Judsonia weekly advance., 1918-07-13

if that treasure had been above ground her sharp nose would have smeled it out. and now Cueto has moved the very earth"
 Rosa sat back disappointed. 'So that's your theory?"
 It's more than theory the boy insisted. Look at thsl'' From the pocket of his cotton trousers he pro duced an odd-looking coin. which he placed in Rosa's hand.
 "Why, it's gold It's n Spanish doubloon,' she said. It's the first one I ever saw. Where did you find it?"
 You'll think I'm crazy when tell you-sometimes I think so myself. I found it in Isabe's hand when I took her from the well!"
 Rosa was stricken speechless.
 "She clutched it tightly" Esteban hurried on but as made the rope fast her hand relaxed and I saw 1t in the lantern light. It was as if--well. as if she gave it to me. was too badly frightened to think much about it, as you may imagine. It was hor- rible place, all slime and foul water; the rocks were slippery. But that coin was in her fingers"
 Rosa managed to say Impossible Then she must have had 1t when she fell"
 No. no! I saw her hands up- stretched. her fingers open, In the moonlight"
 "ItS uncanny. PerhnpS-"
 "Yes. Perhaps some unseen hand led her to the place so that we should at last come into our own. Who knows? There's no doubt that father hid his money He turned his slaves into gold, he bought jewels, precious metal, any thing he could hide. Well, perhaps there were old coins in the lot. The water in the well is shallow; Isabel must have groped this piece from the bottom Some day shall explore the hdie and--we shall see"
 Rosa flung her arms rapturously about her brothers neck and kissed him. "Wouldn't It be glorious?" she cried 'Wouldn't 1t be wonderful, to be rich, and to want for nothing; to have fine clothes and good things to eat once more? Good things to eat !" Her lip quivered. "Oh--l'm so hun- gry"
 Poor little girl !"
 Wait till O'Reilly hears about this" Rosa was all excitement once more. Hell he glad he came and got me. if he does come"
 .fs,I.u l,.,r II.as1 never fear. I know 1t. Every time I leave you my heart is in my throat for fear, of what may happen in my ab- sence-and yet I can't always be at your side
 "There. You acknowledge tha.s l handicap you Except for me you would be making q, glorious name for your self"
 Nothing of the sort. More probably I'd be getting myself killed. No! It's better this way. We must be brave and patient and-thnk of what is wait ing for us at the bottom of that we'll"
 Ii was Indeed great piece of luck which had enabled Esteban Varona to buy half-dozen Mausers from a Span ish soldier. Through Asensio's ac- quaintance he had profited by the dis honesty of an. enemy. and although it had taken all his money to effect the purchase. Esteban considered the sac rifice well worth while. The fire of patriotism burned fiercely in him, as did his hatred of Rancho CuetO, and the fOur trusty young negroes to whom he had gi n rifles made. with AsensiO and himself an armed party large enough to be reckoned with. These blacks were excitable fellows, and wretched marksmerl. but. on the other hand. each and. every one had been raised with q machete at his hip and knew how to use it. After few pre- liminary forays under Esteban's lead ership they had absorbed bit of dis cipline and were beginning to feel military ardor.
 In the Cuban field forces there were low patriots fought better. or endured the hardshlps of guerrilla warfare more cheerfully than they. General Antonio Maceo was of mixed blood, and yet his leadership was character ized not only by rare judgment and ability. but also by an exalted abandon of personal bravery. His several brothers rendered Cuba services scarce ly less distinguished. and they were but of few of many dark-skinned he- rocs. This struggle for independence was no patrician's war; the best stock ofLhe island fought side by side with field hands.
 At dawn of the morning followinp