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Mrs.’C. A. Berry visited with her
sitters at.Hampton this week.
Hardwood 75 cents per load un
til September 1st. T. F. Ashcroft.
Russell Moore is back from a
visit with his parents at Nashville.
5 or 6 doses 666 will cure any
case of fever and chills. Price, 25c.
Dr. Rex A. Barrow spent Sun
day with relatives and friends at
Junction City.
Born—to Mr. and Mrs. E. H.
Thompson at Camp No. 1 last
week, a daughter.
Miss Virgie Sue Patterson, of
Bastrop, was the guest of Mrs. J.
B. Crockett this week.
L. M. Cartall and wife returned
Tuesday from a visit with her
parents at Pulaski, Term.
G. C. Barnett arrived back in
Huttig Tuesday afternoon from a
v sit with home folks at Bradley.
Miss Clyde Pitts left Wednesday
afternoon for Fostoria, Tex., to
spend several months with her
sister.
Percy Pryor, who is located at
Bernice, La , was over the first of
t le week visiting with his parents
and other friends here.
Misses Pat Martin and Eloise
Ludlum, of Bastrop, were the
guests of Miss Martin’s cousin, C.
H Andrews, here this week.
Mr. and Mrs. P. H. McVickers,
of Farmerville, were guests this
week of their daughter, Mrs. D. W.
Spencer, and family west of town.
Mrs. B. F. Moody and children
are visiting her sister at Benton
this week and will visit her brother
in Little Rock before returning
home.
No. 666 j
Thi* i« • prescription prepared etpecially
(or MALARIA or CHILLS A. FEVER, j
Five or lix doiei will break any cate, and
if taken then at a tonic the Fever will not
return. It acta on the liver belter than
Calomel and doet not gripe or sicken. 25c
Store Manager D. M. Clowney
is home from the St. Louis market
where he purchased fall and winter
goods for the Union Saw Mill Com
pany store.
THe Ladies' Aid of the Bapiist
church will sell candy on the porch
of the company store Saturday, the
proceeds to be used in paying for
furnishings for the church.
As Arkansas is one of the first of
the states to hold an election this
fall, news of an overwhelming Dem
ocratic victory here will give stim
ulus to Democrats in other states.
Simmon's Liver Purifier.
The mild and pleasant liver med
icine, is Simmon’s Liver Purifier.
It's action is thorough, but pleas
ant. Does not gripe or sicken like
other medicines. Sold in 25c
boxes by your druggist.
An enjoyable dance was given
Wednesday night at the Union Ho
tel in honor of the visiting young
ladies from Bastrop, La. The
music was furnished by a colored
string band from Monroe.
Rev. J. R. Rushing and wife ar
rived home last Saturday after
noon from Hot Springs, where he
underwent a minor operation for a
throat trouble which has been
bothering him for some time.
An interesting political booklet
has be«jn; prepared by the commit
tee, deiltfig'^ith progressive acts
done by the Democrats of Arkan
sas during the past few years. The ■
full draft of the platform of the
last Democratic State Convention
is also inserted in the book. The
booklet may be had by anyone de
siring it upoh application to the
Democratic State Central Com
mittee. 933 Southern Trust Bldg..
Little Rock.
Our huller cleans the cotton and
seed. Neel & Brasher Cin.
Huttig, Aik.
Circle No. 2 of ihe Baptist La
dies' Aid Society, gave a "shoe
aocial" in the basement of the Un
ion Hotel Monday night which was
largely attended and enjoyed by
all. Quite a sum of money was
realized.
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.
—
Mrs. J. B. Crockett entertained
Wednesday afternoon in honor of
Misses Pet Martin, Eloise Ludlum
and Virgie Sue Patterson, of Bas
trop, La., who were here visiting
this week. Progressive rook at.d
light refreshments were enjoyed by
those present.
Presiding Elder W. P. Whaley,
of Camden, will occupy the pulpit
at the Methodist church both Sun
day morning and evening arid will
also conduct a religious rally ser
vice at 3 o’clock Sunday afternoon.
Everybody is cordially invited to
attend any and all of these ser
j vices.
State Senator J. Monroe Smith
of this district, is slated for presi
dent of the next senate and we
hope to see him elected. He would
make a good presiding officer, as
he thoroughly understands parli
mentary practice and was well
liked by all the members of the last
senate.
Beware of Ointments tor
Catarrh That Contain Mercury
aa mercury will surely destroy the sense
of smell and completely derange the
whole system when entering It through
the mucous surfaces. Such articles should
never be used except on prescriptions
from reputable physicians, as the damage
they will do is ten fold to the good you
can possibly derive from them. Hall's
Catarrh Cure, manufactured by F. J.
