The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 16, 1919, Page 4

‘AGE 4 HN Hleatts of vel wpritle: Londo Young Francis Mormon, luteritor ne partne wh im Comtral Bet him out of New York WreRsUre Shore Strange events followed Seed fo him, He Ineded, but was drive The attempted (o land on an tsiand, but from behind a pales jan, Thos F WEA Francis relates bis @f the Solancs, whe are proud desce KIN him tm reve saved by the unexpected arrival of Menry aad Francis, The problem now v ! fternoon, and window CHAPTER Te was in the mia hat his barred Out into the if any sort of a breen Begin to blow from old Chiriqui and cool t The was dusty the only scavengers Since the before were the carrion and buzzaris « nd hopping about in the White-washed t tings adobe mud street and wor would stagna r and filthy—fliithy t had town en then ne streets a fur White of it the ingly intolerable and Henry would his gaze had not mMosos, dozing te, sucdenly interestedly fF could not Ar the rattling spoke ‘coming at speed ‘ Ente view, a rattle trap light wagon fw by a runaway horse. In the & Bray-headed, gray bearded an er to check the ani- strove vainly dust to t wit was several doorwa. and ina aroused the he of son: up see, but could a DD ACCIDENT ; smiled and marveled ¢ } Fickety wagon could hold to- . #0 prodigious were the bump ips imparted to it by the deep Every wheel, half dishe to dish, wobbied ed Out of line with every And if the wagon held | Henry judged, it was a miracie crazy harness did not fly te directly opposite the window @ Old man made a last effort, half up from the seat as he On the reins. One was rotten e. As the driver fell back Into the seat his weight on the rein caused the horse to sharply to the right. happened then—whether a dished, or whether a wheel had ‘Off first and dished afterward Bry could not determine. The one ble thing was that the Was a wreck. The old man. in the dust and stubbornly on to the remaining rein. the horse in a circle until it facing him and snorting at a — | p the time he gained his feet a! fd of mosos was forming about |. ‘These were roughly shouldered it and left by the gendarmes who | from the jail. Henry re at the window and, for a man ‘but few hours to live, was an aged spectator and listener to, his horse to a gendarme to stopping to brush the filth person, the old man limped to the wagon and began an of the several packing large and small, which com if its load. Of one case he was ex ily solicitous, even trying to lift seeming to listen as he lifted. straightened up on being ad-| by the gendarmes and mace reply. Alas, senors, T am an old and far from home. I am Leo- fo Narvaez. My father was Bal Jesus y Cervallos ¢ Narvaez, Gen. Waruaiz of martial mem- f, who fought under the great Bol- i himself. And now I am half and far from home.” by other questions, in with the courteous expres of sympathy with which even st moso is over-generously , he managed to be politely ful and to run on with his talk. have driven from Bocas del It has taken me five days and has been poor. My home is m, and I wish I were safely But even a noble Narvaez ay be a peddier, and even a peddier st live, eh, senors; is i# not so? ‘tell me, is there not a Tomas who dwelis in this pleasant of San Antonio?” “are any God's number of tas. who dwell every- in Paniima,” laughed Pedro the af it’ jailer. “One need full ion, je is the cousin of my second ‘the ancient answeted,. hope ily, and seemed bewildered by the oar of laughter from the crowd. A RAY OF HOPE d a dozen Tomas Romeros in and about San Antonio,” the int jailer went on, “any one of ‘leh may be your second wife's pusin, senor. There ix Tomas Ro- the drunkard. There is Tomas , the thief. There is Tomas but no, he was hanged a back for murder and robbery 3 * ere is the rich Totmas Romero,|the man who would pay me to be ® owns many cattle on the hills. fis .. each suggested one, rv had shaken his head dole- , until the cattle owner was men- |. At this he had become hope- of Petroted tants Jacl THE SEATTLE STAR— —. ? COPYRIGHT YNOPSIS OF PRECKDING millions. CHA descendant i, ree many of W stock yung Morgau’s father lectares he he and and ren to eof « tip 000 by Re the ros