The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 25, No. 8, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 30, 1914 Page: 3 of 12
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TlH CLIPPER. HENNESSEY. OKLAHOMA.
The Land of Broken Promises
Into • room. throwta« open tho outer
door* and ahutten to l«t them •«« the
view from the wludow.
"Here is a little balcony." he said.
stepping outside, "where you can alt
j and look down on the plaza. We have
| the band and music when the weather
j Is fine, and you can watch the pretty
I girls from here. But you have been in
! Mexico—you know all that!" And he
| gave Phil a roguish dig.
| "Blen, my frlen', I am glad to meet
you—He held out hlB hand In wel-
| come and De Lancey gave his In re-
| turn. "My name," he continued, "Is
Juan de Dios Brachamonte y Escalon;
but with those Americans that does
not go, as you say, so In general they
A Stirring Story
of the Mexican
By DANE COOUDGE
"Thm Fig hi iris FooT'
"Hidden Water e~
" Thm tvimccm, " Etc.
Illustration* by Don X Lario
IV14. hjr Funk A. Mumq)
Bod Hooker and Phil D« Lancey ar«
(Ebro«d. owing to a revolution In Mexico.
Id «!v« up their mining claim and return
to the United States. In the border town
Of Gadsden Bud me^ts Henry Krugfr, a
wealthy miner, who makes him a propoat I
Ckm to return to Mexico to acquire title
fee a very rich mine which Kruger had
blown up when he found he had h «en
pheated out of the title by one Aragon
The Mexican had spent a large sum in
an uxuiucceauful attempt to relocate the
Veto and then had allowed the land to
for taxes. Hooker and De Lancey
for the mine.
The Journey to Fortuna 1b a ecant
miles by measure, but within
them eight kilometers there Is a lapse
of centuries In standards. As Hud and
De Lancey rode out of battle-scarred
Agun Negra they traveled a good road,
■well worn by the Mexican wood-wag-
ooa that hauled In mesqult from the
thllla. Then, as they left the town and
the wood roads scattered, the highway
changed by degrees to a broad trail,
dug deep by the feet of pack-animals
and marked but lightly with wheele. It
followed along the railroad, cutting
oror hills and down through gulches,
and by evening they were in the heart
of Old Mexico.
Here were men In sandals and wom-
en barefoot; chickens tied up by the
legs outside of brush Jacales; long-
nosed hogs, grunting fiercely as they
■Wrmlshed for food; and half naked
ohlldren, staring like Btartled rabbits
at the BtrangerB.
The smell of garlic and frosh-roaBt-
tng coffee was In the air as they drew
Into town for the night, and their
room was an adobe chamber with tile
floor and Iron bars across the win-
dows. Riding south the next day they
met vaqueros, mounted on wiry mus-
tangs, who saluted them gravely, tak-
ing no shame for their primitive wood-
en saddle-trees and pommels as broad
as soup plates.
As they left the broad plain and
clambered up over the back of a moun-
tain they passed Indian houses, brush-
built and thatched with long, coarsa
grasses, and b>® the fires the women
(ground corn on stone metates as their
ancestors had done before the fall.
For in Mexico there are two peoples,
the Spaniards and the natives, and the
Indians still remember the days when
they were free.
It was through such a land that Phil
and Hooker rode on their gallant
ponies, leadiDg a pack-animal well
loaded with supplies from the north,
and as the people gazed from their
miserable hovels and Baw their outfit
they wondered at their wealth.
But If they were moved to envy, the
bulk of a heavy pistol, showing through
the swell of each coat, discouraged
them from going farther; and the cold,
searching look of the tall cowboy as
(tie ambied past stayed In their mem-
ory long after the pleasant "Adios!"
of De Lancey had been forgotten.
Americans were scarce in those
days, and what few came by were rid-
ing to the north. How bold, then, must
this big man be who rode In front—
and certainly he had some great re-
ward before him to risk such a horse
among the revoltosos! So reasoned
the simple-minded natives of the moun-
tains, gazing In admiration at Copper
Bottom, and for that look in their eyes
Bud returned hie forbidding Btare.
There is something about a good
horse that fascinates the average Mex-
ican—perhaps because they breed the
flnest themselves and are in a position
to judge—but Hooker had developed a
romantic attachment for his trim little
chestnut mount and he resented their
wide-eyed gapings aa a lover resents
glances at hiB lady. This, and a frontier
education, rendered him short-spoken
and gruff with the palsanos and it was
left to the cavalier De Lancey to do
the courtesies of the road.
