The Huttig news., 1914-10-03

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 "A hundred Mexieans!" he repeated. hnd Gracia murmured "Oh!" and was gone
 Miss Aragon is very loyal to her country" observed Don Juan, but Hooker only grunted
 Somehow. since those four Mexicans had come to his camp, he had soured on everything south of the line; and even the charming Gracia could not make him take back his words If she had intended the remark as chal- ienge-a subtle invitation to follow her and defend his faith-she failed for once of her purpose, for if there was any particular man in Mexico that Bud hated more than another it was her false-hearted father.
 Hooker had, in fact, thought more seriously of making her a half-orphan than of winning her good twill, and he fingered about the hotel, not to make love to the daughter. but to strike ter TOT to Aragon.
 The company being good, and a train being expected soon, Bud stayed over another day In the morning, when he came down for breakfast, he found that Aragon had fled before him. With his wife. daughter and retinue, he had moved suddenly back to his home. Hooker grinned when Don Juan told him the news.
 Well, why not?s he asked, chuck ling maliciously. Here it's the mid dle Of the rainy season and the war going on all summer and nary d rebel In sight Where's that big fight you was telling about-the battle of For tuna? You've made regular fortune out of these refugees, Brachamonte, but fail to see the enemy
 "Ah. you may laugh" shrugged the hotel-keeper, but wait! The time will come. The rebels are lost now-some day. when you least expect it. they will come upon us and then, believe me, my guests will be glad they are here. What is a few weeks bill com pared to being held for ransom? Look at that rich Senor Luna, who was here for a time in the spring. Against my advice he hurried home and now he is paying the price. Ten thousand pesos it cost to save his wife and family, and for himself and son his friends advanced ten thousand more 1 make no evil prophecies, but it would be better for our friend if he stayed on at my poor hotel"
  bluffiy, but Don Juan struck him upon the back with elephantine playfulness and hurried off to his duties
 AS for Hooker, he tarried in town until he got his mail and a copy of the Sunday paper and then, well sat isfied that the times were quiet and wars thing of the past, he ambled back to the Eagle Tail and settled down for a rest
 Flat on his back by the doorway he lay on his bed and smoked, reading his way through the lurid supplement and watching the trail with one eye. Since the fight with Aragon's Mexi- cans all his apprehensions had left him. He had written briefly to Phil and Kruger, and now he was holding the fort.
 It had been close shave, but he had escaped the cowardly assassins and had Aragon in his power. Not by any force of law, but by the force of fear and the gnawing weakness of Ara gon's own evil conscience
 Aragon was afraid of what he had done, but it.was the suspense which rendered him so pitiable. On a day he had sent four armed Mexicans to kill this Texan-not one had re- turned and the Texan regarded him sneerlngly. This it was that broke the Spaniard's will for he knew not what to think. But as for Bud, he lay on his back by the doorway and laughed at the funny page.
 As he sprawled there at his reading, Amigo came in from the hills. and he. too. was content to relax. Gravely scanning the colored sheet, his dark face lighted up.
 It was all very peaceful and pleas ant, but it was not destined to last.