The Huttig news., 1917-04-07

You Went to School in the East,
 Didn't Your" there lurked the faintest twinkle. Cornell" said he
 Alaire gasped. After while she re- marked, stiffiy, You have a peculiar sense of humor."
 "Now don't be offended" he begged her. "Im a good deal like a chame- leon; l unconsciously change any color to suit my surroundings. When We first met l saw that you took me for one thing, and since then I've tried not 10 show you your mistake"
 Why did you Let me send you those silly books? l dare say you've had fine laugh at my expense?'
 "No!9 gravely denied the man.
 They had come to an arroyo contain ing considerable stream of muddy water, and Law was forced to get out to plug the earburetor and stop the oil intakes to the crank-case. This done, Alaire ran the machine through on the self-starter. When loses "Caram- bas ,' and Dolores shrieks had sub sided. and they were again under way, Mrs. Austin, 1t seemed had regained her good humor.
 You will receive no more of my fa- vorite authors she told Dave, spite fully. I'll keep them to read my self"
 Do you still believe in chivalry?"
 Alaire turned her eyes upon the questioner. and there were no girlish illusions in them. Do you?" she quer- jed, with faint curl of her lip.
 "Why-yes."
 She shook her head. Men have changed. Nowadays they are all self ish and sordid. But--I shouldn't gen eralize, for I'm a notorious man-hater, | you know"
 He nodded, whereupon she eyed him 1 speculatively. Let us see. You are a man-how far would you go for the woman you loved?"
 "The limit !" Mrs. Austin drowned at this light seeming answer. q suppose you mean hat you would make any sacrifice?n
 Yes; that's it"
 Would you give up the woman her self, if you considered it your duty?"
 No. There couldn't be any duty higher than love-to my way of think ing But you shouldn't take me as a specimen. I'm not good represen- tative of my sex"
 "I think you are very good one,a Alaire said quietly and Dave realized that no flattery was intended
 Despite the rough roads, they made fair time, and the miles of cactus and | scrawny brush rolled swiftly past. The morning sun swung higher and by midday the metal of the automobile had become as hot as frying pan. They stopped at various goat ranches to inquire about Adolfo Urbina, and Ut noon halted beside q waterCourse for lunch.
 Dave was ref1lling the radiator when he overheard Jose in conversation with Mrs. Austin.
 "Nowhera trace!" the horse breaker was saying. No one has seen him. Poor Rosa Morales will die of broken heart"
 Alaire explained to her guest Hose is worried about his cousin Pantilo. Il seems he has disappeared
 "Sol You are Panfilo's cousin?' Dave eyed the Mexican with new in terest
 "Si"
 | You remember the man?" Alaire went on. "He was with that fellow i you arrested at the water-hole."
 "Oh, yes. l remember him." With steady fingers Dave shook some to. bacco into cigarette paper He felt Alaire's eyes upon him, and they were eloquent of inquiry, but he did not meet them.
 Jose drowned. "No one at La Fera has seen him, and in Pueblo there was not word. Ii is strange"
 "Panfilo was in bad company when I saw him." Law finished rolling his l cigarette and lit it. still conscious of 1 Alaire's questioning gaze. He may have had trouble"
 "He was good man." the horse breaker asserted. "If he is dead-' l The Mexican's frown deepened to a scowl.
 What then?"
 Jose significantly patted the gift re. volver at his hip. "rhis little fellow will have something to say"
 Dave looked him over idly, from head to heel. then murmured: You would do we'll to go slow, compadre. pantilo made his own quarrels.'
 "We Were like brothers, and I do not know of any quarrels But I shall find out. I am not given to boosting, senor. but I am devilish bad man in