As the second day wore on they
dipped down into a rocky canyon, with
huge cliffs of red and yellow sandstone
glowing in the slanting sun, and soon
they broke out into a narrow valley,
■well wooded with sycamores and mes-
quits and giant hackberry trees.
The shrill toots of a dummy engine
came suddenly from down below and
& mantle of black smoke rose majes-
tically against the sky—then, at a turn
of the trail, they topped the last hill
and Fortuna lay before them.
In that one moment they were set
(back again fifty miles—clear back
across the line—tor Fortuna was
American, from the power-house on
the creek bank to the mammoth con-
centrator on the hill.
All the buildings were of stone,
square and uniform. First a central
plaza, flanked with offices and ware-
houses; then behind them barracks
and lodging houses and trim cottages
In orderly rows; and over across the
canyon loomed the huge bulk of the mill
and the concentrator with its aerial
tramway and endless row of gliding
Only on the lower hills, where the
rough country rock cropped up and
nature was at Its worst, only there did
the real Mexico creep In and assert it-
self in a crude huddle of half-Indian
huts; the dwellings of the care-free na-
"Well, by Jove!" exclaimed De Lan-
e«y, surveying the scene with an ap-
i--«uing ay#. "this doesn't look very
much like Mexico—or a revolution,
"No, It don't," admitted Bud; "every-
thing running full blast, too. Look at
that ore train coming around the
"Gee, what a burg!" raved Phil;
"say, there's some class to this—what?
If I mistake not, we'll be able to find a
few congenial spirits here to help us
Hpend our money. Talk about a com
pany town! I'll bet you their barroom
is full of Americans. There's the cor-
ral down below—let's ride by and
leave our horses and Bee what's the
price of drinks. They can't feeze me,
whatever it Is—we doubled our money
at the line."
Financially considered, they had
done juBt that—for. for every Ameri-
can dollar in their pockets they could
get two that were juBt as good, ex-
cept for the picture on the side. This
in itself was a great Inducement for a
ready spender and, finding good com
pany at the Fortuna hotel bar, Phil
bought five dollars' worth of drinks,
threw down a five-dollar bill, and got
back five dollars—Mex.
The proprietor, a large and Jovial
bonlface, pulled ofT his fiscal miracla
with the greatest good humor and
then, having invited them to partake
of a very exquisite mixture of his own
invention, propped himself upon his
elbows across the bar and Inquired
with an Ingenuous smile:
"Well, which way are you boys
traveling. If I may ask?"
"Oh, down below a ways," answered
De Lancey, who always constituted
himself the board of strategy. "Just
rambling around a little—-how's the
country around here now?"
"Oh, quiet, quiet!" assured their
host. "TheBe Mexicans don't like the
cold weather much—they,would freeze
you know, if it was not for that zarape
which they wind about them so!"
He made a motion as of a native
obtain express permission from the
chief executive of the republic.
Not having any drag with the chief
executive, and not caring to risk their
title to the whims of succeeding ad-
ministrations, Hooker and De Lancey,
upon the advice of a mining lawyer In
Gadsden, had organized themselves
Into the Kagle Tail Mining company,
under the laws of the republic of Mex-
ico, with headquarters at Agua Negra.
It was their plan to get some Mexican
to locate the mine for them and then,
for a consideration, transfer it to the
The one weak spot In this scheme
was the Mexican. By trusting Aragon,
JONES IS OUT OF IT
Wilson Withdraws Namo of Chi-
cago Man as Member ot
ttful woman In her day. with soli
hair and the pressure of a queen!
"No. not Irish! My goodneaB, you
Americans think that everybody with
red hair is Irish! Whv, the most beau-
tiful women in Madrid huve chestnut !
hair as soft as the fur of a dormouse. I
It is the old rastillan hair, and they
are proud of it. The Senora Aragon j
married beneath her station—It was —
In the City of Mexico, and she did not |
know that he was an Indian—but she PUTS STOP TO SENATE FIGHT
is a very nice lady for all that aud j ______
never omits to bow to me when she
comes up to take the train. I remem-
ber one time—"
"Does Cruz Mendel work for him?
wrapping his entire wardrobe about
his neck and smiled, and De Lancey
knew that he was no Mexican. And
yet that soft "which away" of his be-
trayed a Spanish tongue.
