
that one about avoiding repetition.”
The editor glanced through the nar
rative. The first sentence mentioned
the fact that a handsome tortoise-shell
cat had been received at the local post
office. In the next sentence the re
porter had avoided repetition by call
ing the cat “puss.” Then she became
successively a tabby, an animal, a
feline and a pet. Then the reporter’s
overworked vocabulary put forth a
final spurt, and the item finished tri
umphantly :
“When the slats were removed from
the top, the contents of the crste were
found to be suffering from hunger and
nearly dead from thirst."—Youth’s
Companion.
Hit Choice.
A school teacher In the Italian quar
ter of Chicago had been telling her
pupils certain of the fables of Aesop,
and of these the story of the fox and
the grapes seemed especially to appeal
to one dusky son of Italy.
By a stroke of luck the teacher was
enabled to hear the lad give his ver
sion to a lad In another class.
In a delicious dialect the boy re
counted the fable pretty much as It is
written until he reached the climax,
which he rendered thus:
“Den de olda fox he say, ‘I thlnka da
grape no good, anahow. I guess I go
geta de banan’.’ ”
One Trial Enough.
In a vaudevftle boarding house the
breakfast table gossip was bussing.
One drug store blonde was bemoaning
the stern realities of this life.
“What you should have done,” said
a Juggler, “was to marry and b&ome
interested In a domestic existence.”
“Rats,” she replied. “I did get .mar
ried one Sunday and It spoiled my
pleasure for the day.—New York Sun.
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