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Automobile of MisS Dorothy Upton and
Ittend, Mrs. Vane. hrvtils <down) at New
'utxico horder pittro eimp. comtninitdld
by Lieutenntit Ky imxtrste. The two wonti
en are on wity to inie of Nfiss Upton's
father. locitd n row 1inie.s rieross the
Mexetin borth-r. Kyntistort leaves women
at his :im whtile ie glos with a detail
to investigatte report of Viita gun runners.
ViRa troops drive siall force of Car
rumta neross border lite airil they surren
der to Kymist'n. Dorothy ind Mrs. Pane
Mili nti enip wiin Klytiston returns with
pirtsoners. B1nd lexiena priest -appears
ist Caip itil I;ilms iiteritoi Mexicans
bawe In tie spoils brought across the line
a womierfil etnwralti bell stoleti from a
*hrflr1" by Z:tletta and tiken from bWin by
Crana tnops. 'riest is searching for
tht emireril i in order to return it to the
MArthie. Kynustsoni finds jewel tiand reports
to departiertt hoeaituatrters.
Cupid Is almost sure to have
his way when a brave and hand.
some army officer comes to theI
aid of beauty In. distress inaa
this story, with its bizarre set. '
ting and unusual characters and
situations, love unfolds rapidly
and hotly. Lieutenant Kynaston
and Mrs. Fane and Dorothy are
engulfed in a little emotional
it Ut t CRira
"I shall have to notify department
.headquarters about it and send it up
there. I have no authority to give it
to anyone and I'm sorry to say I can't
"Padre," he went on to the old
priest, who was sitanding with out
stretched neck listening to such few
words as he could understand, "I
think we have recovered your bell,
but I shall have to hold it for you until
1I receive orders from my superiors
telling me what to do with it. In a
matter of such importance I do not
eonsider myself justified in acting
without orders- Ilello! There comes
another automobile up the road."
Dorothy stared up the road, pres.
ently she sprang upon a great bowlder
and waved her veil at the oncoming
"It's father!" she called back ex
Eftedly over her shoulder. "It's fa
ther! We sha'n't have to wait aftq
.AM for the chauffeur to got b .
Kynastonl laughed frankly t hei
1ook of dismay as she real ed ho
what she had said must so nd to the
"I'm sorry you're, nxious to gel
away 5s.-- t/i, IMiss Upton. I'll gc
K ~ eyour father a hand with hit
Mr. Upton needed no help. Het rat
31s machine up to the bottom of thn
oiopo and swinging out came forwvard
-with outstretched hand.
"Breakdownu, elh? I'm glad it hap
!pened where you could help them
Kynaston. You never met my daugh
:lar before, didi you? You girls wil:
knowv enough to take my advice next
ihno. I'll take you on now, and thn
mnachuine can wait till the man gots
"If you ever get a chance, Kynas
len, come over to the Santa Crus
muto. WVe'l be glad to see you. What
are you going to do with all you
iiander that I see here?"
Kynaston told him that he woulb
1tare to send a messenger that nigh1
to the nearest telegraph station witi
a dispatch asking what to do with then
vluables that he had captured,
'la the meantime," he added, "
suppose I'll have to sit on the bell
meare, if it is as valuable as the padren
Kynaston and Dorothy explained to,
"Let's see it" cried Mr. Upton ex.
So Kynaston for the second time
that morning unwrapped the mass of
Elrty rags and displayed to the won
dertog eyes of the miner the green
deries of that wonderful boll. Uptor
brar his breath hard.
'I',o heard of it all my life down
bete in Mexico, but I never believed
IL I *onder it it can be bought from
U. asked the question of the priest,
Wte old man shook his head emphati,
"'h'ere be many things, senor, that
si 'e cannot buy, and this boll is ont
et lh4m. It was the price of a life
i~euma's life, that was afterwarc
bbka by his #wn subjoots, so it il
adi, at the t~ime the: Spaniards heli
.he oity of "renochtitlan. Money car
atbey it, senor, I trust to the well
mass honor of the -American to re
w.s it to the shrine."
"'! shall wait here with men
getres," said Kynaston sympathetical
b, "S~i I hear frong headquarters, ani
Uben I will sot you on your way
For Upton wras holding out his hand
sUe rs. Fe and Dorothy wer<
~I~ug .4 *rewell,
' aefbil Qf the ret
pY '9eorqe B.
of life are transitory. And through
his thoughts there glinted the shim.
mering gold of Dorothy Upton's hair.
