The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 25, No. 14, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 10, 1914 Page: 2 of 12
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THE CLIPPER, HENNESSEY. OKLAHOMA.
The Land of Broken Promises
A Stirring Story
of the Mexican
By DANE COOUDGE
"Tftm Fighting Fttol"
"Thm Tmxtcan, " Etc.
Illustrations by Don J.Lavin
(Cory'U^ 1914 tar Foak ti Muuey)
Bud Hooker and Phil Da I^ancey are
forced. owinK to a revolutton In Mexico,
to give up their mining claim and return
to the United fltates. In the border town
of Gadgden Hud meets Henry Krujcer. i
wealthy miner, who makes him 11 propo
altlon to return to Mexico to acquire title
to a very rich mine which Kruger had
blown up when he found he had been
cheated out of the title by one Aragon.
The Mexican subsequently spent a large
lum In an unsuccessful attempt to relo-
cate the vein anil then allowed the land
to revert for taxes Hooker and IV Lan-
cey arrive at Fortuna nefir where the
mine, known as the Kagle Tall, 1h lo-
cated. They engage the serviced of Cruz
Mendex, who haa been friendly to Kruger.
to acquire the title for thein, and get a
permit to do preliminary work Artfon
protests and accuse.-i them of Jumping lita
claim Bud dldcovern that matrimonial
entanglements prevent Mendex from per
(n va^id tlL]r. J'hll, who has b«en
atti-ntio.w to A.ragon's daughter.
Qracia. decides to turn Mexican and get
■the title in his own name. Hud objects
to Phil's attentions to Orfcrla. Aragon
falls in Ills attempt to drive them off the
claim Rebels are reported In thrt vicin-
ity Stories of rapine and bloodshed are
brought In. Hud and Phil begin work In
earnest on their claim. They make a
rich strike of gold and stop work on
the claim until the title can 1m perfected.
It was through nomo chicanery, lie
fcnew—some low-down trick on the
part of Aragon—that his pardner had
been Imprisoned, and he swore to have
him out or know the reason why. Wi-
ther that or he would go after Aragon
and take it out of hia hide.
It was outside Hud's simple code
*ven to question his pardner's inno-
cence, but, innocent or guilty, he would
have him out if he had to tear down
So ho slapped Ills saddle-gun Into
the sling, reached for his quirt, and
went dashing down the canyon. At
a turn in the road he came suddenly
upon Aragon and the rural, split a
way between them, and leaned for-
ward as Copper Hottom burned up the
It was long since tho shiny sorrel
had been given his head, and he need-
ed neither whip nor spurs—but a milo
or two down the arroyo Hud suddenly
reined him in and looked behind. Then
he turned abruptly up the hillside and
Jumped him out on a point, looked
again, and rode slowly back up the
Aragon and the rural were not in
sight-—the question was, were they
following? For a short distance he
rode warily, not to be surprised in
hie suspicion; then, as he found tracks
turning back, he gave head to his
horse and galloped swiftly to camp.
The horses of the men he nought
stood at the edge of the mine-dump,
and, throwing his bridle-rein down be-
«ide them, Hud leaped off and ran up
the cut Then he stopped short and
reached for his six-shooter. The two
men were up at the end, down on their
knees, and digging like dogs after a
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 boote
/was drowned by their grubbing until
lie 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, "Aqui lo
tengo!" He drew a second piece from
his pocket and placed them together.
"It is the same!" he said.
Still half-buried in the excavation,
he turned suddenly as a shadow
crossed him, to get the light, and his
Jaw dropped at the sight of Hud.
"I'll trouble you for that rock," ob-
served Hud. holding out his hand, and
as the rural jumped, Aragon handed
over the ore. There was a moment's
silence as Hud 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
ami then his mind straightened itself
and he remembered that Phil was in
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 that had brought them the first
promise of success—and wiped it on
Mechanically he placed it beside the
other piece which Aragon had 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 wait 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 sloMly, and as soon as it was
dark ho rode secretly through Old
Fortuna and on till he came to the
Jail. It was a square stone structure,
built across the street from the can-
tina in order to be convenient for
the drunks, and as Hud rode up close
and stared at it, some one hailed him
through the bars.
