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| ' CHAPTER VII.
*
The Man Who Would Know Life.
Later that day O’Reilly set out to
reconnoiter tin* city of Nouvitas. He
was followed, of course—he had ex
pected as much, and the circumstances
amused rather than nluru* d him. But
when h<> returned to his hotel and
found that his room had/becn visited
during his absence he jv lt a hint of
uneqsluess. Evidently, us Doctor Al
varado had forecast, the authorities
were interested In him; and he had
further evidence of the fact when he
learned that the room next him Was
occupied by the very man who had
shadowed him on the stri ct. Inasmuch
5 as the Intervening wall was no m>re
'than a thin partition, through which
his very breathing could lie heard,
while hJs every movement could doubt
less be spied upon, O’lteilly saw the
need of caution.
| During breakfast, and afterward
throughout an aimless morning stroll,
; O’Reilly felt watchful eyes upon him.
When he returned to his hotel l\e
found Mr. Carbajal In the cafe onn
tcoctlng refrescos for some military offi
cers, who scanned the American with
H bold, hostile glances. O’Reilly com
fl plained to the proprietor of u tootli
t ache. He declared that something had
to be done at once, and inquired the
name and address of the best .local
i dentist.
1; Mr. Carlaijal named several, among
them Dr. Tomas Alvarado, whereupon
his guest hurried away, followed at
a respectful distance by the secret
if agent.
F Finding Doctor Alvarado's office was
I dosed, as he had anticipated, O’Rollij
■I proceeded to tlie doctor’s residence
| There was some delay when he rung'*
\ the bell, but eventually the dentist
\ himself appeared. O'Reilly recognized
him from bis reseuihlnnce to • his
| Brother. He addressed him In English
I, “I come from Felipe,” he began. "lie
11 vteil 'remembers the day you whipped
jU Wra to keep him from going to the
j< Ten Years’ war,"
f| “'The languor cf Doctor Alvarado’s
r siesta vanished. lie started, his eyes
ft widened.
if . “Who are you?” he muttdrod.
’ “My name Is O’Reilly. lam an Amer
ican, a friend, so don’t he alarmed.
The man you see approaching ts fol
lowing me, hut h.o thinks I have come
to you with n toothache.”
“What do you want?"
j ! “I want your help in joining the in
fj eurrectos.”
By tills time the detective had come
within earshot. Making an effort at
f self-possession, the dentist said: “Very
if well. I will meet you at my office la
a half-hour and see what can be done.’
i\ Then he bowed.
Mi O'Reilly raised Ills hat and turned
ji ttwny.
li Doctor Alvarado’s dentist’s ciirrtt
] faced a full-length window, one iff sov-
M eral which, after the Cuban fashion,
f opened directly upon the sidewalk, ren-
J dering both the waiting room and the
* office almost as public ns the street
f Itself. Every one of these windows
F was wide open when Johnnie arrived;
| r but it seemed that the dentist kn<>\\
if what he was about, foV when his pa-
U tient had taken his sent and he lmd
j: begun an examination of the trouble
t; ionic tooth, he said, under his breath:
li I°°* nni watched. Talk to me In
' English. When I press,, thus, ujion ‘
4; rour gum, you will know that someone
P passing. Now. then. what Is tlie
’ neanlng of your amazing message
t, ; Srotn Felipe?”
y - While Doctor Alvarado pretended to
jv xeat a perfectly sound molar, Johnnie
t o ntnaged, despite frequent interrup
||| lons, to make known the reason and
rfrcurustnpees of his presence,
j'l “But there are no rebels around
■ : icre,” Alvarado told him. “You could
11 tacape to the country, perhaps, but
s rhat then? Where would you go?
jf. 3ow would they know who you are?”
W “That’s what I want to find out.”
The Cuban pondered. “You’ll have
' i go to Puerto I‘rineipe.” ho said at
i ength. “Our men -aye operating in
ci hat neighborhood, and tny brother Ig
] | laclo will know how to reach them.
. I i'll give you a message to him, similar
I ’ the one you brought me from Fe
||< tee." Then he smiled. “I’ve Just
r bought of the very thing. Years ago
; i lent him a book which I particularly
~ gited. and one of his children dam
; tged it. I was furious. I declared I
gPlritatd never lend him another, and I
* ; lever have. Now. then. I’ll give you
id hat very volume; hand it to him ami
my that I asked yon to return it to
f* rim."