"Ah, excuse me." he said, taking
quick advantage of his gueBe, "but
from the way you pronounce that word
'zarape' 1 take it that you Bpeak Span-
"No one better," replied the host,
smiling pleasantly at being taken at
his true worth, "since I was born In
the city of Burgos, where they speak
the true Castilian. It Is a different
language, believe me, from this bas-
tard Mexican tongue. And do you
speak Spanish also?" he Inquired,
falling back Into the staccato of Cas-
"No indeed!" protested De Lancey in
a very creditable imitation; "nothing
but a little Mexican, to get along with
the natives. My friend and I are min-
ing men, passing through the country,
and we speak the best we can. How
is this district here for work along our
"None better!" cried the Spaniard,
shaking his finger emphatically. "It
is of the best, and, believe me, my
friend, we should be glad to have you
stop with us. The country down be-
low is a little dangerous—not now,
perhaps, but later, when the warm
weather comes on.
"But in Fortuna—no! Here we are
on the railroad; the camp is controlled
by Americans; and because so many
have left the country the Mexicans
will sell their prospects cheap.
"Theu again, if you develop a mine
near by, it will be very easy to sell It
—and If you wish to work it, that is
irasy, too. 1 am only the proprietor of
the hotel, but if you can use my poor
services In any way 1 shall be very
happy to please you. A room? One
of the best! And If you stay a week
or more I will give you the lowest
Th#y passed up the winding stairs
and down a long corridor, at the end
of which the proprietor showed thorn
call me Don Juan.
"There Is something about that
name—I do not know—that makes the
college boys laugh. Perhaps It is that
poet. Byron, who wrote so scandalous
ly about us Spaniards, but certainly
he knew nothing of our language, for
he rhymes Don Juan with 'new one' and
true one!' Still, I read part of that
poem and it Is, in places, very Interest-
ing—-yes, very interesting—but 'Don
He threw up his hand In despair and
De Lancey broke into a jollying laugh.
"Well, Don Juan," he cried, "I'm glad
to meet you. My name is Philip De
Lancey and my pardner here is Mr.
Hooker. Shake hands with him, Don
Juan de Dios! But certainly a man so
devoutly named could never descend
to reading much of Don Joo-an!"
"Ah, no," protested Don Juan, roll-
ing his dark eyes and smiling rakishly,
"not moch—only the most In-teroetlng
He saluted and disappeared in a roar
of laughter, and De Lancey turned
triumphantly on his companion, a self-
satisfied smile upon his lips.
"Aha!" he said; "you see? That's
what five dollars' worth of booze will
do in opening up the way. Here's our
old friend Don Juan willing, nay, anx-
ious, to help us all he can—he sees I'm
a live wire and wants to keep me
around. Pretty soon we'll get him
feeling good and he'll tell us all he
knows. Don't you never try to make
me sign the pledge again, brother—
a few shots just gets my Intellect
to working right and I'm crafty as
"Did you notice that coup I made
—asking him If he was a Spaniard?
There's nothing In the world makes a
Spaniard so mad as to take him for a
Mexican—on the other hand, nothing
makes him your friend for life like
recognizing him for « blue-blooded
Castilian. Now maybe our old friend
Don Juan has got a few drops of Moor-
ish blood in his veins—to put U po-
litely, but—" he raised his tenor voice
"Jest because my hair Is curly
Dat's no reason to call me 'shine!'"
"No," agreed Bud, feeling cautiously
of the walls, "and Jest because you're
happy Is no reason for singing so
loud, neither. These here partitions
are made of inch boards, covered with
paper—do you get that? Well, then,
considering who's probably listening,
It strikes me that Mr. Brachamonte Is
the real thing in Spanish gentleman;
and I've heard that all genuwlne Span-
iards have their hair curly, jest like
But De Lancey. made suddenly
aware of his Indiscretion, was making
all kinds of exaggerated signs for si-
lence, and Bud Btopped with a slow,
"S-s-st!" hissed De Lancey, touching
his finger to his lips; "don't say It—
somebody might hear you!"
"All right," agreed Bud; "and don't
you say it, either. I hate to knock,
Phil," he added, "but sometimes I
think the old man was right when be
said you talk too much."
"Psst!" chlded De Lancey. shaking
his finger like a Mexican. Tiptoeing
Boftly over to Bud, he whispered in his
ear: "S-s-st, I can hear the feller In
the next room—shaving himself!"
Laughing heartly at this Joke, they
went down stairs for supper.
