Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, June 8, 1914, Page 2

THE UNIVERSAL CAR " Put the difference in the bank. The saving between Ford cost and heavy car cost is “velvet” for the prudent buyer. He knows the Ford not only saves him dollars but serves him best. It’s a better car sold at a lower price and backed with F'ord service and guarantee, Sc00 for a runabaout; $550 for the touring car and $750 for the town car—f. o b. De- troit, complete with equipmrent. Get cata- log and particulars from Lakeland Automobile & Supply Co. Lakeland, Fla, D ntw s 0 A 0 ) Mayes Grocery Company : WHOLESALE GROCERS : “A BUSINESS WITHOUT BOOKS” We find that low prices and long time will not go hand in hand, and on May Ist we will instal our new system of low prices for Strictly Cash. We have saved the people of Lakeland and Polk County thousands of dollars in the past. and our new system will still reduce the cost of living, and also reduce our expenses and enable us to put the knife in still deeper. We carry a full line groceries, feed. grain, hay. crate material, and Wilson & Toomers’ ldeal Fertilizersalways on hand Mayes Grocery Company 211 West Main St., Lakeland, Fla. LA LRl Rl et R2etel DRL TS TLR SR TL T Frefacdrede 4 % § Beed BB BB B G o 4 G e 2 - THURSDAY MAY 2ist we will cut all our Suits, Pants and Straw Hats down 20 per cent off of our prices. This is for CASH ONLY as we have got to have the money. Hart Shaffner & Marx clothing included in this sale. Thie Hub The Home of Hart Schaffner & Marx Clothing JOS. LeVAY B BB T BB B BT RRR L PPR PSP I et Re sy By DANE GROH OISO QOO LRI LK Qe % “She did not!” came back Bud with | sudden spirit. Then he laughed the thought away, a great burden seemed to be lifted from his heart, and he found himself happy again. CHAPTER X. To an American, accustomed to get- ting things done first and talking about it afterward, there is nothing so subtly irritating as the old-world formalism, the polite evasiveness of the Mexi- cans; and ¥et, at times, they can speak to the point with the best of us. For sixty days Don Cipriano Aragon had smiled and smiled and then, sud- denly, as the last day of their mining permit passed by and there was no record of a denouncement by Cruz Mendez, he appeared at the Eagle Tail mine with a pistol in his belt and a triumphant sneer on his lips. Behind him rode four Mexicans, fully armed, and they made no reply to De Lancey’s polite “Buenos dias!” “Take your poor things,” burst out Aragon, pointing contemptuously at their tent and beds, “and your low, pelado Mexican—and go! This mine no longer stands in the name of Cruz Mendez, and I want it for myself! No, not a word!” he cried, as De Lancey opened his mouth to explain. “Noth- ing! Only go!” “No, senor,” sald Hooker, dropping his hand to his six-shooter which hung low by his leg and stepping forward, “we will not go!” “What?” stormed Aragon, “you—" “Be careful there!” warned Bud, suddenly fixing his eyes on one of the four retainers. “If you touch that gun I'll kill you!” There was a pause, in which the Mexicans sat frozen to their saddles, and then De Lancey broke the silence. “You must not think, Senor Ara- gon,” he began, speaking with a cer- tain bitterness, “that you can carry your point like this. My friend here is a Texan, and if your men stir he will kill them. But there is a law in this country for every man—what is it that you want?”’ “I want this mining claim,” shouted Aragon, “that you have so unjustly ta- ken from me through that scoundrel Mendez! And I want you to step aside, so that I can set up my monu- ments and take possession of it.” “The Senor Aragon has not been to the agente mineral today,” suggested De Lancey suavely. “If he had taken the trouble he would not—" “Enough!” cried Aragon, still trying to carry it off cavalierly; “I sent my servant to the mining agent yesterday and he reported that the permit had lapsed.” “If he had taken the pains to in- quire for new permits, however,” re- turned De Lancey, “he would have found that one has been issued to me. I am now a Mexican citizen, lfke your self.” “You!” screamed Aragon, his eyes bulging with astonishment; and then, finding himself tricked, he turned sud- denly upon one of his retainers and struck h!m with his whip. “Son of a goat!” he stormed. “Pig! Is this the way you obey my orders?” But though he raved and scolded, he had gone too far, and there was no putting the blame on his servant. In his desire to humiliate the hated grin- “‘No, Senor,” Said Hooker, Dropping | His Hand to His Six-Shooter. f } gos he had thrown down all his guards, and even De L: ey saw all too clear- t it hi is intentions in the matter } y words, too elge. We shall re- here and hold our prope: for someb us of ev So you You mu: hieh nigr ! value this arren mine very give up the protection of your govern- | ment. But perhaps you are acquainted | with a man named Kruger?” he i sneered. ~“He_would sell his honor any time THE EVENING TBLEGRAM LAKE QLB PRI Q PO The Land of Broken Promises A Stirring Story Of The Mexican Revolution e Rom e era s e E i ) R ly to | ND, FLA., JUNE 8§, 1914, FOROIBRFOGRTE | COOLIDGE: to defraud