,; O’Reilly thanked him, promising to
4 tse every precaution in delivering tlie
:i‘i nessgge. The next morning he paid
| f 3a*tmjnl ’s score and took the train
| ; :o the interior. In his hag was Tomas
| Alvarado’s precious volume, and In the
tame coach with him rode the secret.
t service man.
* - In Its general features Puerto Prfn
differed little frotu the other Cu-
Eirr
| s __
K:-' Another Chapter Will Appear Shortly—Watch F|Ht--Read It
k,- v i
Tan cities u nriuy it vc; -
pactly built, it was very old and it
looked Its centuries. Its streets were
particularly narrow and crooked, hav
ing been purjxisely laid out in laby
rinthine mazes, so the story goes. In
order to fool ;he pirates.
As he sat in u cafe, sipping an or
angeade, he heard someone speaking
an atrocious Spanish, and looked up to
see that another American lmd en
tered. The stranger was a tall, fune
real young man. with pallid oheekj-t and
hollow, burning eyes. "’Reilly stepped
over t* tlie table and introduced him
self. “The hotel keeper in Neuvitas
told me I’il find you here," he said.
“Pour name is—”
“Branch; Leslie Branch. So Carba- 1
jrtl said you’d find me here, eh? Oh,
tlie greasy little liar. He didn’t believe
it. lie thought his cooking would have
killed me, long ago, and it nearly did.’
“Ycur Name Is—7”
Tills time Mr. Branch’s hony frame
! underwent a genuine shudder and Ids
1 face* was convulsed with loathing
! “Carbajal's in the secret service. Nict
I Cat lit lie spy."
j "So l suspected.”
Mi. Branch’s beverage appeared at
i 'ins moment. With a llourish tin
i waiter placed n small glass and a
j hott'-e of dark liquid before hint
, launch stared at it. then rolled a
I fiercely smoldering eye upward. *
“What’s tin#?” he inquired,
j O’Reilly read the label. “It’s bit
| fers.” said In*.
j “Hitters! And I asked for‘yellow’—
i glass of ngwn with yellow.” Branch’s }
voice shook. “I’m dying of a fever, j
' ud this ivory-billed toucan brings nn j
i i quart of poison. Jiudets!” It was .
niiiosslble to describe the suggestion
>f profanity with which the speake.
colored this innocuous expletive. "Weak
i-l :u.i. 1 shall gnaw his windpipe.” j
In bared bis teeth suggestively and j
raised two talonlike banns.
The waiter was puzzled but not
alarmed. He embraced himself as bin j
i mstonier had done, and shuddered;
Hun pointing at the bitters, lie nodded t
encouragingly.
O’Reilly forestalled an outburst by ;
| translating his countryman’s wants, j
j “l*n vaso de ngua con hielo,” said lie I
; am! the attendant was nil apologies.
-*<> you speak the lingo?” marveled '
Mi Branch. “Well, I can’t get tin j
hang ot it. Don’t like It. Don’t like j
j anything Spanish. H —l of a country •
sn't It? —where the ice is ‘yellow’ and j
•he butter is ‘meant to kill you,’ and i
docs.”
t '’Reilly laughed. “You’ve been
studying a guide h<*ck, ‘with complete
glossary of Spanish phrases.’ ”
j Mr Brfmeh nodded listlessly. ‘Tm
supposed to report this Insurrection,
but the Spaniards won’t let me. They
edit my stuff to salt themselves. I’m
getting tlr< l of the farce."
“doing home?”
"lwui’t dare.” The speaker tapped
i his concave chest. , “Bum langs. I
; tame dotyn here to shuffle off. and I'm
1 waiting for ft to happen. What bring*
t you to Cuba?”
“I’m ligre fqr my health, too.” The ,
i real Invalid stared. !T have rheuma
j tism." _ /
"t'.olng to sweat it out. eh? Well
! there's nothing to do but sweat’’— j
1 Branch was racked by a cough in;
qn hill that rhm.k his reedy frame— |
•ss eat and cough. Bullets! No mis
■ rate about that hospital bark, is
j Per-?” When he had regained hit*
-* ■ :• ■■■ r *• •* ’ / .
ruL a;:;, a.\ uA AS-^.wi, oc i < >hl.k .to, _
- - ■ -
treaOi ne said: “See here! I’m goin; !
to take a chance with you, for I lik i
your looks. My newspaper work is i \
bitiff; I don’t send enough stuff to keef !
me alive. I came here to cure my
lungs, and—l want you to help rn<
do it.”
