Judsonia weekly advance., 1918-10-02

robbers and they'd kill us for a peso. Yes, and the pacif1cos are no better. tell you we need to get out of this place."
 T intend to arrange it at once, but the sight of those jewels has frightened me. If we are searched-if we are even suspected: I'm wondering if Rosa can endure the hardships we'll encoun- ter when, or If, we get away"
 Exactly what was thinking. I've been considering another plan. told you about my friend at the market. We'll. he Is miserable Spaniard. but he has son in the manigua." X "One of us?" Johnnie was surprised.
 "Yes. The old fellow owns volan- dra in which he brings charcoal from the eastward twice month. He might take us out of here-on his schooner"
 How well does he like you?'
 "Oh. we are like two thieves"
 After a period of thought O'Reilly said, "Take me to him, and remember I'm your brother Juan."
 The Matanzas market did not pre- sent scene of great activity when the two friends slunk into it. Like most Spanish markets. the building was far from clean and housed odors unpleas- ant even to starving people. In the smelliest section, at one of the fish stalls, Jacket accosted villainous old brigand in rough Gallego cap, baggy blouse and trousers, and straw san- dals.
 Good day. my captain" he cried. cheerily.
 The Spaniard raised his head. scowled ferociously, then waved a long. thin-bladed knife in menacing fashion.
 "Aha So there you are. robber! Be off now before slit your greedy little belly! Didn't promise to give you to the soldiers if you came back to bother meW
 Jacket was unabashed by this hostile reception. He grinned broadly and with an impudent eye he scanned the empty premir es. Where is my little fish ?' he demanded. "As I live, believe you have sold it! What miser! For the sake of another centavo you would see me starve? There's heart for you Come. give me my fish Or must I lie down and die before your very eyes to prove my hunger?"
 What nuisance!" grumbled the marketman. He reached into basket and flung mackerel upon the table. ''There! I saved 1t for you, and sent the good women of Matanzas away empty-handed. But 1t Is the very last Annoy me again and I shall open you with my knife and put salt on you."
 "Ah! You are my good captain !" Jacket cried in triumph, possessing himself of the prize. "Where would have been but for you?" Turning to O'Reilly, who had looked on from dis tance, he said, Captain Morin, this Is that brother Juan of whom have told you"
 MOrin smiled at Johnnie and extend ed his dirty palm. "The little fellow can speak the truth when he wishes, it seems. began to doubt that he had a brother. What boy, eh?"
 You have a son with the insurrec- tos?"
 "Yes." The fisherman cast furtive glance over his shoulder.
 "Why don't you go and fight by his side?" Jacket demanded.
 "God forbid!'' Morin flung up his hands. "Tm loyal subject"
 "Well, we are going back to fight. We are going to escape and join Gomez once more!" Jacket made the an- nouncement calmly.
 "'S-sh What talk! !" Morin was in nervous panic lest they be overheard. ."As if anybody could escape from Ma tanzasl What made you come here if you are so eager to fight?"
 "I'll tell you" O'Reilly assumed di- rection of the conversation. "There are three of us brothers, we two and Esteban, pretty little fellow. He was captured by Cobo's men and driven In. and we came to find him. But he is sick-dying-"
 "Of course. They're all dying-the poor peoplei It is terrible"
 "We-" O'Reilly faltered slightly, so much hung upon the manner in which Morin would take what he was about to say. "We want to get him out of here-we must do so. or we'll lose him. VIII you help us?"
 "I? In heavens name, howl"
 "By taking us away In your char coal schooner"
 "You're madw Morin cast another apprehensive look over his shoulder. ''Tm poor man. All have is my two boats. the vivero, which brings fish. and the volandra, which sails with charcoal Do you think I'd forfeit them and my life for strangersr"
 O'Reilly leaned closer. "You sav