"Hello there, patyLper," 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, I sure will!" answered Hud;
"what have they got you in for?
Where's our friend, Don Juan? Why
didn't he let me know?"
"You can search me!" railed De
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 Rey was behind It, you
can bet your life on that—and I've
^jeen here ever since!"
"Well, what are you pinched for?
Who do I go and ere?"
"Pinched for nothing!" cried De
Lancey bitterly. "Pinched because
I'm a Mexican citizen and can't pro-
tect myself! I'm incomunicado for
"Well, I'll pet you out, all right,"
said Hooker, leaning closer against
tho bars. "Here, have a smoke—did
they frisk you of your makings?"
"No!" snapped De Lancey crossly,
"but I'm out of everything by this
time. Bud, 1 tell you I've had a time
of 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 I don't
want any more."
"Well, say," began Hud again, "what
are you charged with? Maybe I can
grease somebody'« paw and get you
There was an awkward pause at
this, and iinally De Lancey dropped
his white face against the bars and
his voice became low and beseeching.
"I'll tell you, Hud," he said, "I
haven't been quite on the square with
you—I've been holding out a. little.
Hut you know how it is—when a fel-
low's in love. I've been going to see
"Oh!" commented Hooker, and stood
very quiet while he waited.
"Yes, I've been going to see her,"
hurried on Phil. "I know I promised;
but, honest, Hud, 1 couldn't help it.
it just seemed as if my whole being
was wrapped up in her, and 1 had to
do It. She'd bo looking for me when
I came and went— and then I fixed it
with her maid to take her a letter
And then 1 met her secretly, back
by the garden gate. You know they've
got some holes punched in the wall—
loopholed during the fight last sum-
"Sure, I'll take your word for that,"
"Well." faltered De Lancey, "ru-
"You kn#w your promise!" reminded
"Yes; I know. But—oh, Bud, if you
knew how loyal I've been to you—if
you knew what offers I've resisted—
the mine stands in my name, you
"Well, Aragon came around to me
last week and said if I'd give him a
half interest in It he'd—well, never
mind—it was a great temptation. Hut
did I fall for it? Not on your life! I
know you, Bud, and I know you're hon-
est—you'd stay by me to the last
ditch, and I'll do the same by you.
Hut I'm in love, Bud, and that would
make a man forget his promise if he
wasn't true as steel."
"Yes," commented Hooker dryly. "I
don't reckon I can count on you much
from now on. Here, take a look at
this and see what you make of it." He
drew the piece of ore that he had
taken from Aragon from his pocket
and held it up in the moonlight. "Well,
feel of ft, then," he said. "Shucks, you
ought to know that piece of rock, Phil
—it's the first one we found in our
"No!" exclaimed De Lancey, start-
ing back; "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
assurance gone. "I gave it to Gracia!"
"And 1 took it away from Aragon,"
continued Hud, "while he was digging
some more chunks out of our mine. So
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
a good pardner, I don't think!"
"Well, don't throw me down. Bud!"
pleaded Phil. "There's some mistake
somewhere. Her father must have
nardo Bravo and his men are march-
ing to take our town. No, I value the
friendship of the valiant Americans
very highly—so I will let your friend
go. But first he must promise me one
thing—not to trouble the Senor Ara-
gon by making further love to his
"Very well!" replied Bud. "He has
already promised that to me; so come
on and let him out."
"To you?" repeated Manuel del Rey
with a faint smile. "Then, perhaps—"
"Perhaps nothing!" broke in Hooker
shortly. "Come on!"
He 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, bat 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
In the insurrections and 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 he
could be equally summary.
The elegant Feliz Luna, who for a
time had lingered near the charming
Gracia, had finally found himself up
against a pair of pistols with the op-
tion of either lighting Captain del Rey
or returning to his parents. The young
man concluded to beat a retreat. For
a like offense Philip De 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 Bud, 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 are
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 can come between
"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,"
I he said gruffly, "but he will stay away,
"Muy bien," responded Del Rey care-
! lessly and, dismounting at the jail, he
I threw open the door and stood aside
j for his rival to come out.
"Muchas gracias, senor capitan," sa-
' luted Bud, as the door clanged to be-
hind his pardner. Bit Phil still bristled
with anger and defiance, and the cap-
tain perceived that there would be no
thanks from him.