O’Reilly stared at the man in snr
prise. “How can I help you?” h*
asked.
“By taking me with you.”
“With me? Where?”
“To the insurreetos, of course.”
The ipen eyed each other fixedly
“What makes you think— ’’ (flleiiij
began.
-'-•‘Oh, don’t, say It! I’ve got a hunch
I don’t know what your game im
probably dynamite: there’s a storj
that the rebels have sent for soun |
American experts to teach them hov I
to use the stuff, aud Coii knows the: j
need instruction! Anyhow. I can’ i
swallow that rlieumutism talk. j
thought you might give me a lift. Tak
me along, will you?”
“And how would that benefit you) I
cough?” Johnnie inquired curiously
Mr. Branch hesitated. “Well, I’ll tel
you,” lie said, after a moment. “|*n j
afraid to die this way. by inches, am j
hours. I’m scared to death.” It sceme*. I
impossible that the sick man’s cheek:
could furtner blanch, but they became
fairly livid, while u heading of mois
ture appeared upon his upper Up,
“Heaven! You’ve no idea how it gets
on a fellow’s nerves to see himself
slipping—slipping. I’d like to end it
suddenly, like that!” He voiced the
last sentence abruptly and snapped his !
fingers. “Then, too, I’d like to have a :
•Hi rill before f cash in—taste ‘the salt •
of life,’ as somebody expressed It. j
That’s war. It's the biggest game in
the world. What do you think of the j
Idea?”
“Not much,” O’Reilly said honestly. !
“Difference in temperament. I sup- :
I pose it is a sick fancy, hut I’ve got it. 1
| I’m a rotten coward, hut I’ll fight if .
| the Cubans wiirTuke me.”
“Where are the Cubans?”
“Oh, they’re out yonder In the hills, j
| I know all about ’em. Come over to I
| my quarters, and I’ll show you a map, i
If you’re interested.”
“1 am,” said O’Reilly, and, rising, he i
followed his new acquaintance.
CHAPTER VIII. '
The Spanish Doubloon.
On the whole, Bancho Cueto’s plans
had worked smoothly. After denounc
ing the Varona twins ns traitors he had
managed to have himself appointed
I trustee for the crown, for all their
I properties, consummation for-which he
! had worked from the moment ho read
I that letter of Esteban’s on tlie morn
ing after Donna Isabel’s death. That
there was‘a treasure Cueto hud never
doubted, and, once the place was his
to do with as he chose, he begun his
search. v
Commencing at the lower edge of the
grounds, he ripped them up wRh a sc
ries of deep trendies and cross-cuts,
i It was a task that required the labor
of many men for several weeks, and
when it was finished there was scarce
ly a growing thing left upon the place.
Only a few of the larger trees re
mained. was disappointed at
timling nothing, but he was not dis
couraged. Next he tore down the old
slave barrncoons and the outbuildings,
if tor which he completely wrecked the
residence itself. He pulled It apart bit
by bit. brick by brick. He even dug up
its foundations, hut without Ihe reward
of so much as a single peseta. Fi
nally, when the villa was hut a heap
of rubbish and the grounds a sear
upon the slope of La Curnbre, he de
misted. baffled. Incredulous, while nil
Matanzns laughed at him. Having sac
rificed his choicest residence, he re
tired in chagrin to the plantation of
La Joya.
But was now a man with n
grievance. lie burned with rage, and
j his contempt for the boy and girl ho
had wronged soured into hatred. In
time lie began to realize also that so
long as they lived they would jeop
ardize his tenure of their property, j
Public feeling, at present, was high;
| there was intense bitterness against all
! rebels; but the-war would end some!
j day. What then? Cueto asked him
self. Sympathy was ever on tlie side
;of the weak and oppressed. There
would come a day of reckoning.
As if to swell his discomfiture and
; strengthen his fears, out from the hills
! at the head of the Yumuri issued ru j
i mors of a little hand of guerrilleros, j
j under the leadership of a beardless
boy— a bund of blacks who were rauk- I
ing the upper valley unsafe for ?>puir j
) Ish scouting parties.
