The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1913-10-18

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would take the party past
outposts, that was another matter
They were willing to do It. but always
tomorrow
If we let them guys manana US wen never get
there, commented Scotty. They know they are
going to give us those papers, but they hate to
get down to work. There is only one way to
make them get busy and I'm going to use it."
Inc only way meant cheerful, patient, per-
sistent attendance on the iunta morning moon
ana night until finally, late one evening after the
last promise to have it ready the following morn
ing at tain O'Clock had been brushed aside the
passport was prepared with great mystery duly
sealed deliberately addressed and tremendously
handed over. Before the following daybreak the
automobile was streaklng down some of the best
country road in the United States bound for
somewhere around Guadalupe a little town
something like forty miles distant on the Mex
lean side
Locke, the owner of the car, and Jim, the chauf-
feur, were in front. Locke held the wheel on the
country road. but later Jim would take the gaso-
line bridge Jim would have been the working
mate of Kit Carson, old man Bridger or some of
the other giants Of pioneer days if he had been
a man fifty years ago. Now he is a border chauf-
feur able to drive car any place a goat can
Climb and willing to go anywhere into the seeth
Ing interior of Mexico for his price
This ought to be cinch today" Jim said
We'll get through humming if we don't run
into bunch of Saazar's men from Juarez out
scouting, and they're bad hombres, or some of
CastiIlo's bandits. Split out your passes and
don't shove the wrong ones; let me do the talk
ing"
About twenty-five miles east of Ell Paso the Rio
Grande swings into the side of the country road
and at the first turn two khaki-clad young cav
alrymen with sx-shooters strapped to the right
hip stepped forth with uplifted hands. Uncle
Sam is making an earnest effort to keep down
the smuggling of contraband across the border
and for that purpose has thrown his soldiers
along the international boundary. Inasmuch as
the soldiers not only have botn factions of Mex
leans against them, but the American business
sentiment well. the thing is somewhat in the
nature OF farce.
These young cavalrymen, however, were doing
their duty as best they could and they wanted to
know who. what where. etc. They were told,
duly scrutirised an official pass from the military
authorities and took look through the automo-
bile. Cartridges like blessings. come and 90 un-
awares and they were not taking chance. Just
a little later at what once an international
bridge six soldiers headed by sergeant
tumbled cut OF the underbrush and from under
the abutr1ents and cried Halt"
Sorry, you know said the sergeant crisply as
he went through the with the dizziness OF
customs inspector, but we've got to do it. Have
you an extra morning paper with you? Hey.
Murphy. win that bet! Washington did trim
he Athletics"
national line because whenever the irrigation
will let her have little water she gets even by
hiding new channels. cutting across lots and
,icing up territory to give boundary commits
sion nice summer job. In this particular in.
stance she had sliced into the United States a
nile or more which threw the line mile or
wo on the south side of the river, in low lying
Whj do have led NIT
willows. cottonwoods and dense underground. 1t
s great point for smuggers.
Just at the end Of that mile the fairly good
Dad ended abruptly. Shifting sand overgrown
rails and desolation succeeded 1t was as IL
he car had been dropped suddenly into a far
istant country. unsettled and practically unex-
lored.
Just mile to the north there has been hard
centific road passing through farm land brought
0 the highest point of development The fields
we're fragrant with growing, Towering alfalfa,
afr corn. milo maize. fruits and melons The
ouses were pretty bungalows or modern con-
rete dwellings There we're men at work In the
eids and their mules and horses were sleek and
Tell cared for. Winduiills were drawing water
'om wells where the gasoline pump was not
sed 1t was all happy, ali busy all prosperous
over here the courtr. was stricken. Land lust
5 good as any in the world lay fallow. over.
rown with brush.
I'VE ought 10 pick up outpost about now"
illed back jim finally Look QUIT"
AS ne spoke there came from the mesquite
'vered side of mesa a single sharp detona-
ne report and something sang By in the air
'ove like large humming top.
Sit still unless It's one of the Castillo bunch"
me the command; IL 1t is. jump for the mes
lite"
Around the edge Of the mesa came a horse.
an with his pony dead run, a Winchester
'ung In one hand. his Mexican sombrero fut
ring.
Rebel" was the decision IT'S all right: get
t the tunta letter"
The outpost had said that the way to Orteea
is straight ahead and turn to the left at a big
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