Cheney & Co., Toledo. O., contains no
mercury, and is taken internally, acting
directly upon the blood and mucous sur
faces of the system. In buying Hall's
Catarrh Cure be sure you get the genu
ine. It (s taken internally and made in
Toledo, Ohio, by F. J. Cheney & Co. Tes
timonials free.
Bold by Druggists. Price 75c per bottle.
Taka Ball's Family Fills for constipation.
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Rev. W. T. King, who has been
pastor of the Baptist church here
for the past two years, tendered
his resignation at the mid-week
prayer meeting on Wednesday eve
ning and has accepted the pasto
rate of the Baptist church at Cross
ett and will move there next week
to take up his new duties. No one
has been called to succeed him
here yet.
The motion picture men will soon
be here to take pictures for the
Panama Pacific Exposition. Ac
cording to an announcement sent
out from headquarters of the Ar
kansas Commission at Little Rock,
our county is to be included in a
"Tour of Arkansas" film. Reb'
Hartwick. of Little Rock, will have |
charge of the arrangements for
moving pictures which will be
filmed by Pathe Bros. Mr. Hart-j
wick is expected here soon to make \
preliminary arrangements.
Lyceum Signers and iluttig S. I. A. Meeting.
All members of the Huttig School
Improvement Association and those
who signed the guarantee for the!
Lyceum course to be given the
coming season, are requesteJ to
meet at the Union church at 7:30
o'clock Friday night for the pur
pose of deciding how the course
shall be handled and for the elec
tion of new officers for the School :
Improvement Association.
The first number of the course
will appear the latter part of Sep
tember. so something must be done
st once toward selling the tickets
and making arrangements for it.
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 atory 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 sencrita, peon,
Indian, crowd its chapters with
clear-cut word pictures of busi
ness, adventure and love, against
a aomber background of wretched
armies marching and counter
marching across a land racked by
revolution and without a savior.
So eager were they in their search
so confident in their fancied security,
that they never looked up from their
work, and the tramp of Hooker's boots
was drowned by their grubbing until
he stood above them. There he
paused, his pistol in hand, and waited
grimly for developments.
“Ha!” cried Aragon, grabbing at a
piece of quartz that came up, “Aqul lo
tengo!” He drew a second piece from
his pocket and placed them together.
“It Is the same!” he said.
Still half-burled in the excavation,
he turned suddenly as a shadow
crossed him. to get the light, and his
jaw dropped at the sight of Bud.
"I’ll trouble you for that rock,” ob
served Bud, holding out his hand, and
as the rural Jumped, Aragon handed
over the ore. There was a moment's
silence as Bud stood over them—then
he stepped back and motioned them
out with his gun.
Down the jagged cut they hurried,
awed into a guilty silence by his an
ger, and when he let them mount
without a word the rural looked back,
surprised. Even theu Bud said noth
ing, but the swdng of the Texan's gun
spoke for him, and they rode quickly
out of sight.
"You dad-burned greasers!” growled
Bud, returning his pistol with a jab
to ite holster. Then he looked at the
ore. There were two pieces, one fresh
dug and the other worn, and as he
gazed at them the worn piece seemed
strangely familiar. Aragon had been
comparing them—but where had he
got the worn piece?
Once more Bud looked it over, and
then the rock fell from his band. It
was the first piece they had found—
the piece that belonged to Phil!
CHAPTER XV.
When the solid earth quakes, though
It move but a thousandth of an inch
beneath our feet, the human brain
reels and we become dizzy, sick and
afraid. So, too, at the thought that
some trusted friend has played us
false, the mind turns* back upon Itself
and we doubt the stability of every
thing—for a moment. Then, ae we
find all the trees straight up. the world
Intact, and the hills in their proper
places, we cast the treacherous doubts
aside and listen to the voice of reason.
For one awful moment Hooker sow
himself betrayed by his friend, either
through weakness or through guile;
and then his mind straightened itself
and he remembered that Phil was in
jail.
What more natural, then, than that
the rurales should search his pockets
and give the ore to Aragon? He
stooped and picked up the chunk of
rock—that precious, pocket-worn spec
imen ttiat had brought them the first
premise of success—and wiped it on
his sleeve.
Mechanically he placed it beside the
other piece which Aragon Itad gouged
from the edge, and while he gazed at
them he wondered what to do—to
leave their mine and go to his friend,
or to let his friend ivait and stand
guard by their treasure- and his heart
told him to go to his friend.