Cursing tlie name of Varona, rancho
1 Cueto armed himself. He did not ven- 1
| ture far alone, and. like Donna Isabel
i before him, he began to have bad |
dreams ut night.
One day. a field of Cueto’s cane was j
burned, and his laborers reported see
ing Esteban and. some negroes riding ;
into the wood. The overseer took
horse within the hour ami rode pell
mell to Matanzas. In the city at this
time was a certain Colonel Coho, in ,
eomihand of Spanish volunteers, those
execrable convict ti oops from* the Isle
of Bines whose atrocities had already
marked them ns wolves rather than
men. and to' him BancLo vert \£ith
! ills story.
“All, yes! That Varona boy. I’ve
heard of him.” Cobo remarked, when
his caller had finished his account. “H*
has reason to hate you, I dare say. fo.
you robbed him.” The colonel smiled -
disagreeably.-
Cueto murmured something to the
effect that the ldw had placed him in
his position as trnstec for the crown
and should therefore protect Idm; but
* Colonel Coho’s reject for tlie law. It
i scented, was *£ gbt. In his view there
i was but one lif the land, the law
j of force. •
“Why do y x'o-re to he asked.
“That fellow is a desperado,” Ran
cho “lie should be de
* stroyed.” i .
“Buh! The country is overrun witfc
desperadoes of his kind, aud worse.
Burning crops!\i* nothing new. I'd >
make an\rnd him sbon enough, but
nearly all of 'A men are In Cardenas.
We Lave work* nongh to do.”
*Td make It while, if you could
put an eud to Sim,” Buacho said, hes
itatingly. The?* . recalling some of
those stoHes ajt-out Colonel Cobo, hey
added, “There fyr\* two of them, you
know, a boy ui.eAa girl.”
“Ah, yes! I .r* uiem!*cr.”
“I can direct yi.u to the house of
Asensio, where -they live.”
“Uia-m!” Co}to was thoughtful. “A
girl. How old iajshc?” ,
“Eighteen.” ?
! “Ugly as an trtugator. I’ll warrant.” !
“Ha! The uigsp ravishing creature
in all Mutunzu??.’ * All tlie men were
mad over her.” A
Colonel <’obo|: the guerrilla, licked
j his full, red ran a strong
1 square hand *o ir- his curly, sli *rt
cropped ha*r. say you kuo'" ,
where sin*—wlrnfe Iliey are living?”
“All, perfectly; 1 It’s less than a
nfght’s ride. no*one except
the hoy to reckljit with.”
“How much i,\ h- worth to you?”
| bluntly inquired khe soldier, ant^ Cueto
sat down to iiiiiM- the best terms pos
sible.
* • • -jp * * •
“Do you tbloljfHb received my let-:
ter?” Rosa of her brother one
' evening as they sat on the board bench j
jby Ascnsio’s doer. It was a familiar ;
{ question to Estelan; he had answered j
it many times. 4
“Oh, yes!” he declared. “Lopez’ mes- :
senger got to Key West."
I “Then why he come?”
“But, my dear. W(u must be patient,
j Think of ids difficulties.”
| This subject always distressed young
j Varona; therefdlre he changed It. j
j (‘Come! You havfft’t heard of my good !
fortune. I another fine snake !
| today, a big, sleepy Y#*llow. Believe me,"]
! he’ll waJte up whbn’l set fire to his
i tail. He’ll go wind, and with 1
j every foot he goo* away will go more j
! sf Paneho Cueto’s profits.”
“You intend td: burn more of his
fields?" absently taqgfh'd the girl. “It
seems terrible tec. destroy our own
property.”
Esteban broke font excitedly; he;
;ould not Cueto with
out losing himself. “Would j
fou permit that traitor to fatten upon i
;lio profits of our jiantations? I shall j
ruin him, as lie ruiyod us."
Rosa shook hoc 1 : dark head sadly, i
4 And wo are indeed gained. Think of'j
>tir beautiful house; all our beautiful j
things, too! We used to consider our
selves poor, but —Httle we knew
3f real poverty. Tilery nre so many
things I want. RaH? <ve nothing left?”
