The Little River news. (Ashdown, Little River County, Ark.) 1897-current, 1920-10-27

tinguishable at first, but gradually
coming nearer. And presently the
trapped men in the palace heard it,
too. "viva Ruey! Viva! Viva Ruey!"
"All over but the shouting" Don
Juan remarked disgustedly. "The lads
house stood wide open; within was a
litter of greasy rags and broken
packing cases, with Leber, quite mys-
titled, sitting on a key Of nails and
staring curiously at it all.
Guided by Don Juan CafeterO, Web
ster and Dolores passed on up the
Gale San Rosario. Occasionally a
bullet, fired two or three miles to the
west, droned lazily overhead or
dropped with sharp metallic sound
on the corrugated-iron roofs OF a
building. At the hotel the proprietor
alone was in evidence, seated behind
the desk smoking in profound indif-
ference.
In response to webster's eager In
quifies for the latest news from the
front, the placid fellow shrugged and
murmured: "Quien sabeT Evidently
for him such stirring scenes had long
since lost their novelty; the bloom
was of the peach, as 1t were.
Webster went upstairs and helped
himself to another automatic and sew
eral spare clips of shells which he
had left In his trunk On his return
to the lobby, Dolores saw what a
very nearsighted person, indeed, would
have seen-to wit: that he was not
pleased to remain in the hotel and
with the spirit Of adventure strong
within him was DESTROYS Of progress
ing still farther toward the firing, In
the hope of eliciting some favorable
news as to the progress Of the fight
She realized. however, that he would
do his duty and remain with her in
the hotel; so she said gayly:
Suppose we walk out a little far
Their, Caliph. Many Of the side streets
will be as safe and peaceful as one
could desire. and If warfare should
develop in our vicinity we can step in
to some house."
81 do not like to have you run the
slightest risk" he began, but she
pooh-poohed him into silence, took
him by the arm with a great air Of
camaraderie, and declared they should
go forth to adventure-but cautiously
Webster glanced at Don Juan. 1--WE
can go a half or three quarters av
mile out the Gale San Rosario, sor,"
the Irishman answered. "After that
twill not be a pleasant sight for the
young leddy-an' there may be some
shootin'. Squads av the gOvernmint
TROOPS took refuge in the houses an
took to snipin'. Twill be shlow wurrk
roundin' the last av thin up. Even
afther the fight is over. there'l be
scatterin' shOotin' scrapes all av the
night long, I'm thinkin'."
"At the slightest danger We'll turn
back" Webster announced, and with
Don Juan Cafetero scouting the way
block in advance they progressed
slowly toward the center Of the dis
turbance.
Soon they passed a horse dead in
the middle of the street; little far
ther on one of the machine-gun
company, lank Texan, sat on
the curb rolling cigarette with his
left hand. He had a bullet through
his right shoulder and another through
the calf Of his leg and had received no
first aid attention: the flies were both
ering him considerably and he was
cursing softly and fluently, like the ex-
mule-skinner he was. 18TH
Farther on another white invader
hay face down In the gutter; for him
the fight had ended almost ere 1t had
begun. In the next block half doz-
en- sandal-footed Sobranteans, in the
blue and red-trimmed uniform of the
Guardia Civil, lay sprawled In uncouth
attitudes. where the first blast of
machine gun had caught them as they
rushed out Of the police station to re-
pei the advancing mercenaries.
Seeing that the main street Of the
city would assume even a more grisIy
aspect the longer they followed 1t, Don
Juan led Webster and Dolores cou-
pie OF blocks down cross street and
turned out into the Gale de Herman
DEE, parallel to the Gale San Rosario.
There had been no shooting In this
street, apparently; as they proceeded
not even a stray bullet whined down
the silent Gale.
Four blocks from the government
palace they found the narrow side.
walks Of this quiet street lined with
wounded from both sides. with doe
tor and half dozen Of Ricardos hired
fighters ministering to them as they
threaded their way between the recum-
bent figures they came upon Mother
jerks, brandy bottle and glass in hand
"doing her Bit,
"Hahl So here you are, my lamb,
she greeted Dolores. "Right-O. Just
where yer ought to be, Cor bless yer
sweet face. Let these poor misfor
tunate lads see that the sister o the
new president amt too proud 70 care
for 'em. Ere, lass. old up the cad
O. this young cockerel with the ole in
Is neck. Ere lad. Tyke brace now
'Ere's some O. your own people notia
lot o. bloomin' WELLER bellies, come to
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