Williams news., 1916-07-27

OOiOIuy auu unTS du0 DOIu eager ly looked out across the desert in the direction of Kynaston's pointed finger.
 Far away against the dead brown of the mesa slope, where the powders gave way to red earth and pinyon pine, they saw the figure of a man toiling his way painfully down the hillside, seeking by the aid of a long stick to learn the devious turns of the tortuous trail.
 Why, he's blind!"
 Kynaston started forward.
 Look! See how he pokes forward for each step before he moves his feet; may be sand blindness.
 Send man over there, sergeant, to help him down into the camp. Up- on my word, Miss Upton, am seeing more excitement in the past twenty four hours than I have ever seen be- fore along this part of the line. Let's go to breakfast"
 While they were eating the appe- tizing meal that the trumpeter spread for them upon the camp table beneath the solitary live oak that stood before the tent, they watched the sergeant help the stranger down the hill. Ia king the blind man to the fire, he seat ed him upon saddle that lay near the cooking tent, and came forward with salute. Et
 He's priest, sir-a padre; and from what little I can make out of his lingo he's had a pretty bad time I of it, sir. Shall bring him up?
 "Yes."
 Kynaston sprang up.
 ''Mrs. Fame, do you and Miss Up ton object to my asking the old fellow to take his breakfast here with us? I hardly like to send him down among the prisoners to eat. He seems a cut above them, don't you kHow?"s
 Why, of course not, MT. Kynas- ton. Please do exactly as you would if we were not here. I am sure he will be very interesting"
 So Kynaston went down to the fire, where the old man was explaining. in broken English and Mexican patois to the prisoners, for them to translate to the, Americans, that he was more tired than hungry, but that most of all he desired to hold converse with the commanding officer. Having in- E troduced himself, Kynaston asked the old man to come to his tent and join him in coffee.
 They found the two ladies already at their meal. Kynaston seated the old man between the two and poured him a cupful of steaming coffee that woke him into speech.
 Never before, senor, have I crossed the line. A Mayan am I, as all my people were for twelve generations that stretch their hands back even unto the days before there were Span iards in Tenochtitlan.
 For the space of twelve mems lives have we lived under the shadows of Fl Tio, seeing always the surf break on the outlying bars. Two years ago I came north, even as Coronado came, part of the way on my feet, part on i asses; always with pain, for to the blind, senor, all paths are hard. And at last my dream vanished
 "Thy dream? .S
 Aye, senor, my dream, for know 'thou that came not without an aim. That aim has been to follow and re- E cover, what these thieves of the world have taken"
 He pointed his thumb over his shoulder toward the fire, where the prisoners still sat over the bacon and hard bread that were being cooked sfofs them by the cooks of the troops -t3o1 And -,rt thou really blind?'s
 '.So that, senor; for fifty years.I have not seen the light of daysss -----;
 Mrs. Fame and Dorothy mufmwed their sympathy. z a7v -s-s a l'tSo have come, senoF. For now; three hundred years and myfathers, before me kept the shrine where it has been deposited since the days when Cortez came back from the courts raf the old world to hold his court at Cuernavaca and, finding thereSin DOW CT the evil man, Pedrarias, bis enc my, retired to live upon his estates.
 "Ye know, senor and ladie& how it was said that the conqutstador poi soned his first wife so that he could marry second wife who saould ad- vance his fortunes. It was to this sec ond wife that be gave those wonder full jewels, as all the world knows; the wonderful emeralds that Queen Isabella asked for in vainaand that made Cortez the most courted man in all Madrid. Hast thou heard of them?"
 Mrs. Fane and Dorothy looked their interest. All people are interested in the mere mention of jewels or pre- cious stones those who do not possess them.
 T have heard" said Kynastor slowly, "the same tale all men know the tale which Gomara wrote to the effect that Cortez received as part
 of the ransom of the Emperor Monte , yuma five great emeralds, and tha'