The Huttig news., 1914-09-12

Intense, such as has never before been written, is this one of Ameri-
 can adventurers into the land of manana. Texan, mining engineer,
 Spanish senor and senorita. peon,
 Indian, crowd it's chapters with clear-cut word pictures Of busi.
 ness, adventure and love. against
 somber background of wretched
 armies marching and counter marching across a land racked by revolution and without savior. --.~.o~.--~.o
 For week they labored on together grim, watchful, expectant-then, at the break of iay, they heard distant rattle of arms, like the tearing of a cloth, and knew that the battle was on.
 The great whistle at Fortuna opened with its full, bass roar. and Amigo snatched up his gun and went loping down the canyon, drawn irresistibly by the sound of conflict Bud fingered,
 
 view of the country. But his young blood clamored for action too, and soon he was mounted and gone. The fighting was not at the Ameri- can town, but down the valley by Old Fortuna, and as Hooker galloped on toward the sound of the firing he no- ticed that it was on the move. AL ready the cowardly rebels were re- treating-the volunteers from Fortuna were hurrying to get closer to them, the rurales were riding to flank them: and when Bud jumped his horse up the last hill and looked down into the broad, cultivated valley he saw the dust of their flight.
 Down the fenced trail that led to the lower country the mounted insurrectes were spurring in a rout; across the newly plowed field, of Aragon the men on foot were making short cut for the hills; and all about them like leaping grasshoppers, sprang up puffs of dust. Now they plunged into the willow | brush along the river, where it swung in against the ridge; and as their pur- suers broke into the open they halted and returned the fire. The bullets struck up the dust like hailstones in front of the oncoming irregulars, a man or two in the lead went down l and they faltered. Then, as frantically as the rebels. they turned and ran fol l cover
 While defenders and invaders shot 1 back and forth across the broad field 1 Bud put spurs to his horse and rode closer, and when he came out on an other hilltop he was just in time to see the rurales come pelting in from the west and take the revoltosos on the distance firing then, while the rebels slowly retreated, and finally, with a last defiant volley, the defenders turned back from their pursuit and marched triumphantly to Old Fortuna. There, amid numerous vivas, Don Cipriano rolled out a cask of mescal and. after fiery speech, invited the yictors to help themselves. So they fell to drinking and carousing, and the one defender who had been wounded was bandaged and made much of while great crowd from the upper town looked on in awe and admiration.
 At last Manuel del Key and his rurales returned from ha arassihg the en my and with several wounded pris- oners in their midst, the valor-drunk Mexicans formed riotous procession and went marching back to town. Every horse and mule was carrying double, guns were being dropped. broad hats knocked off, and ever, as they marched, they shouted:
 Viva Madero! Viva Mejico! Muerte a los revoltosos!"
 It was an edifiying spectacle to an American, and with the rest Bud tagged along to the plaza, where they had speeches and cheers galore and more mescal at the company's csntina. But in the midst of it, while he sat laughing on his horse by the hotel. Bud felt gravel strike his broad hat from above and. looking furtively up. he beheld Gracia Aragon smiling down at him from the balcony
 She beckoned him with swift movement and gazed out over the as semblage again, and afteE few mo ments of deliberation Hooker tied his horse and wandered into the hotel.
 A jingle of excitement went over him as he tramped up to the ladies' parlor, for he had never met Gracia face to face. But he disguised his qualms by assuming masklike grim ness of countenance and, when the glorious Gracia glided out of her room to meet him. he only blinked and stood pat.
 A long experience as a poker player WIS all that saved him from betrayal, for there was something in her very presence which made his heart leap and bound. But he only gazed at her somberly, without even so much as raising his hat.
 Back in Texas, In his social world, it was considered almost unmanly to thus salute the ladies' So he stood there, his big sombrero pulled down 1.i. <xf 1;,xl,