Henry Kruger had not only lost title | interjected De Lancey desperately,
to his mine, but he had been outlawed i "No, Indeed!" answered Don Juan
from the republic. And now he had ! patiently; "he packs In wood from the
j hills—but as I was saying—" and
| from that he went on to tell of the un-
failing courtesy of the Senora Aragon
President Takes Sudden Action Only
After Receipt of Urgent Re-
quest From Nomine#.
Feeling Cautiously of the Walls.
if the Eagle Tall mine had been lo-
cated In Arlzona-'-or even farther
down In Old Mexico—the method of
jumping the claim would have been
The title had lapsed, and the land
had reverted to the government—all
it needed in Arizona was a new set of
monuments, a location notice at the
discovery shaft, a pick and shovel
thrown Into the hole, and a few legal
But ill Mexico it Is different. Not
that the legal formalities are lacking
—far from it—but the whole theory of
mines and mining is different. In Mex-
ico a mining title Is, in a way. a lease,
a concession from the general gov-
ernment giving the concessionnalre
the right to work a certain piece of
ground and to hold it as long as lie
pays a mining tax of three dollars uu
acre pear year.
But no final papers or patents are
ever Issued, the possession of the Bur-
face of the ground does not go with
the right to mine benath it, and In cer-
tain parts of Mexico no foreigner can
hold title to either mines or land.
A prohibited or frontier zone, eighty
kilometers in width, lies along the In-
ternational boundary line, and in that
neutral zone no foreigner can de-
nounce a mining claim and no foreign
corporation can acquire a title to one.
The Eagle Tail was just Inside the
But—there Is always a "but" when
you go to a good lawyer—while for
purposes of war and national safety
foreigners are not allowed to hold land
along the line, they are at perfect lib-
erty to hold stock in Mexican corpora-
tions owning property within the pro-
hibited zone; aud—here Is where the
graft comes In—they may even hold
title la their own namu 11 thujr tlrst
bestowed upon Hooker and De l^ancey
the task of finding an honest Mexican,
and 'keeping him honest until he made
While the papers were being made
out there might be a great many
temptations placed before that Mexi-
can—either to keep the property for
himself or to hold out for a bigger re-
ward than had been specified. After
his experience with the aristocratic
Don Ctprlano Aragon y Ties l'alaclos,
Kruger was in favor of taking a chance
on the lower classes. He had therefore
recommended to them one Cruz Men-
dez, a wood vender whom he had
known and befriended, as the man to
play the part.
Cruz Mendez, according to Kruger.
was hard-Working, sober and honest—
for a Mexican. He was also simple-
minded and easy to handle, and was
the particular man who had sent word
that the Eagle Tail had at last been
abandoned. And also he was easy to
pick out, being a little, one-eyed man
and going by the name of "121 Tuerto."
So, In pursuance of their policy of
playing a waiting game, Hooker and
De Lancy bung around the hotel for
several days, listening to the gossip
of Don Juan de Dios and watching for
one-eyed men with prospects to sell.
In Sonora he 1b a poor and unimag-
inative man indeed who has not at
least one lost mine or "prospecto" to
sell; and prosperous looking strangers
riding through the country, are often
beckoned aside by half-naked paisanos
eager to show them the gold mines of
the Spanish padres for a hundred dol-
It was only a matter of time, they
thought, until Cruz Mendez would hunt
them up and try to sell them the Eagle
Tall; and it was their intention re-
luctantly to close the bargain with
him, for a specified sum, and then
stake him to the denouncement fees
and gain possession of the mine.
As this was a commonplace in the
dUtrlct—no Mexican having capital
enough to work a claim and no Ameri-
can having the right to locate one—it
was a very natural and inconspicuous
way of Jumping Senor Aragon y Tree
Palaclos' abandoned claim. If they
discovered the lead immediately after-
ward it would pass for a case of fool's
luck, or at least bo they hoped, and,
riding out a little each day and Bitting
on the hotel porch with Don Juan the
rest of the time, they waited until pa-
tience seemed no longer a virtue.
"Don Juan," said De Lancey, taking
up the probe at last, "I had a Mexican
working for me when we were over In
the Sierras—one of your real, old-
time workers that had never been
spoiled by an education—and he was
always talking about 'La Fortuna.' I
guess this was the place he meant, but
it doesn't look like it—according to
him it was a Mexican town. Maybe
he's around here now—his name was
"Jose Maria Mendez?" inquired Don
Juan, who wbb a living directory of
the place. "Ricardo? Pancho? Cruz?"