in paid 6 mn te Interest yo 0 board his « mr m off by three Sighting @ wom who fired at Iie ski was ordered t by « tall his bleo th the woman oa the beac of Spanish con-quistaderes, Henry taken Francis for & message for Henry Leone to save Henry from & hanged, f “Careful {man pi oO careful™ aded, greatly anxious ‘ hold of the big box. “Han it in of value, and it bx agile—most fragile.” While the * of the wagon being carried into jail th man removed malted xenore ey t it « conter were de the wagon all harness from the bridle A PARTING SHOT urita ordered the n as we the horse harness ing. with a crowd, “Not would main the ka were turned.’ eft of the wa, k, and ably as and his crew managed to get astride . exph miserab on the peddler his anima well,” hé sald, and added A thousand thanks, se has been my good fortun: with honest men with whom “xs will be safe—onty pc peddler’s goods, you under but to me, everything, my way road, The pleasure has been meet you. Tomorrow I shit! with my kinsman, whom I ainty find, and re from a the burden of aafeguarding my onsiderable props He doffed “Adi to mee my or goods, stand upon th mine return shall is hat He rode away timid of which had his edtastrophe He halted and turned his head at a call from Pedro Zurita Search the graveyard a" the jailor advised. “F dred Tomas Romeros lt th And be vigilant, I ot senor, of the heavy box!" the peddler called back. Henry watched the street grow de serted as the gendarmes and the populace fled from the scorch of the sun. Small wonder, he thought to himself, that the old peddler’s voice has sounded vaguely familiar. It has been because he had possessed only half a Spanish tongue, to twist around the language—the other haif being the German tongue of the mother. Even so, he talked ike a native, and he would be robbed like . native if ther® were anything of © in the heavy box deposited with the jailers, Henry concluded, ere dismissing the incident from his mind. In the guardroom a scant 50 feet away from Henry's cell, Leopoldo Narvaez was being robbed. It had begun by Pedro Zurita making a pro found and wistful survey of the large box. He lifted one end of it to ‘ul walk the a bestrode paused Senor hui re." |sample its weight, and sniffed like a hound at the crack of it aa if his nose might give him some message of its contents. Leave it alone, Pedro! one of the gendarmes laughed at him. “You have been paid two pesos to be hon esti" ‘The assistant jailer sighed, walked away and sat down, looked back the box, and sighed again. Continu ally the eyes of the men roved to the box. A greasy pack of cards could not divert them. The game lan- guished. The gendarme who had twitted Pedro himself went to the box and sniffed. | “I smell nothing,” he announced. | “Absolutely in the box there is noth- |ing to smell. Now what can it be? |The cabellero said that it was of | value!” “Caballerot” sniffed another of the gendarmes. ‘he old man’s father | was more like to have been peddler of rotten fish on the streets of Colon and his father before him. Every lying beggar claims descent from the | conquistadores.”” | “And why not, Rafael? Pedro Zu- |rita retorted. “Are we not all so de | ascended?” WHAT WAS IN THE Box? “Without doubt,” Rafael readily lagreed. “The conquistadores slew | many—” | “And were the ancestors of those | at that survived,” Pedro completed for him and aroused a genera |Just the same, almost would I give | one of these pexos to know what is in | the box.” “There is Ignacio! Rafael greeted the entrance of a turnkey whose leyes betokened that he was just out jot his siesta. “He was not paid to }be honest. Comef Ignacio, relieve our e@riosity by letting us know what |is im the box!” | “Blow should I know?" Ignacio de |manded, blinking at the subject of | terest. “Only now have [| awak ened.” | You have not been paid to be hon jest. then?” Rafael asked. "Merciful mother of God! who is | honest?” the turnkey demanded. | “Then take the hatchet there and Leopold | open the box,’’ Rafael drove his point | home. “We may not, for as surely as Pedro is to share the two pesos with us, that surely’ have we been Henry declares she is Leon! the, laugh, | mocanser, In detor- of