a Mexican of his rignis, and I doubt not it was he who sent you here. Yes, I have known it from the first—but I will fool him yet! “So you are a Mexican citizen, Senor De Lancey? Bien, then you shall pay the full price of your citizenship. Be- fore our law you are now no more than that poor pelado, Mendez. You cannot appeal now to your consul at Gads- den—you are only a Mexican! Very well!” ? He shrugged his shoulders and smiled significantly. “No,” retorted De Lancey angrily; “you are right—I cannot appeal to my ° government! But let me tell you some- thing, Senor Mexicano! needs no government to protect him— he has his gun, and that is enough!” “Yes,’ added Bud, who had caught the drift of the last, “and he has his friends, too; don't forget that!” He strode over toward Aragon and men- aced him with a threatening finger. “If anything happens to my friend," he hissed, “you will have me to whip! And now, senor,” he added, speaking | , i | \ God—and do not come back!” “Pah!” spat back Aragon, his hate for the pushing foreigner showing in every glance; “I will beat you yet! And 1 pray God the revoltosos come this way, if they take the full half of my cattle—so long as they get you two!" “Very well,” nodded Bud as Aragon and his men turned away, “but be careful you do not send any!"” “Good!” he continued, smiling grim- ly at the pallid Phil; “now we got him where we want him—out in the open. And I'll just remember them four pai- sanos he had with him—they're his handy men, the boys with nerve—and don't never let one of 'em catch you out after dark.” De Lancey sat down on a rock and wiped his face. “Heavens, Bud,” he groaned, “I never would have believed it of him— I thought he was on the square. But it just goes to prove the old saying— every Mexican has got a streak of yel- low in him somewhere. All you've got to do is to trust him long enough and you'll find it out. Well, we're hep to Mr. Aragon, all right!” “I never seen one of these polite, palavering Mexicans yet,” observed Bud sagely, “that wasn’t crooked. And this feller Aragon is mean, to boot. But that’s a game,” he added, “that two can play at. I don't know how you feel, Phil, but we been kinder creeping and slipping around so long that I'm all cramped up inside. Never suffered more in my life than the last sixty days—being polite to that damn Mexi- can. Now fit's our turn. Are you game?”’ “Count me in!” cried De Lancey, rising from his rock. “What's the play?” “Well, we’ll go into town pretty soon,” grinned Bud, “and if I run across old Aragon, or any one of them four bad Mexicans, I'm going to make a show. And as for that big brindle dog of his—well, he’s sure golng to get roped and drug if he don't mend his ways. Come on, let’s ketch up our horses and go in for a little time!” “I'll go you!" agreed Phil with en- thusiasm, and halt an hour later, each \ tavorite hLorse, they were clat- ing down the canyon. At the turn of the trail, where it swung into the Aragon la Bud toek down his rope and smiled in anticipation. “You go on ahead,” he said, shaking out his loop, d I'll try to put the catgut on Brindle.” “Off like a fl answered De | Lancey, and, putting the spurs to his fiery bay, he went dashing down the street, scatte chickens and hogs in all direction Behind came Bud, rolling jovially in his saddle, and as the dogs ed out after his pardner he twir s loop once and laid it skilfully acr the big brindle’s back. But roping de is a difficult task at best, and Bud was out of practise. The | sudden blow struck Brindle to the ground and the loop came away un- filled. The Texan laughed, shifting in his saddle. “Come again!” commented Bud, leaning sidewisg as he coiled his rope, and as the womeniolk and idlers came rushing to see what had happened he turned Copper Bottom in his tracks and came back like a streak of light. “Look out, you ugly man's dog!" he shouted, whirling his rope as he rode; and then, amid a chorus of indignant protests, he chased the yelping Brindle down the lane and through a hole in the fence. Then, with no harm done, he rode back up the street, smiling amiably and looking for more dogs to rope. 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We buy, ¢ @ change. b :: When you are contemplating overhauling your home, s ! & decorating and paper hanging. & : 5 e Auction off anything & BEEEE FIDIFEIPODPIPBBHIPPE ST TR Y O R T S S T If you want your Shirts and Collars Laundered the VERY BEST Send them to the Lakelana Steam Laund Weare better equipped than ever for giving § class Laundry work, not to see him. rather towa house 1 edge of the veranda, ( 1er mother stood s d ing at his 1 dies!” he king off h nbrero with “lovely weather, ain't it?” tong his cheek and a rogui vho was struck nb by this last effrontery, he went rollicking after his p:rdner, send- ing back a series of joyous yips. “Now that sure does me good,” he confided to Phil, as they rode down between cottonwoods and struck into | the muddy creek. “No sense in it, but it gets something out of my system (Continued on Page 6.) His eyes were turned | & re, on the | & a Aragon | & | e G. H. 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