Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1906-09-11

taur, ana 10 SnoOt ike WHHAn len.
He had grown to be great good
natured fellow, more like an over
grown boy than a man, when the
tyrant Heureaux showed a growing
thirst for human blood, and 1t SEEM
| ed necessary to rid the country Of
him at all hazards.
| A. party gathered on the farm near
Moca to decide how 1t could be done.
They knew 1t would take a brave
man with steady nerve and true aim
to do the. deed.
The story was told that common
soldier had once been hired to fire
the fatal shot. He had his musket
loaded and was doing sentry duty
as Heureaux came along. AS the
tyr;ant passed he was to lower the
musket and fire. But Heureaux saw
at a glance tell tale expression in
the soldiers face and he pulled his
gun and shot him dead.
It is said that the names Of Ramon
Caceres and Horacio Vasquez, his
cousin. were on Heureaux's death
list Lots were drawn to decide who
should do the deed, and a delicate
young man. mere boy held UP the
fatal prize. The big Ramon who shot
little birds off the ends of orange
branches for diversion looked over
at him and laughed, and reaching
out his great arm clutched the paper,
saying:
"You cannot do It; I shall not al
low you to attempt 1t. I shall do It
myself" 4
That settled 1t.
Heureaux arrived at Moca about
this time, having left his escort be-
hind. He wanted money. and he
was borrowing where he could. He
hat; several thousand dollars in gold
IN his saddle bags which he had
picked up along the road; and now
he went into little shop to see what
he could do there.
The shopkeeper gave him two
twenty-dollar gold pieces. and these.
as he turned to leave the shop, he
dropped into the upper pocket Of his
waistcoat, at the same time fishing
for some of his worthless paper
money to give blind beggar outside
| the door. AS he handed the paper
money to the beggar he looked up to
see Caceres coming toward him car
rying closed umbrella.
In a flash the umbrella had chang
ed to a revolver belching fire at him.
Undaunted, the tyrant who had fac
ed the fire a thousand times before
and boasted of having studied muir
der as a fine art, reached for his own
gun, but fate now was against him.
The revolver stuck to the holster.
He saw the cleaning eye Of Mon
| Caceres before him and Caceres was
planting bullets in his breast as he
would the center Of target. Heu-
reaux never uttered a cry. not one
word of complaint, but when he got
his revolver out his hand shook so
that he shot the beggar. who fell,
clutching In his death grasp, the pa
per money ne had just received.
Heureaux knew that his mission
was over. AS Caceres, having done his
work, walked away, Heureaux quiet
ly laid himself down on the sidewalk
and arranged himself with one arm
under his head for pillow as
though going to sleep-and thus he
died.
/ Ramon Caceres does not want to
be president; he never did. He would
much prefer to be with his wife and
babies, mother and sisters on the
old farm at Moca, harvesting his
chocolate beans and attending to his
stock.
He killed Heureaux, not because
he aspired to any public Office. but as
matter Of necessity. After he had
killed him and the whole country
was thrown into CONSERVATION he
played billiards in a public cafe at
Moca as coolly as though nothing
had happened; but his loaded six.
shooter was secure on his hip and he
has kept 1t there ever since.
The revolution which followed was
inevitable. The party which insti-
gated the killing of Heureaux pro-
claimed itself the government with
Horacio Vasquez at its head and the
big, good natured Mon" a member
Of the cabinet, and with a following
of ragamuffins rode to the capital
and turned out Heureaux's followers.
| Hereaux's ousted followers, having
lost their jobs and sources Of income,
have ever since thirsted for Caceres's
blood and the good natured "Mon,"
knowing that, does not dare to relin-
quish his political power. Should he
retire the generals who form a body
guard around him, renounce his
power and retire to his Moca farm
his life would not be worth the pow
der in a cartridge.
When he placed Morales in the
presidential chair he went back to
his farm, taking his staff Of generals
with him, but he was not long In dis
covering the aspirations Of Morales,
who began forming alliances with
Heureaux's friends for the purpose
of building up a party of his own.
II Morales succeeded in this Mon"
knew that he was doomed and so he
hastened back to the capital, where
with his unceasing laugh he haunted
the man whom he had seated In the
presidential chair until Morales in
disgust first tried to resign and then
skipped out Of the city one night.
| In the midst Of a revolution the
writer visited Caceres on his farm at
Moca. His wife, mother and sisters
seem to be first in his consideration,
and his eyes shone with love and
kindness as he spoke Of them.
There were no private soldiers
about, but there were dozens Of gen.
erals When bedtime came the gen.
erals armed themselves with rifles
and arranged among themselves their
turns for doing sentry duty in pairs
It seems that nothing less than gen.
eral can be depended upon to do this
duty in Santo Domingo, for nothing
would convince a private soldier that