financial adviser, te approached by Senor Sir Menry M ie Henry Morgen, the wewing Hime Kegan © Angetiqu nearing the charted ashore, he rowed to land, She beek= ff, Witty miles further along the coast ed young man, whe was armed of features, and that beth are Hoth are searching for the hidden treas diopted daugh' oved her, but the Solanos by Francis returns to the spot Ae m about to depart, Fran. After a speedy trial, Francia is sen- | that abe ts in’ love with both ne sooner had he arrived than he has Henry “Once, only, have I drunk Amerteano whisky It waa wonderful. Such was the courage ¢ it, that I Jeaped into the bull ring at Santos and faced a wild bull with my hands. It is true, the bull rolled m t did I not leap into the ring Pedro took the bottle and prepared to knock its neck “Hold! cried Rafael paid to be honest “By a man who was honest! came the retort. “The stuff s contraband. It has never paid duty, The eld man in possession of emugsied goods! Let us now grate- t y and with clear conscience in vest ourselves in its possession, We will confiscate it, We will destroy Not walting for the bottle to pass, Ignacio and Rafael unwrapped fresh nes and broke off the necks. “Three stars—most excellent! Pe dro Zurita orated in a pause, point ing to the trademark. “You see, all Gringo whisky t# good. One «tar shows that it is very good; two stars that It is excellent; three stars that it in superb, the best, and better than yeyond that. Ah, I know! ‘The Grin. koe are xtrong on strong drink. No pulque for them.” “And four stars?” queried Ignacio, his volce husky from the liquor, the moisture gathering in his ey Four stare? Friend Ignacio, four stars would either sudden death translation into Patadise.” In not many minutes Rafael, rm another gendarme. ing b brother that it took I here below “The old man was a fool, Umes 4 fool, and thrice that volun 1 Augustino, a sullen gendarme who for the first time gave tongue to speech Viva Auguatino!” cheered Rafael The three stars have worked a mir mele! Behold—have they not un locked Augustine's mouth? “And thrice times thrice again wa the old man @ fool! Augustine bel flercely “The very drink of the gods was his, ail his, and he has been five days alone with it on the road from Bocas del Toro and never | taken one little sip. Such fools as he should be stretched out naked on an ant heap, «ay I!" }. “The old man was a rogue! quoth Pedro. “And when he comes back tomorrow for his three stars I shall arrest him for a smuggler, It will be a feather in all our caps.” | THE EFFECT OF LIQUOR “If we destroy the evidence— thus?” queried Augustino, knocking off another neck “We will save the evidence— thus,” Pedro replied, «mashing an empty bottle on the stone flagw “Listen, comrades, The box was very heavy —we are all agreed. It fell. The bot- tits broke. The lMquor ran out, and #0 we were made aware of the con traband. The box and the broken bottles will be evidence sufficient." | | The uproar grew as the liquor dt minished. One gendarme quafreled with Ignacto over a forgotten debt of 10 centavos. Two others aat upon the floor, arms around each other's | necks, and went over the miseries of | their married lot. Auguatino, like a} very spendthrift of apeech, explained his philosopry that silence was gol- den, and Pedro Zurita became senti- mental on brotherhood, “Even my prisoners,” he maun- | dered. “L love them as brothers. Life i# sad.” A gush of tears in his eyes made him desist while he took another drink. “My prisoners are my very children. My heart bleeds for them. Behold! I weep. Let us share with them. Let them have a moment's happinesa—Ignacio, dear-| jest brother of my heart. Do me a favor. See, I weep on your hand. Carry a bottle of this elixir to the Gringo Morgan. ‘Tell him my sor- row that he must hang tomorrow. | Give him my love and bid him drink and be happy today!” | And as Ignacio passed out on the errand the gendarme who had once leaped into the bull ring at Santos began roaring: “I want a bull! I wanta bullt | “He wants it, dear soul, that he \may put his arms around it and love it,” Pedro Zurita explained, with a fresh access of weeping. ‘I, too, love |bulls, T love all