Suddenly breaking off his reverie,
he turned to the first sergeant.
"Send a man to the nearest tele
graph station," he ordered. "I've got
a message for headquarters."
Within a few minutes the man was
rapidly trotting off on his twenty-mile
errand. Kynaston spent the next two
hours in chat with the old priest, who
was a golden talker. So the moments
passed quickly till the rapid drumming
of hoofs on the trail told of the return
of the messenger.
He handed Kynaston a letter.
"I got the adjutant general him
self, sir, and he answered right away."
Kynaston tore open the envelope
Keep ossession of valuables till 6f
ficer arrives to receipt to you for it. lie
will come tomorrow.
Jephson, Adjutant General.
"Thank goodness, that will take the
responsibility off my shoulders," he
commented as he swung a couple of
the heavy Navajo blankets over the
extra cot to make a resting place for
the old priest, who sank heavily to
Kynaston passed out of the tent to
see to his horses.
A little later Kynaston sent a cor
poral with two men and a led horse
to the railroad, ten miles away, with
instructions that after the ofilcer came
they should wait till moonrise before
starting back. After seeing the little
party start he took refuge in his ham
mock. Pipe in mouth, he lay watch
Ing the night drop down over the pur-'
The old padre felt his wy 'painfully
out of the tent that Kyiston had as
signed for his use, .whd very laborious
ly made his W*to the tree, guided by
the purrWp4of Kynaston's pipe.
Den dost thou expect thy visitor
arrive, my son?"
"Should be here an hour after the
moonrise, padre," said Kynaston.
"[ut, senor, moonrise means noth
ing to a blind man who never sees it."
"Well, padre, it means that in about
four or five hours the officer who has
been sent to receive the stolen ar
ticles will arrive. When he does come
it will be 'up to him,' as we Ameri
V'eered at Him With the Intent Look
of the Bilnd.
cans say, about giving back to you the
bell that you have traveled so far to
get. Won't you be seated ?-and we'll
talk till he shows up."
With a word of thanks the old man
sank into the reclining chair which the
officer pushed forward.
In the course of thiat long talk, punc
tuated by the purr of his pipe and the
heavy breathing of the over'-baked
earth, Kynaston learned much, for he
was an apt pupil.
He learned of heavy-footed wander
ings over hot plains and well-nigh
trackless mountains; of nights ispent
in the waterless desert, with only the
I yelping of the tireless coyotes for com
Ii beg the lieutenant's pardon, sir,
S but there's horses comin' up the trail."
SIt was the observant trumpeter who
-Spoke. Kynaston, obedient to the
-" summons, laid down his pipe and
i- walked down upon the flat. He now
plainly hoard the horses come quickly
,, up the rocky trail. Withih a moment
*. or two they pulled up before the camp,
j and ,he went forward to greAt an ofm
- cer who dismounted swiftly and intro
,"I am Major Uydyke, Mr. Kynas
a ton. The gen~eral sent me down here
to. rolieve you of pArt of yor em
I barrasmunt.*. eal r*q404 m
pression' that with .an atfair of tita
importance happening here you should
have a larger' force.
"He is relu9tanf to Send an entire
troop of cavalry.here becaus% that!will
make it necessary to send a captain
in command, and he has been so fa-.
vorably impressed with the way you
have handled the situation sice you
have been here that he does not wish
to supersede you if it can be avoided.
I may add that he suggested to me
that I should drop you a hint to the
effect that he- wanted you to know
that he appreciates #ie manner in
which you have conducted affairs dur
ing the past six months."
Kynaston flushed warmjy. Words of
appreciation are rare in military life,
where the efficient performance of
duty is assumed. Neglect or derelic.
tion is a rarity. But the present de.
partmont commander believed that
just as a commanding officer should be
quick to reprehend, so also he should
not be chary of appreciation. The re-.
suilt was that his subordinates wore
more than willing to work themselves
to a shadow to carry out his faintest
"You see, Kynaston," went on the
staff officer, "we have had several
hints to the effect that attempts were
being ma4e to smuggle money across
the line, so when your tclegram came
the general sent me off hot foot. How
many of these prisoners are there?"
Kynaston told him.
"And three pack-mules. Whore did
they come from?"
Kynaston answered briefly, and fol
lowe'd, his report with an account of
the priest's arrival and the discovery
of the valuable emerald that had set
two continents agog three hundred
"So you see, sir," he concluded, "I
couldn't properly turn the thing over
to the priest, though I believe his claim
is correct and just."