So he swung up on his horse and
followed slowly, and as soon as it was
dark he rode secretly through Old
Fortune and on till he came to the
jait. It was a square stone structure,
built across the street from the can
tina in order to l*e convenient for
the drunks, and as Hud rode up close
and stared at it, some one hailed him
through the bars.
"Hello there, pardner," called Hook
er, swinging down and striding over
to the black window, "how long have
they had you in here?”
“Two days," answered Phil from the
inner darkness; "but it seems like a
lifetime to me. Say. Hud, there's a
Mexican in here that’s got the Jim
jams—regular tequila jag—can't you
get, me out?"
“Well, 1 sure will!” answered Hud;
"what have they got you in for?
Where's our friend, IVm Juan? Why
didn't he let me know?”
"You can search me!” railed He
Lancey. "Seems like everybody quits
you down here the minute you get
into trouble. I got arrested night be
fore last by those d,-*-d rurales—
Manuel Del Ttey was behind it, you
can bet your life on that—and I've
been here ever since!”
“Well, what are you pinched for?
Who do 1 go and eee?”
"Pinched for nothing!” cried He
lancey bitterly. “Pinched because
i'jUL & Mexican citizen and cnn^t jirq
"nnvnrfit. 1911 htr F’-ink A. Mimurv 1
I in ..icomunicado for
L«ct m„vHe.>.
three days!”
"Well, I'll *ef you out, all right,”
said Hooker, leaning closer against
t-lie bars. “Here, have a smoke—did
they frisk you of your makings?”
“No!” snapped De Lartct-y crossly,
"but I'm out of everything by this
time. Bud, I tell you I've had a time
or it! They threw me In here with
this crazy, murdering Mexican and
I haven't had a wink of sleep for two
days. He’s quiet now, but 1 don't
want any more." —
"Well, say," began Bud again, "what
are you charged with? Maybe 1 can
grease somebody's paw and get you
, o$t tonight!”
'There was an awkward pause at
this, and finally I)e Lancey dropped
his white face against the bars and
his voice became low and beseeching.
'"I'll tell you, Bud," he said, “1
haven’t been quite on the square with
ytju—I've been holding out a little.
But you know how it Is—when a fel
low's in love. I've been going to see
Gracia!"
"Oh 1” commented Hooker, and stood
very quiet while he waited.
“Yes. I've been going to see her,”
hurried on Phil. ”1 know 1 promised; i
but, honest, Bud, I couldn't help it.
It just seemed as If my whole being
was wrapped up In her, and 1 bad to
do it. She'd be looking for me when
I came and went—and then 1 fixed it 1
with her maid to take her a letter.
And then 1 met her secretly, back '
“What A re You Pinched For?"
by the garden gate. You know they’ve
got Home holes punched in the wall—
loopholed during the fight last sum
mer—and we'd—”
"Sure, I’ll take your word for that,’’
broke in Hooker harshly. “But get to
the point! What are you pinched
for?”
“Well,” went on J)e Lancey, his
voice quavering at the reproof, “1 was
going to tell you, if you’ll listen to me.
Somebody saw us there and told Ara
gon—he shut her up for a punishment
and she slipped me out a note—well, I
couldn’t stand it—1 hired the string
band and we w'ent down there in a
hack to give her a serenade. But this
cad. Manuel del Rey, who lias been
acting like a jealous ass all along,
swooped down on us with a detach
ment of his rurales and took tts all
to jail. He let the musicians out the
next morning, but I've been here ever
since.”
"Yes, and what are you charged
with?" demanded Bud brusquely.
“Drunk,” confessed Phil, and Bud
grunted.
“Huh!” he said "anti me out wastch
ing that mine night and day!”
“Oh, 1 know I’ve done you ttfrt.
Bud,” wailed De Lancey; "but I didn’t
mean to. and I’ll never do it again.”
“Never do what?” inquired Bud
roughly.
"I won’t touch another drop of
boose an long as I'm in Mexico!” cried
Phil. ‘‘Not a drop!”
“And how about the. girl?” continued
Pud inexorably. “Her old man was out
and tried to jump our mine today— '
how about her?”
"Well,” faltered Dc Lancey, “I'll—
she—”
“Vou know your promise!” reminded
Bud.
“Yes; I know. But—oh, Bud, if you :
knew how loyal I've been to yon— if
yotj 'knew what offers I've resisted—]
the mine stands in my name, you
know.”
"Well?”
“Well, Aragon came around to me !
last week and said if t'd give him a
half Interest in it he’fp—well, never
mind—it was a great tvimptation. But
did I fall for it? Not *>n your life! I
know you, Bud, and I kmvw you're hon
est—you'd stay by tne to the last
ditch, and i'll do the mine by you.