"It is nothing," he replied, bowing
politely, and something in the way he
said it made De Lancey choke with
rage. But there by the carcel 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
found it and taken it away! I'd stake ground.that De Lancey had been held
my life on it that Gracia would never incomunicado—placated them'as best
betray me!" he could and hurried on to the news.
"Well, think it over for a while," ! "My gracious. Don Felipe," he cried,
suggested Bud, edging his words with j "you don't know how sorry I was to
sarcasm. "I'm going up to the hotel!" I see you in jail, but the captain's or-
"No; come back!" cried De Lancey, ders were that no one should go near
clamoring at the bars. "Come on j you—and in Mexico we obey the ru-
back, Bud! Here!" he said, thrust- j rales, you know. Otherwise we are
ing his hand out through the heavy placed against a wall and 6hot.
"What Are You Pinched For?"
Irons. "I'll give you my word for it
—I won't see her again until we get
our title! Will that satisfy you? Then
give me your hand, pardner—I'm sorry
I did you wrong!"
"But have you heard the news from
down below? Ah, what terrible times
they are having there—ranches raided,
women stolen, rich men held for ran-
som! Yes, it is worse than ever! Al-
without a word the rural looked back, j broke In Hooker harshly. "But get to
surprised. Even then Hud said noth-
ing, but the swing 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
the point! What are you pinched i
"Well," went on De Lancey, his j
voice quavering at the reproof, "I was
going to tell you, if you'll listen to me
Somebody saw us there and told An
It ain't me," replied Hooker sober- | ready 1 am receiving telegrams to pre-
ly, as he took the trembling hand; "it's j pare rooms for the refugees, and the
Kruger. But if you'll keep your word, people are coming in crowds.
Phil, maybe we can win out yet. I'm j "Our friend, the Senor Luna, and
going up to find the comisario." j his son Feliz have been taken by 13er-
A brief Interview with that smiling nardo Bravo! Only by an enormous
Individual and the case of Phil De j ransom was he able to save his wife
Lancey was laid bare. He had boen | and daughters, and his friends must
engaged In a desperate rivalry with j now pay for him. v
Manuel del Hey for the hand1 of Gra-j "At the ranch of the rich Spaniard.
! cla Angon. and his present incr.rcera- j Alvarez, there has been a great battle
j Hon was irot only for singing rag-time j in which the red-flaggers were defeat-
heneath the Aragon windows, but for ! ed with losses. Now Bernardo Bravo
trying to whip the captain of the ru- j swears he will avenge his men, and
rales when the latter tried to place ] Alvarez has arined his Yaqui work-
him under arrest. men.
And De Lancey was the prisoner not i "He is a brave man, this Colonel
of the comisario, but of the captain of ) Alvarez, and his \aquis are all war-
thti rurales. Sore at heart. Bud rode riors from the hills; but Bernardo has
up through the Mexican quarters to
the cuartel of the rurales, but the cap-
tain was inexorable.
gathered all the insurrectos in the
country together—Campos, Rojae, the
brothers Escaboza and they may
'No, senor," he said, waving an elo- 1 crush hiin with their numbers. But
to its holster. Then he looked at the J son—he shut her up for a punishment
ore. There were two pieces, one fresh- ! and she slipped me out a note—well. 1
dug and the other worn, and as he j couldn't stand It—1 hired the string
gazed at them the worn piece seemed j band and we went down there in a
quent linger before his nose, "I cannot
release your friend. No, senor!"
"Hut what is he charged with?" per-
sisted Bud, "and when is his trial?
You can't keep him shut up without a
now there is other news—that they
are marching upoii Fortuna and El
Tigre, to seize the mines and mills
and hold the rich American companies
up for ransom.
"No, senores, you must not return
hack to give her a serenade, But this
cad, Manuel del Hey, who has been
acting like a Jealous ass all along,
swooped down on us with a detach-
ment of his rurales and took us all
to Jail. He let the musicians out the
next moruiug, but I've been here ever
"Yes, and what are you charged
with?" demanded Bud brusquely.