“I thought It best-to bny thoso riffi's,”
tho brother murrrthred, dropping his
eyes. “It was chance in a mil
lion.” ** .. .
“No doubt it wfi-s. It scorns those
Spaniards will sell xheir souls.”
“Exactly. We cow dig food frym the i
earth and pluck it the trees, but
good Mausers *dorVt grow on every
bush. Besides, ofc* tvhat use would
money he to us whyi we have no place
to spend it?” ” -
“True!” After a., moment Rosa
mused aloud: “I wonder if 'to found I
the treasure? If or|iy we had that—”
“Ho didn’t find it.’s Rstehan declared,
positively. “I” —h think
I know why he did* t. I think I know
where it Is.”
“Where Is it?” breathlessly inquired
the girl.
After a furtive lybk over his shoul
der Esteban whispered, “In the well.”
“You’re Joking!” -T ..
“No, no! yourself. It
was old Sebastian who dug that
well —” ,
“Yes.” .
"And ho alone shjrcd father’s confi
-1 donee. That
Sebastian’s work. else was ul
lowed to tend it. Why? I’if tell you.
They feared to else draw
Esteban Whisperg?fSt“fe.n the Well."
Jf- j
thp water. Isatte! s t -*! ; r.|ied for years; |
If that treasure had b-yen above ground ,
her sltaru nose woulßfhave smelled’ it ;
i y- :■ 1
- li.?
oQt. and now Cueto has movea me
earth.”
Rosa sat back disappointed. "So
that's your theory?”
“It’s more than a theory.” the boy
Insisted. “Look at this!” From the
pocket of his eotton trousers he pro
duced an odd-looking coin, which riie
placed in Rosa’s hand.
“Why, it’s gold! It’s a Sianish
doubloon.” she said. “It’s the first one ,
I ever saw. Where did you find it?”
“You’ll think %'m crazy when I tell
you—sometimes I think so myself. I
found it in Isabel's hand when I took
her from the well!”
r Rosa was stricken sj>eechless.
“She clutched it tightly.” Esteban
hurried on, “but as I fOio
fast her hand relaxed und I fiiW it in
the lantern light. It was ari if—-well. j
as if she gave It to me. gHrag too
badly frigidened to think much about
it. us you may imagine. It was a hor- j
rilile place, all sliiue and foul water: j
the rocks were slippery. Hut that coiu
was in her fingers!” ,
Rosa managed to soy: “Impossible! ,
Then she must have had it when she :
fell.”
“No. no! I saw her hands up- !
stretched, her fingers open, in the
moonlight.”
“It's uncanny. IVrhhps—”
“Yes. lVrhaps some unseen hand
led her to the place so that we should
af last come into our own. Who knows!
There's no doubt that father hid his
money. He turned ids slaves Into gold,
he bought jeuV.s, precious metal, any
thing he could hide. Well, perhaps
there were old coins In the lot. The
water in the well is shallow; Isabel
must have groped this piece from the
bottom. Some day I shall explore the
hole and —we shall see.”
Rosa flung lu r arms rapturously
about her brother’s neck and kissed
him. “Wouldn't it be glorious?” she
cried. “Wouldn’t it be wonderful, to
be rich, and to want for nothing; to
have fine clothes and good things to
eat once more? Rood tilings to eat!"
Her lip quivered. “Oh —I’m so hun
gry.”
“Poor little girl!”
“Wait till O'Reilly hears about this.”
Rosa was all excitement once more.
“He’ll be glad lie came and got me,
If he does come.”
Esteban caressed her. “He’ll come,
never fear. I know it. Every time I
leave you my heart is in my throat for
fear of what may happen In my ab
sence —and yet I can’t always be at
your side.”
“There! You acknowledge that I
handicap you. Except for me you would
lie making a glorious name for your
self.”
“Nothing of the sort. More probably
I’d he getting myself killed. No! It’s
better this way. We must be brave
and patient and—think of what Is wait
ing for us at the bottom of that well.”