But I'm in love. Bod. and that would
make a man forget his,promise if he
wasn't true as steel.” . _ . _
"Yes,’ commented Hooker dryly. “1
don't reckon I can count on you much
from now on. Mere, take a look at
this and see what you make of it." lie
drew the piece of ore that he had
taken from Aragon from his pocket
and held it up in the moonlight. "Well,
feel of it, then,” he said. “Shucks, you
ought to know that piece of rock, Phil
—it’s the first one we found in our
mine!”
"No!” exclaimed De I.ancey, start
ing hack; "why—where'd you get it?”
“Never mind where I got It!” an
swered Hooker. "The question Is:
What did you do with it?"
“Well, I might as well come through
with It.” confessed Phil, the last of his
1 assurance gone. "I gave it to tiracla!" j
“And f took it away from Aragon,” ,
continued Bud. “while he was digging
some more chunks out of our mine. 80
that Is your idea of being true as steel.
Is It? You’ve done noble by me and
Kruger, haven't you? Yes, you’ve been i
a good pardner, 1 don’t think!”
“Well, don't throw me down, Bud!" i
pleaded Phil. “There’s some mistake i
somewhere. Her father must have i
found 11 and taken It away! I'd stake i
my life on It that Gracia would never :
betray me!”
"Well, think It over for a while,” [
suggested >!ud, edging his words with 1
sarcasm. “I'm going up to the hotel!”
“No; corpe back!" cried lie Lancey,
clamoring at the bars. “Come on
back, Bud! Here!" he said, thrust I
tng bis hand out through the heavy
irons. “I'll give you my w-ord for l*
—-I won’t see her again until we get
pur title! Will that satisfy you? Then
give me your hand, pardner I’m sorry
1 did you wrong!"
"It ain’t me," replied Hooker sober
ly, as he took the trembling hand; "it's
Kruger. But'if you'll keep your word,
Phil, maybe w-e can win out yet. I’m
going up to find the comlsario.”
A brief Interview with that smiling
individual and the case of Phfl De
Kancey was laid bare. He had been
engaged in a desperate rivalry with
Manuel del Rey for the hand of Gra
cia Aragon, and his present Incarcera
tion was not only for singing rag-time
beneath the Aragon windows, but for
trying to whip the captain of the ru
rales when the latter tried to place
him under arrest.
And De Dancey was the prlsonef- not
of the comlsario, but of the captain of
the rurales. Sore at heart. Bud rode
up through the Mexican quarters to
♦ he cuartel of the rurales, but the cap
tain was inexorable.
'No, senor, he said, waving an elo
quent finger before his nose, "I cannot
release your friend. No, senor!”
“But what is he charged with ?” per
sisted Bud, “and when is hfs trial?
You can’t keep him shut up without a
trial."
At this the captain of the rurales
lifted his eyebrows and one closely
waxed mustachio and smiled mysteri
ously.
“Y como no?” he inquired. "And
why not? Is he not a Mexican citi
zen?”
“Well, perhaps he is!" thundered
Bud, suddenly rising to his full height, j
"but I am not! I am an American, i
senor capita!), and there are other
Americans! If you hold my friend ;
without a trial I will come and tear
your jail down—and the comisario will
not stop me, either!"
“Ah!” observed the dandy little cap
tain, shrugging his mustachio once
more and blinking, and while Hooker j
raged back and forth he looked him
over appraisingly.
“One moment!” he said at last, rais
ing a quieting hand. “These are peril
ous timef^ senor, in which all the de
fenders of Fortune should stand to
gether. I do not wish to have a dif
ference with the Americans when Ber
nardo Bravo and hie men are march
ing to take our town. No, 1 value the
friendship of the valiant Americans
very highly—bo I will let your friend
go. But ilrst. he must promise tne one
thing not to trouble the Senor Ara
gon by making further love to his
daughter!”
"Very well!” replied Bud. “He lies
already promised that to me; so come
on and let him out.”
“To you?” repeated Manuel del lley
with a faint smile. “Then, perhaps—”
“Perhaps nothing!" broke in Hooker
shortly. “Come on!”
lie led the way impatiently while
the captain, his saber clanking, strode
out and rode beside him. He was not
a big man, this swashing captain of
the rural police, but he was master,
nevertheless, of a great district, from
Fortuna to the line, with a reputation
for quick work In the pursuance of his
duty as well as in the primrose ways
of love.
In the insurrections snd raidings of
the previous summer he had given the
coup de grace with his revolver to
more than- one embryo bandit, and In
his love affairs he had shown that lie
could be equally su-mniary.
