The Huttig news., 1914-07-11

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 This was the town, but the most i'm portant building-set back in the shade of mighty cottonwoods and pleasantly aloof from the road-was the residence of Senor Aragon It was this, in fact which held the undivided attention of De Lancey as they rode quietly through the village, for he had become accustomed from long experience in the tropics to look for something elusive, graceful and femi- nine in houses set back in a garden. Nothing stirred, however, and having good reason to avoid Don Cipriano, they logged steadily on their way.
 Some house." observed Phil, with a last hopeful look over his shoulder.
 "Uh.' assented Bul, as they came to fork in the road. Say" he con- tinued, Tets turn off on this trail Lot of burro tracks going out-expeet it's our friend, Mr. Mendez.'
 All right" said De Lancey ab- sently; wonder where old Aragon keeps that beautiful daughter of his the one Don Joo-an was telling about, Have to stop on the way back and sample the old mans mescal."
 Nothing doing!" countered Hooker instantly. Now you heard what told you-there's two things you leave alone for sixty days-booze and wom- en. After we cinch our title you can get as gay as you please"
 "Oo-ee@ piped Phil, hear the boy talk!" But he said no more of wine and women. for he knew how they do co mplicate life.
 They rode to the east now, follow ing the long, flat footprints of the bur ros, and by all the landmarks Bud saw that they were heading straight for the old Eagle Tail mine At Old Fortuna the river turns west and al the same time four canyons came in from the east and south Of these they had taken the first to the north 1 and it was leading them past all the old workings that Kruger had spoken about. Tn fact, they were almost at the mine when Hooker swung down suddenly from his horse and motioned Phil to follow.
 There's some burros coming" he said, glancing back significantly; and when the pack-train came by, each animal piled high with broken wood the two Americans were busily tap ping away at a section of country rock. A man and a boy followed be- 1 t,,I ,1o ,,,tf at the strangers, and as Phil bade l them a pleasant "Buenos dias," they came to halt and stared at their industry in silence. In the interval Phil was pleased to note that the old man had only one eye.
 Que busca?" the one-eyed one finally inquired; what are you look ing for?"
 And when Phil oracularly answered, "Gold!" the old man made a motion to the boy to go on and sat down on neighboring rock.
 Do you want to buy a prospect" he asked, and Bud glanced up at him grimly.
 We find our own prospects," an- swered Phil.
 But I know of very rich pros- pect." protested Mendez; very rich!" He shrilled his voice to express how rich it was.
 "Yes?" observed Phil; then why don't you dig the gold out? But, as for us, we find our own mines. That is our business"
 "Seguro!" nodded Mendez. glancing at their outfit approvingly. But am poor man-very poor-I cannot de- nounce the mine So wait for some rich Americana to come and buy 1t. 1 have friend-a very rich man-in Gadsden. but he will not come; so will sell it to you.
 Did you get that, Bud?" tested Phil in English. The old man here thinks we're rich Americans and he wants to sell us mine."
 Bud laughed silently at this, and MT. Mendez, his hopes somewhat blast ed by their levity. began to boast of his find, giving the history of the Eagle Tail with much circumstantial- ity and explaining that it was lost padre mine.
 Sure observed Phil, going back to his horse and picking up the bridle. that's what they all say. They're all lost padre mines. and you can see them from the door of the church. Come on, Bud, let's go!"
 l" And. so you could this!" cried Mem dez, running along after them as they rode slowly up. the canyon, from the old church that was washed away by the flood! This is the very mine where the padres dug out all their -old! Are you going up this way?