It was indeed a great piece of luck
which had enabled Dstebnn Varona to
buy a half-dozen Mausers from a Span
ish soldier. Through Asenslo’s ac
quaintance he hiul profited by the dis
honesty of an enemy, and, although it
had taken all his money to effect the
purchase. Esteban considered the sac
rifice well worth while. The fire of
patriotism burned fiercely in him, as
did ids hatred of Pancho Cueto, and
the four trusty young negroes to whom
he had given rifles made, with Asensio
and himself, an armed party large
enough to be reckoned with. These
blacks were excitable fellows, and
wretched marksmen, hut, on "the other
hand, each and every one had been
raised with a machete nt his hip and
knew how to use it. After a few pre
liminary forays under Esteban’s lead
ership they had absorbed a bit of dis
cipline and were beginning to feel a
military ardor.
In the, Cuban field forces there were
many negroes, and few of their fel
low patriots fought better, or endured
the hardships of guerrilla warfare
more cheerfully than they. General
Antonio Maceo was of mixed blood,
nmJL.vet his leadership was character
ized not only by rare judgment and
ability, but also by nn exalted abandon
of personal bravery. His several
brothers rendered Cuba services scarce
ly less distinguished, and they were
but of a few of many dark-skinned he
roes. This struggle for independence
was no patrician’s war; the best stock
of the island fought side by side with
field hands.
At dawn of the morning following
his, talk with Rosa, when the members
of his command assembled, Esteban
was up and,ready. lie had made his
preparations to destroy Pancho Cueto’a
fields, and since the road over the hills
to La Joya was long he had summoned
them early.
“Ie careful!” Rosa implored him. “I
shall die of suspense.”
“It is for-you to be careful,” he
laughed. “Keep a good watch, and
conceal yourself nt the first alarm.
However, I think we have taught these
bandits a lesson. As for Cueto, he
would run to the jungle if he saw us.
He has the heart of a mouse.” He
kissed Ills sister affectionately and
then rode off et the head of his tat
j tered band. <
Rosa waved him a last farewell as
| he disappeared into the woods, then, to
| ocenpy herself, she helped Evangeliua
> with what little housework there was
| to do, later going with her to the gar
den patch where the viandas grew.
Evnngelina’s early devotion tt> her
< mistress had not diminished with time;
j if anything, it had deepened. When
j emancipation came she would have re
turned to the service of her beloved
j twins V.ad it not been for Donna Isa
bel’s refusal to accept her. As it was,
| she and Asensio had married, and by
means of Rosa’s surreptitious help
\ they had managed to buy this little
i piece of land. Rosa had practiced self
-1 denial to make the purchase possible,
| and her self-sacrifice had borne fruit:
f~. :
that act of childish beneficence nan
created a refuge for Esteban and her
self and had ripened the negro worn
i al ,\! affection into Idolatry.
Evangelina’s Joy at having the gi,l
to herself, where she could daily see
her. touch her. serve her. was tern
| pered only by the knowledge of Rosa’s
unhappiness. She scolded and tyran
nized, she mothered antf adored the
girl to her heart’s content; she
1 watched over her like a hawk; she
d.vmod no labor in her service too ex
acting. It would have gone ill with
anyone who offered harm to Rosa, for
Evnngelinn was strong and capable;
she had the arms and the hands of
a man, and she possessed the stnolder-
I fnc black temper of Sebastian, her
: father.
j Even in peaceful times few people
j came to this clearing in the woods.
far off from the main-traveled mads
j of the Yuinttri, and the day. as usual.
passed uneventfully. Evangeliua
j worked, with one eye upon her Rosa.
I the other watchfully alert tor dan
' ger. When evening came she pre
! pared their scanty meal, upbraiding
I Rosa, meanwhile, for her attempts
! to assist her. Then they sat for an
I hour or two on the bench outside the
door, talking about Tuan O’Rail ye
and the probable hour of Iris coming.
' When Rosa fretted about her broth
er, the negress reassured her. “iou t
he frightened, little dove; he has the
makings of a great soldier. Now,
then, it is growing cool and the rnght
carries fevers. Creep into your bed
and dream about that handsome lover
of yours.” (
Rosa obeyed, although reluctantly.
“I’ll sleep for a while," sl> compro
mised, “then I’ll come out and take
my turn."
Dawn was still a long way off
when, true to her promise, Rosa
emerged from the hut with an apol
ogy for having*slept so long. Kvun
gelina protested, though her eyes
were heavy and she had been yawn
ing prodigiously for hours. But for
once the girl was firm. Having fi
nally prevailed in her determination,
she seated herself iti the warm place
Evungelina had vacated, and. curling
her small feet under her, she settled
herself, chin in hand, to think of
O’Reilly. It was a good time to think,
for the jungle was very still and the
night like a velvet curtain.