Tiie elegant Feb* Huna, who for a
time had lingered near the charming
Gracia, had finally found himself up
against a pair1 of pistols with the op
tion of either lighting Captaiu del Hey
or returning,to hisjmreuU. The young
I
man concluded to beat a retreat, rar
a like offense Philip l)e Lancey had
been unceremoniously thrown into
jail; and now the capitan turned his
attention to Bud Hooker, whose mind
he had not yet fathomed.
‘‘Excuse me, senor,” he said, after a
brief silence, "but your words left me
In doubt—whether to regard you as a
friend or a rival.”
“What?” demanded nud, whose
knowledge of Spanish did not extend
to the elegancies.
"You said," explained the captain
politely, “that your friend had prom
ised you he would not trouble the lady
further. Does that mean that you aie
interested in her yourself, or merely
that you perceive the hopelessness of
his suit and wish to protect him from
a greater evil that may well befall
him? For look you, senor. the girl is
mine, and no man chd come between
us!”
“Huh!" snorted Bud, who caught
the last all right. Then he laughed
shortly and shrugged hie shoulders. “I
don't know what you're talking about,”
he said gruffly, “but he will stay away,
all right."
"Muy bien.” responded Del lley care
lessly and. dismounting at the jail, he
threw open the door and stood aside
for his rival to come out.
‘‘Muchas graclas, senor capitan,'' sa
luted Bud, as tne door clanged to be
hind his pardner. But Phil still bristled
with aneer and defiance, and the cap
tain perceived that there would he no
thanks from him.
“It is nothing,” he replied, bowing
politely, and something in the way he
said It made I>e Lancey choke with
rage. But there by the earcel door
was not the place for picking quarrels.
They went to the hotel, where Don
Juan, all apologies for his apparent
neglect—which he excused on the
ground that De Lancey had been held
incoinunicado—placated them as best
he could and hurried on to the news.
"My gracious, Don Felipe,” he cried,
“you don't know how sorry 1 was to
see you in jail, but the captain's or
ders were that no one should go near
you—and In Mexico we obey the ru
rales, you know. Otherwise we are
placed against a wall and shot.
“But have you heard the news from
down below? Ah, what terrible timeB
they are having there—ranches raided,
women stolen, rich men held for ran
Bom! Yes, It Is worse than ever! Al
ready I am receiving telegrams to pre
pare rooms for the refugees, and the
people are coming in crowds.
"Our friend, the Senor Luna, and
his son Feliz have been taken by Ber
nardo Bravo! Only by an enormous
ransom was he able to save hiB wife
and daughters, and his friends must
now pay for him.
"At the ranch of the rich Spaniard,
Alvarez, there has been a great battle
In which the red-flaggers were defeat
ed with losses. Now Bernardo Bravo
swears he will avenge his men, and
Alvarez has armed his Yaqui work
men.
"He is a brave man, this Colonel
Alvarez, and his Yaquis are all war
riors front the hills; but Bernardo baa
gathered all the insurrectos in the
country together—Campos, Ilojae, the
brothers Esc&boza—and they may
crush him with their numbers. But
now there is other news—that they
are marching upon Fortune and El
'I igre, to seize the mines and mills
and hold the rich American companies
up for ransom.
“No, scnores, you must not return
to your cauip. Rematn here, sod you
shall still have your room, though
Spanish gentlemen sleep on the floors,
No. allow me, Don Felipe! 1 wish to
show you how highly 1 value your
friendship! Only because we cannot
disobey the ruraleB did 1 suffer you to
lie in jail; but now you shall be my
guest, you shall—”
"Nope,” answered Bud; "we’re safer
out at the mine.”
He glanced at De Lanrey, In whose
mind rosy visions were beginning to
gather, and he, too, declined—with a
sigh.
"Make it a bed for the night, he
said. “I've got to get out of this town
before I tangle with Del Rey again and
lind ntyeelf back in Jail. And uow lead
tne to it—I’m perishing for a bath and
a sleep!”
They retired early and got up early
—for Uud was haunted by fears. But
as they passed through Old Kortuna
the worst happened to him—they met
Cgacia, mounted on a prancing horse
and followed by a rural guard, and she
smote him to the heart with a smile.
It was not a smile for Phil, gone
astray and wounding by chance; it
was a dazzling, admiring smile for
Bud alone, and he sat straigiiter in his
paddle. But Phil uttered a groan and
s«uck his horse with the quirt.
"She cut me!" he moaned. ,
"Aw, forget itl” growled Bud, and
they rode pn their way In silence.
CONTINUED IN NEXT ISSUE.
Block to Pregreaa.
More of us would make good if our
neighbor would quit shoving.—Chica
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