"Cruz!" cried De Lancey; "that was
"He lives down the river a couple of
miles," said Don Juan; "down at Old
"Old Fortuna!" repeated Phil. "1
didn't know there was such a place."
"Why, my gracious!" exclaimed Don
Juan de Dios, scandalized by such
ignorance. "Do you mean to say you
have been here three days and never
heard about Fortuna Vleja? Why.
this Isn't Fortuna! This Is an Ameri-
can mining camp—the old town 1b
"That's where this man Aragon, the
big Mexican of the country, has his
ranch and store. Spanish? Him? No,
indeed—mltad! He is half Spanish and
half Yaqui Indian, but hiB wife is a
pure Spaniard—one of the few in the
country. Her father was from Madrid
and she Is a Villauu va—a vary beau-
to a gentleman whom, whatever his
present Btation might be, Bhe recog-
nized as a member of one of the oldest
families in Castile
De Lancey did not press his In
quiries any further, but the next morn
ing, instead of riding back into the
hills, he and Bud turned their faces
down the canyon to seek out the elusive
Mendez. They had. of course, been
acting a part for Don Juan, since Kin-
fer had described Old Fortuna and the
Senor Aragon with great minuteness.
And now, in the guise of innocent
strangers, they rode on down the river,
past the concentrator with its multiple
tanks, its sliding tramway and moun-
tains of tailings, through the village of
Indian houses stuck like dugouts
against the barren hill—then along a
river bed that oozed with slicking* un- | ^kep,
til they came in sight of the town.
La Fortuna was an old town, yet not
as old as itB name, since two Fortunas
before it had been washed away by
cloudbursts and replaced by newer
dwellings. The settlement itself was
some four hundred years old. dating
back to the days of the Spanish con-
quistadores, when it yielded up many
muleloads of gold
The present town was built a little
up from the river in the lee of a great
ridge of rocks thrust down from the
hill and well calculated to turn aside
a glut of waters. It was a comfortable j
huddle of whitewashed adobe build-
ings set on both sides of a narrow and |
irregular road—the great trail that led
down to the hot, country and was worn
deep by the pack-trains of centuries.
On the lower side was the ample
store and cantina of Don Cipriano,
where the thirsty arrieros could get a
drink and buy a panoche of sugar
without getting down from their
mounts. Behind the store were the
pole corrals and adobe warehouses
and the quarters of the peons, and
across the road was the mescal still,
where, in huge copper retort and
worm, the fiery liquor was distilled
from the sugar-laden heads of Yuccas.
This was the town, but the most Im-
portant building—set back in the
shade of mighty cottonwoods and
pleasantly aloof from the road—was
the residence of Senor Aragon. It was
this, in fact, which held the undivided
attention of De Lancey as they rode
quietly through the village, for he
had become accustomed from a long
experience in the tropics to look for
something elusive, graceful and femi-
nine in houses set back in a garden
Nothing stirred, however, and having
good reason to avoid Don Cipriano,
they Jogged steadily on their way.
"Some house!" observed Phil, with
a last hopeful look over his shoulder.
"Uh," assented Bud, as they came
to a fork in the road. "Say," he con-
tinued. "let's turn off on this trail.
Lot of burro tracks going out—expect
lt'B our friend, Mr. Metidez."
"All right." said De lancey ab-
sently; "wonder where old Aragon
keeps that bee-utlful daughter of his—
the one Don Joo-an was telling about
Have to stop on the way back and
Bampie the old man's mescal."
"Nothing doing!" countered Hooker
Instantly. "Now you heard what 1
told you—there's two things you leave
alone for sixty days—booze and wom-
en. After we cinch our title you can
get as gHy as you please."
"Oo-ee!" piped Phil, "hear the boy
talk!" But he said no more of wine
and women, for he knew how they do
They rode to the east now. follow-
ing the long, flat footprints of the bur-
ros, and by all the landmarks Bud
saw that they were heading straight
for the old Eagle Tail mine. At Old
Fortuna the river turns west and at
the same time four canyons came in
from the east and south. Of these
they had taken the first to the n6rtb
and it was leading them past all the
old workings that Kruger had spoken
about. In fact, they were almost at
the mine when Hooker swung down
suddenly from his horse and motioned
Phil to follow.