*******
“We had better leave the horses
here.” Rancho Cueto hesitatingly ad
dressed the dim blur which he knew
to bo Colonel Cobo. The colonel of
volunteers was In a vile temper, what
j with the long night ride and an error
| of Cueto’s which had considerably
!lengthened the journey.
“Where Is the house?” growled the
i officer.
“Not far. But the path is rocky
and the horses’ feet—”
“Yes, yes 1” There was a creak of
saddle leathers and a groaa as the
colonel dismounted. “Now, my good
Cueto,” he threatened, “another of
your mistakes and I’ll give you some
thing to remember me by.”
A curt order brought his men out
of their saddles. One of their num
ber was detailed to guard the anl
; mals, while the rest fell in behind
Cueto and followed him up the trail
; by the starglow.
(To Be Continued)
APPAREL ALLOWANCE
FOR EX-SOLDIERS
According to a War Department an
nouncement, an enlisted man honor
ably discharged from the army, may
retain permanently an overseas cap
(if he served overseas) or a hat and
! hat cord, an oli/e drab t iurt, a service
j coat and ornaments, a pair of breech
es, a pair of shoes, a pair of leggins.
a waist belt, a poncho, two suits of
underwear, four pairs of stockings, a
pair of gloves, a gas mask and helmet
(if issued overseas), a barrarck bag
and three scarlet chevrons.
Notice is given that honorably dis
charged soldiers who have not al
ready received these articles may ob
tain duplicates bn application to the
supplies division, office of the director
of storage, munitiorts building, Wash
ington.
The Secret Message
There was once a king „who loved
his little son very much, and took a
great deal of pains to please him. He
gave him a pony to ride, beautiful
rooms to live in, pictures, books, toys
without number, teachers, compan
ions, and everything that money could
buy or ingenuity devise; but for all
this, the boy was unhappy. He wore
a frown wherever he went and was
always asking for something; he did
not have. At length a magician came
to the court. He saw the scowl on
the hoy's face, and said to the king.
“I can make yoyr son happy, and turn
his frowns Into smiles, but you must
pay me a great price for telling him
this secret.”
“All right.” said the king; “what
ever yo. ask I will g ; ve.” Tlio ma
gician took the hoy * into a private
room. He wrote something with a
| white substance on a piece of paper.
He gave the boy a candle and told
| him to light it and, hold it under the
paper, and their see what he could
read. Then the magician went away,
rrhe boy did as he had been told, and
ithe white letters turned into a beau
tiful blue. They formed these words:
“Do a * kindness t 6 someone every
jday." The boy followed this advice
t land became one of the happiest boys
jin the realm. #
“The love we give is the only love
we keep. The greatest and noblest
men and women are those whose lives
and actions are founded upon 'tender
z sympathies and who never fail to
show kindness to the helpless who
come within the sphere of their itf
flaence whether a human being or an
animaL” (F. L. B.)
? W. ..- J ■ -1 ... v *.
EVERYBODY SHOULD BIIV
WAR SAVINGS STAMPS
The factors hi 1 pro.
dusirial world of \ ; „ vr ., ,
I interdependent Kv. r> ■
j bought h.is its heart, a
jment of a long lit;,,
j back to the ul iina:. . .. ;r
raw material from wh. ;
!is made. At the :.,r .-• \
j stands the man or u ■ K
(tains the raw m.t: <■
| —for tho t :ir: it or
’earth is the source , • ,
raw materials
Next stand the w, tk. *-
Vance t)te raw jh.,t, r;ai ■
various processes of dev,
manufacture. Then
women who transport !:• ...
distribute it and s'maPv
it to the ultimate e,m
When you hay
sarily or oxiravag.it::;,,
that long line of work, >■ ,
the community ami the mr ■ ,
for its necessary api ■ . . i;
so much, you injur. >o.;;
cry other consume;' | t M
every citizen of t’>>. i . ... '
When you huy wisely. j, , , .
land reasonably, what you i
do your share to keep w
the nation employed in !•■.*•
j mal, essential proee m , •
tion.