"Ever hear of him before?" asked
Major Updyke sharply.
"Never, sir. Why?"
"Nothing. It just occurred to me
that in order to obtain possession of
a jewel like that almost anyone would
or could tell an interesting yarn. Have
you ever been in Trocantp-didn't you
say that's the name of Aho place the
man says he came fro f?"
"Trocanto. yes-no, I've never beon
there. And I've nov hIreard of it ei
ther. How about y?"
"Of course," ynaston hesitated,
"that actually proves nothing."
The staff 6lcer laughed.
"Al. t-ie same," he cried, "I'm giad
I came down here, if you were really
go worked on .by the old fellow that
you thought about giving the stone to
him. You'd have found yourself in a
Pretty pickle if you'd let him have it,
and then a claim had been made by
your prisoners that you'd taken the
stone. It would have cos't you your
commission, or at least-"
"Like to see the stone, sir?"
"Of course I should, but I'd like even
better to have a drink and something
Kynaston produced his last bottle,
and, bidding his "striker" improvise a
supper, sat chatting with his visitor
till the meal was ready. When Major
Updyke was through and had rolled a
cigarette, the youngster sent a trum.
peter to give his eompliments to the
priest and to ask him to come to the
The old padre, hearing the summons,
came slowvly from his hot little tent
andl picked his way painfully across
the stones of the trail.
"I hoard thee asking for me, my son.
I am here."
"'This is the priest I was telling you
Major Updyke shook hands with the
old man, who peeredl at him from un
der bent brows with the peculiarly in
tent look of the blind. The padre
seated himself for a moment upon a
great rock, clasping his hands loosely
across his knees.
Presently, in answer to a question,
the 01(1 man began to talk, and for an
hour the staff officer sat, an interested
listeider, while the old man made his
appeal for the restoration to his shrine
of the priceless jewel that Kynaston
had taken the day before.
"But the proof, man, the proof! Thou
must understand, padre, that American
law, upon whose justice we pride our
solves, requires proof. How canst
thou prove that this stone is indeed
the stone that thou hast described--?
What is that. Kynaston? It sounds
like firing breaking out in the south
It did sound like rifle firing. The
low, thunderous, reverberating crackle
that they knew so well brought every
man out of the encampment as a stick
in the teo;hole of a hive brings out
the bees. Kynaston and Major Up
dyke ran to the top of the low hill back
of the camp; here they had a good gen
eral view of the land.
"It must be another party, sir, mn
trouble again. Wait till I get my
glasses; we can see more with them."
So for a leng half hour they sat and
watched. The., Bound of the firing
grew fainter and fainter, and finally
died away, only to break out again and
again as the two officers were about to
leave the hill.
Men make their little plan. and
talk about will-power making a
way--and then destiny, or fate,
or luck, come. along and scram
bles the sItuatIon beyond rec
ognItIon. An untoward move
ment, a heedless step, and a
man's career Is wrecked. What
do you make of the distant rIfle
(TO BE CNTI4U10D) -
Men ot sense sometimps make oents
oit' of noesanbo.
ST. LOUIS COLISEUM, DEMOCRATIC CONVENTION HALL
NTERIOR OF COLISEUM AT ST. LOUIS
* 1 1
WILLIAM F. M'COMBS ENTRANCE OF ST. LOUIS COLISEUM
the Democratic national committee
MARTIN H. GLYNN..
* :.' .PRESIDENT WOODRQW WILSON
Martin H. Glynn, former governor
of New York, is temporary chairman
of the Democratic convehtion,
Nomads' of tliq Desert.'
The Tuaregs are of the purest Ber
ber stock, the noble families unimixed
with other blood, and, in their own
language, they call themselves the
Noble People. Nominally, they area4
Mohammedan. and some of their
number compose the most intolerant
and warlike sect in Islam, the Senus
site sect. Their hatred for the for
eigner'is greater even than that bred
by their religion, and so they. are
more exclusive than eyer were the
Chinese or Japanese. Their social '
organization divides them into five
classes, the nobles, the priests, the
serfs, the crosv.breeds and the slaves,
All of these, claenes have this that
is democratic-they term together the
Tuareg family, which holds itself su
perior to all the other peoples of the
Sui'e Sign of Age.
A sure'eigta of advancing age ia that
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WILLAM . MT MBSENTR NCE 0 F T9 OUIS COLSEU
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