The Little River news., 1920-09-08
SYNOPSIS


 mining engineer, after cleaning up for tune in Death Valley, Calf, boards train for the East. He befrends young trouncing the pest
 CHAPTER u-At Denver Webster re. ceiVes a letter from Billy Geary his clos est friend Gaary urges h!m to come to Sopfante, Central America, to finance and develop mining claim. He decides to go.
 CHAPTER H. - Dolores Ruey the young woman Webster befrienued and who has made deep impression on him, as ne has on her, is also on the way to Sobrante.
 CHAPTER Iv-At Buenaventura, capt. tai of sobrante, Billy Gea1y, ill and pen niiess, is living on the charity of Mother Jenks, keeper of dramsnop. She re- ce1Ves cablegram from Dolores, telling of her coming
 CHAPTER v.-Dolores father, Ricardo Ruey, president of Sobrante, had been Killed in revolution led by Sarros, the present executive. Dolores. a child of eight was smuggled out of the country by Mother Jcnks and supported by her in the United States The old womsn, ashamed of her occupation and habits of life, fears to meet Dolores, and sends Geary to the boat to say she has gone to the United States
 CHAPTER VI-Webster, on his way to Sobrante, is taken i'll on the train and weeks. Geary bungles his mission, Dolo- res easily seeing through his story. She greets Mother Jenks as her friend and 6enefa or Geary falls desperately in love with the girl.
 CHATTER VIl.--At New Orleans, while waiting for the steamer to BuenaVentnra, Webster saves the life of a young man who is attacked by two assassins. The -l,,t. .LD,, c;,,Tr his identity
 CH NPTER VTI.-On the steamer Web ster finds his stateroorl occupied by a stranger who declares his intention of being his euest to Ruenaventura. At first angered, Webster and the stranger, after somewhat forcible argtment, reach an amicable agreement. Webster recognizes him as the youth whose life he had saved the day before though the ether does not know Webster
 Ing with pafn and rnge 'n the gr'r nr the American.
 Good ,' Webster announced. slack ing his grip a little. With his left hand he deftly extracted hair from each flank of the screaming liltle Scoundrel's scant mustache and held them before the latters tear-filed eyes.
 My friend" he said gently, mark how the gringo gives his little dark brother a lesson in deportment. Be hold, if have given thee souvenir of our meeting, also have taken one. By this pinched and throbbing nose shall be remembered when am gone; by these hairs from thy rats mustache shall remember thee. Go, and thrust not that nose into a gringO's business again. It is unsafe"
 He released Pucker-eye, made his way through the crowd to his room. looked in. saw that his baggage was there, and walked around on the star. board side to join in the general fare. well of all on board to the crowd on the levee
 At the shore end of the gangplank Pucker-eye and Pop-eye still waited. The unfortunate Pucker-eye was weep ing with pain and frtile rage and hu- initiation, but We ter noticed that Pop-eye's attention was not on his friend but upon each passenger that 
 the usual number of late arrivals. As each passenger approached, Pop-eye scanned him with more than casual in- terest.
 Webster smiled. Looking for that valet they heard me talking about" he reflected "Pop-eye, you're a fine, capable lad. l thought you had the brains of the two You're not going away until you've had chance to size up the endorsements at my com mand, are you?"
 He lighted a cigar and leaned over the rail as the steamer, gathering speed, swept down river.
 "GoOd-by, you golden fizz and chicken gumho.' he called, as the city receded and the low, wooded shores below the city came into view.
 When he had finished his cigar he cast the stump oyerboard watched it until it disappeared astern, and then went around to staterOOm No. 34. As he stepped in and closed the door a masculine voice said very pleasantly:
 "How do you do?"
 # MT. Webster looked up and beheld young man, arrayed in a very fancy Spair. of light blue silk pajamas, strfched at his ease in the upper berth.
 John Stuart Webster stared at the stranger for several seconds and con s:luded he was invading the sanctity of nnother's stateroom. Excuse me, he said, q guess I'm in the right church but the wrong pew" and he stepped oGG and looked for the number on the stateroom. To his surprise it was No. 34 after all, so he stepped back into the stateroom and favored the stran- ger with another scrutiny.
 "It does appear to me, my friend," ne said presently, "that I detect some thing strangely familiar about your paJamas."
 "1 wouldn. De the least bit surprised