Thrift is not par-dmonv. |h,•• • ,
a necessity for the imnr.n e ■ •
1
ditions which now face n ,- l(>n
To spend money fool.dilv, s
sarily or to no pood pun, ,
disrupt the production \ . u a|l i
throw away financial ai d ~
sources sorely n< .led to re.lu.e if,*
cost of necessities (in tie- o’ji.r .
it is necessary to refrain fnea t,% ~
useful and necessary thin i
.leaver to get along withnm 0,,,
iltiugs actually needed i . n,. ,
but parsimony.
Til rift consists of wi e and ; M
genl Imying. wise and mo . r : ,
of what is bought, we e and ...•, >i.
gent saving and wise uni • .!.• n,
vestment.'*sucli inv. stnmn: ; \v itr
Savings Stamps, Treason c, : ,
and Liberty Bonds By f0110w,,,
those prevents of thrifi you will .!.>
your part ni restore IdjlM, normal
processes of industry and . iiimi.r..
and solve the problem ..i il.c
cost of living.
GEORGE T MKI.Vr.
Ilirector for !he <'.unity
♦♦
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ABVKimsi l) M l lIIIS I
I
Letters advertised at the Aimapoil-,
Md., postoliiee October lath. I'.'l'.t |Vr
sons calling for advert. ><l l. mr
should mention that they wn j.i
vert Dec) and give date.
Men’s l.ist
George Adams, Charles Butler. John
R. Bruce, Bernard Brown, F. (;tmhr
son, Henry Coward, John S Cnr’er,
O. D. Disney, Maude W. Her m 1.
Duvall, E. Farris, James A Freeman,
Jackson Gaisy, Alexander Rail, Her
bert Greenswald, Ellsworth Golden.
William Hall, Jesse Hun on. <'hi top
her Holland, Charles I lerteristuer,
Marsellas Hall, Tilghman llemsly.
James Jone, Jacob Kehner. Frank
Krug, J. C. Kane, A. (’ Martin. Gil
mer Mathews, James E. Martin, \>.li
ter J. Miller, W. Merling, Mr tool
\ Mrs. John J. McCormick, <T.uT • 1.
Neves, 2; A. I\ Owens, 2; T << i'hd*
lips, L. It. Brice & Son. Inn.ml Bol
lard, Frank Ream, Otto E R i Fam
. uel gmith, Robert Stuart. A Snetti,
' Albert Swift, W. O. S.-nfe. Edgar
I Sampson. W. V. Saumk > , John if.
Shuman, Eirl S. Tin ker, ( l„ Mncent,
August .Williams, Vern m Waugh. i"g
Wright, Henry Wilkin mi. Milieu Wd
p liams, Wilie Walker. A (. /ep|)
Woman’s l.isl
Mrs. L. Bensaim, Mrs. .Jennie
, ley, Mrs. Elizabeth (hitler. Mi- Eiled
Cooper, Misses Eleanor and Iteverly
Davis, Mrs. Taylor Gwatln n< y. Mi--*
M. Gertrude Hofes, Mrs l> \, l
Howard, Miss Anna John ui. Mi-- (i
Martin, Mrs. H. Rowell, Mi
r Palmer, Mrs. A. Simpson. Mr .1 <
Walker, Mrs. Martha William ;
T. J. LINTHIFI M
Ro niiad -r
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Timely Tips
When the grape season com*
1 many desserts as possible should in
made of grapes, because of their <•*-
* treine wholesomeness.
5 Plan the meals. There is n< ■ iii rig
' that saves so much worry and "
1 as knowing in Hie morning jn wh 1 r
* you are going to have for each meal
! Tliis method also saves waste
5 Turpentine mixed with a little Jm
-5 seed oil is an excellent thing to u •
? in taking finger marks off white
1 paint. Rut it on a soft cloth and
* wipe the paint.
I
The foes of prohibition used to V< -
1 stewed. Now they simply bod ()V, ‘ r
DON’T PUT OFF
1 It’s the neglected cold, cough,
tender throat or tonsils, that
debilitate and leave the body
1 disposed to serious germ
j diseases.
SCOTT’S
\ emulsion
“ should be taken at the first si? 11
e of lowered resistance, cold or
t cough. The energizing virtues
l of Scott’s bring essential a.
b nourishment and help to Ca
0 die weakened system. JW
* Give Scott’s a trial *
n * bewtt ft tk>wuc, BiuoteU, .J.