When the solid earth quakes, though j "Drunk," confessed Phil, and Bud
It move but a thousandth of an inch grunted
strangely familiar. Aragon had been
comparing them—but where had he
got the worn piece?
Once more llud looked It over, and
then the rock fell from his hand. It
■was the tirst piece they had found—
the piece that belonged to Phil!
beneath our feet, the human brain
reels and we becomo 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 u moment. Then, as we
find all the trees straight up, the world
lntart, and the hills in their proper
places, Te cast the treacherous doubts
aside and listen to the voice of reason.
For one awful moment Hooker saw
■himself betrayed by his friend, either
through weakness or through guile;
uhl" he said "and me out watch-
ing that mine night and day!"
"Oh, 1 know I've done you dirt.
Bud," wailed He Lancey; "but 1 didn't
mean to, and I'll never do It again."
"Never do what?" inquired Bud
"1 won't touch another drop of
booze as long as I'm in Mexico!" cried
Phil. "Not a drop!"
"And how about tho girl?" continued
Bud Inexorably. "Her old man was out
and tried to jump our mine today—
how about her?"
At this tjie captain of the rurales to your camp. Remain here, and you
I lifted his eyebrows and one closely i shall still have your room, though
i waxed niUBtachio and smiled mysteri- Spanish gentlemen sleep on the floors,
I ously. No. allow me, Don Felipe! 1 wish to
"V como no?" he Inquired. "And s'10w >° how highly I value your
why not? Is he not a Mexican citi- friendship! Only because we cannot
I zen?" ; disobey the rurales 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 Lancey, in whose
mind rosy visions were beginning to
gather, and he, too, declined—with a
"Make It a bed for the night," he
"Well, perhaps he is!" thundered
Bud, suddenly rising to Ills full height.
"but I am not! 1 am an American,
senor capitan. and there are other
Americans! If you hold my friend
without a trial 1 will come and tear
your jail down—and the comisario will
not stop me, either!"
■All!" observed the dandy little enp-
taln, shsugglng his mustachlo once i said. "I've got to get out of this town
more and blinking, and while Hooker
raged back and forth he looked him
before I tangle with Del Rey again and
find myself back in Jail. And now lead
me to it—I'm perishing for a bath and
"One moment!" he said at Jast, nils a sleep!"
Ing a quieting hand. "These are peril- j They retired early and got up early
ous times, senor, in which all the de- j -for Bud was haunted by fears. But
fenders of Fortuna should stand to- j as they passed through Old Fortuna
gether. I do not wish to have a dlf- the worst happened to him—they met
ference with tho Americans wneti Ber- [Gracia, mounted on a prancing horse
and followed by a rural guard, and
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 stralghter in his
saddle. But Phil uttered a groan and
struck his horse with the quirt.
"She cut me!" he moaned.
"Aw. forget it!" growled Bud, and
they rode on their way in silence.
At their camp by the Eagle Tall
mine, even though they held it still
and were heirs to half its gold, the
two pardners were glum and sorrow-
ful. The treacheries which Bud had
forgiven in a moment of exaltation
came back to him now aB he brooded;
and he eyed his friend askance, as if
wondering what he would do next.
He recalled all the circumstances of
their quest—the meeting with Kruger,
Phil's insistence on the adventure, the
oath of loyalty which they had eworn;
and then the gradual breaking down
of their brotherly devotion until now
they were strangers at heart.
Phil sat by himself, keeping his
thoughts to himself, and he stood aloof
while he waited for the worst to hap-
From the first day of their under-
taking Hooker had felt that it was un-
lucky, and now he knew that the end
was coming. His friend was lost to
him, lost alike to a sense of loyalty
and honor; he gloomed by himself and
thought only of Gracia Aragon.
The oath which Phil himself had
forced upon Bud was broken and for-
gotten; but Bud, by a sterner standard,
felt bound to keep his parL One thing
alone could make him break It—his
word to Henry Kruger. The Eagle
Tail mine he held In trust, and half
of It was Kruger's.
"Phil," he said at last, when his
mind was weary of the ceaseless grind
of thoughts, "I believe that mineral
agent Is holding back our papers. I
believe old Aragon has passed him a
hundred or so and they're In cahoots
to rob us. But I'll tell you what I'll
do—you give me a power of attorney
to receive those papers for you, and
I'll go in and talk Dutch to the whole
"What do you want to do that for?"
demanded De Lancey querulously.