"There's some burros coming," h«
said, glancing back significantly; and
when the pack-train came by, each
animal piled high with broken wood
the two Americans were busily tap
ping away at a section of country
rock. A man and a boy followed be
hind the animals, gazing with wonder
at the strangers, and aa Phil bade
them a pleasant "Buenos dias!" they
came to a halt and stared at their
Industry in silence. In the interval
Phil was pleased to note that the old
man had only one eye.
(to bk continued.)
Washington, D. C.—Sudden with-
drawal by President Wilson of his
nomination of Thomas D. Jones of
Chicago to be a member of the fed
eral reserve board lias ended the bit-
ter controversy over his confirmation
in the senate.
Letters that passed between the
President and Mr. Jones accompanied
the executive message and showed
that the Chicago lawyer requested the
action, and that the President com-
plied with some regret that the fight
could not be carried through to a
Could Have Been Confirmed.
President Wilson Is said to have
been determined to press Mr. Jones'
nomination until now, when ho con-
cluded lhat the Democratic anti trust
program might be endangered if the
fight In the senate was continued. Sen-
ator Lewis of Illinois, who championed
the cause of Mr. Jones, said that, had
his name before
I the senate, Mr. Jones would have been
The President has been assured that
j the nomination of Paul M. Warburg
can be confirmed in the senate.
Senator Reed of Missouri, one of
the Democrats who has opposed the
Jones appointment, had just finished
a violent attack on the International
Harvester Company, of which the nom-
inee owns one share and is a director.
The withdrawal shut off further de-
Wilson in Militant Mood.
"The time liaB come when discrimi-
nations against particular classes of
men should be absolutely laid aside
and discarded as unworthy of the
counsels of a great people," the Presi-
dent said in Ills letter to Mr. Jones.
"Partisan prejudice" and "class an-
tagonism" were decried, aud a mili-
tant tone pervaded the entire epistle.
Opposition to the nominee had been
based on his connection with the har-
vester company, which is under indict-
ment as a trust. The senate banking
committee had submitted a majority
report adverse to confirmation, signed
by all the Republican and two Demo-
cratic members, Senators Hitchcock
Mr. Jones wrote that this report was
"based on a distortion of facts and
perversion of the truth," but expressed
the opinion that as a result of the con-
test, even if the nomination were con-
firmed by the senate, his usefulness
as a member of the reserve board
would be seriously impaired.
ROOSEVELT ASKS HEARING
Carlyle and Ceremony.
Thomas Carlyle aud his wife were
so wedding-frightened that It is sad
to think of it. Replying to a letter
of his describing his fantastic terrors,
Bhe wrote: "For heaven's sake get
Into a more benignant humor, or the
Incident will not only wear a very
original aspect, but likewise a very
heart-breaking one. I see not how 1
a m to go through with It."
Former President Wants to Tell What
He Knows About Colombia
and Panama Canal.
Washington, D. C.—Assuming full
personal resporfsibility for all acts in
connection with acquisition of the
Panama Canal zone, ex-President
Roosevelt haa asked that he be given
a hearing before the senate foreign re-
lations committee on the Colombian
treaty proposing reparation.
"I am solely responsible for what
was done," said Mr. Roosevelt.
Mr. Roosevelt already has de-
nounced the treaty. He referred to
the proposal to pay Colombia $25,000,-
000 as "blackmail," and the "sincere
regret clause as un abject apology to
a gang of blackmailers for building
the canal." What he will say before
the committee is expected to be a
The request from the colonel for an
opportunity to appear before the com-
mittee was considered by the com-
mittee without action. Senator Stone
was uuable to marshal a quorum.
TO OPEN CANAL AUGUST 15
Secretary Garrison Says Vessels of All
Nations May Pass Through
at That Time.
Washington, D. C.—-The opening of
the Panama Canal to the world's com-
merce August 15 has been announced
by Secretary Garrison.
Probably the first vessel to pass
through the great waterway will be
the Cristobal, a Ward steamer now at
There will be no formalities in con-
nection with the epoch marking event,
all ceremonies being left for the offi-
cial opening, when the international
fleet passes through the canal in
McReynolds Supreme Judge?
Washington, D. C.—Associated with
the rumor that Attorney General Mc-
Reynolds is to wed Miss Lucy Burle-
son, daughter of the Postmaster Gen-
eral, it was said that the President
has determined on the attorney gen-
eral for the supreme bench.
Death Cheated Arctic Race.
Fairbanks, Alaska.—William Moore,
a Fort Yukon merchant, who made a.
600-mile trip in a row boat from the
Porcupine river to Fort Gibbon to
fcave Ills legs amputated, is dead her®.
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