"Why can't you wait a while? Those
papers have to go to Moctezuma and
Hermosillo and all over the City of
Mexico and back, and It takes time.
What do you want to make trouble
"Well, I'll tell you, Phil," answered
Bud honestly. "I've got a hunch If we
don't grab-them papers soon we won't
get 'em at all. Here these rebels are
working closer all the time, and Ara-
gon is crowding us. I want to get title
and turn it over to Kruger, before we
lose out somewhere."
"What's the matter with me going
In and talking to the agent?" suggest
ed Phil. Then, as he saw his pard-
ner'b face, he paused and laughed bit-
"Y'ou don't trust me any more, do
you, Bud?" he said.
"Well, It ain't that so much," evaded
Hooker; "but I sure don't trust that
Manuel del Rey. The first time you
go into town he's going to pinch you,
and 1 know It."
"I'm going to go in all the same,"
declared De Lancey, "and if the little
squirt tries to stop me—"
"Aw, Phil," entreated Bud, "be rea-
sonable, can't ye? You got no call to
go up against that little feller. He's a
bad actor, I can see that, and 1 believe
he'd kill you if he got the chance. But
wait a little while—maybe he'll get
took off in the fights thjs summer!"
"No, he's too cursed mean for that!"
muttered De Lancey, but he seemed
to take some comfort In the thought.
As for Bud, he loafed around for a
while, cleaning up camp, making
smoke for the absent Yaqqui. and look-
ing over the deserted mine, but some-
thing in the changed atmosphere made
him restless and uneasy.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
SHOULD COPY NATURE'S WAY
Human Planners of Reform Would Do
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to do is to separate processes which
nature has grouped, analyze them and,
when any growth proves sickly or too
lush, to treat its particular symptoms
| without tracing the root of the disease,
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the command of the department of
the Mississippi by President Jefferson
Davis, with whom he was a great fa-
vorite. For nine months General Pem-
berton defended Vicksburg against the
northern armies. The siege lasted till
July 4, 1863, when, owing to a scarcity
of ammunition and provisions, Gen-
eral Pemberton surrendered his entire
army. After the war he retired to
Warrington, Va„ and in 1876 moved
to Perth Amboy, N. J., and subse-
quently to Philadelphia, where he died
Rare Minerals in Tasmania.
The number of rare minerals found
to exist in Tasmania is constantly be-
ing added to, and the latest addition Is
molybdenite, which is used in the man-
ufacture of "molybdenum steel," to
w hich it gives a special hardness and
toughness that makes it suitable for-
use in propeller shafts, guns and
boilers. It is also used, to lesser ex-
tent, in the making of pottery glass
and other things. The price of molyb-
denite is now $2,500 a ton, or nearly
four times the present price of tin.
A "Cafe de Luxe."
Willie—Pa, what is a 'cafe d
Pa—About 10 per cent cafe and 90
per cent looks.—Life.
FOOD FACTS #
What An M. D. Learned.
A prominent Georgia physician went
through a food experience which he
"It was my own experience that
first led me to advocate Grape-Nuts
food and I also know, from having
prescribed it to convalescents and
other weak patients, that the food is a
wonderful rebuilder and restorer ot
nerve and brain tissue, as well as mus-
cle. It improves the digestion and
sick patients gain very rapidly, just
as I did in strength and weight.
"I was in such a low state that I
had to give up my work entirely, and
went to the mountains of this state,
but two ninths there did not improve
me; in fact, I was not quite as well
as when I left home.
"My food did not sustain me and
It became plain that I must change.
Then I began to use Grape-Nuts food
and in two weeks I could walk a mile
without fatigue, and in five weeks re-
turned to my home and practice, tak-
ing up hard work again. Since that
time I have felt as well and strong
as I ever did in my life.
"As a physician who seeks to help
all sufferers, I consider it a duty to
make these facts public." Name given
by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich.
Trial 10 days of Grape-Nuts, when
regular food does not seem to sustain
the body, works wonders. "There's a
Look in pkgs. for the famous little
book, "The Road to Wellvllle."
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