things. I love even mosquitos. All the world is love. |That is the secret of the world. I should like to have a lion to play with...” The unmistakable air of “Back to Back Against the Mainmast,” being | whistled openly in the street caught Henry's attention, and he was cross ing his big cell to the window when |the grating of a key in the door | de him Me down quickly on the| floor and feign sleep. Ignacio stag-| |gered drunkenly in, bottle in hand, | which he gravely presented to Henry. | “With the high compliments of our | good jailer, Pedro Zurita,” he mum % gendarme “You were not himself his around was and proclaiming to make men happy three teer lowed jAn Stee) to be a hole in this uid wail the Angelique Angelique is right off the beach waiting for you. Now stand back. I'm going to touch her off, It's a short tune.” Hardly had H backed rear corner of his cell when the door was clumaily unlocked to a babel of cries and imprec: ohiefest ar which variable war of Latin. America, he could hear the ancient and insistent bellow, "Kill the Gringo Also he could hear Rafael and Pe dro as they entered babbling—the ne, “He is the enemy of brotherly love,” and the other, “He maid T was going to-——. Is not that what he maid, Ignacio? In their hands they carried riffes and behind them surged the drunken rabble, variously armed from cut: lasses and horse pistol# to hatchets and bottles, At sight of Henry's re volver they halted, and Pedro, fin goring bis rifle unsteadily, maun dered solemnly: Senor Morgan, you are about to take up your rightful abode in the nether world.” But Ignacio did not wait. Me fired wildly and widely from his hip, mine ing Henry by half the width of the and going down the next mo- under the impact of Henry's bullet. The rest retreated precipi tately into the jail corridor, where, themselves unseen, they began dis charging their weapons into the room. Thanking hin fortunate stara for the thickness of the walla, and hop ing no ricochet would get him, Henry sheltered in a protecting angle and waited for the explosion | It came, The window and the wall | beneath it became all one aperture. Struck on the head by a flying frag ment, Henry sank down dizsily, and, | an the dust of the mortar and the powder cleared, with wavering eyes | he saw Francis apparently swim thru the hol By the time he had been dragged out thru the hole Henry was himself again. lie could see Enrico Solano and Ricardo, his youngest born, rifles in hand, holding | back the crowd forming up the street, while the twins, Alvara: Martinez, similarly held back crowd forming down the street But the populace was merely curt ous, having its lives to lose and noth ing to gain if it attempted to block the way of such masterful men as those who blew up walls and stormed jails in open day. And it gave back reapectfully before the compact group as it marched down the street. “The horses are walting up the next alley! Francis told Henry, as they gripped hands. “And Leonica ie waiting with them, Fifteen min- utes’ gallop will take us to the beach, where the boat in waiting.” "Say, that was some song 1 taught youl Henry grinned. “It sounded like the very best little bit | of all right when I heard you whie tling it. The dogs were #0 previous they couldn't wait Ull tomorrow to hang me. They got full of whisky and decided to finish me off right ay. Funny thing, that whisky old caballero turned peddier wrecked a wagonioad of it right in front of the jail —" “For even a noble Narvaez, son of Baltaraz de Jesus y Cervallos ¢ Nar vaez, son of Gen. Narvaez of martial | memory, may be a peddier, and even | a peddier must live-—eh, senors, is it not #0?” Francis mimicked. Henry looked his gleeful recogni tion and added soberly rancis, I'm glad for one thing— most damn glad. aa | “Which ts?” Francia queried tn the pause, just as they swung around the corner to the horses, | “That I didn't cut off your ears that day on “The Calf’ when I had you down and you insisted.” there's wall th thru. And the going t we ¢ wy into a and opened Uons ory coll ment CHAPTER VI Mariano Vereara © Hijon, Jefe poll tieo of San Antonio, leaned back In his chair in the courtroom with a quiet smile of satiafaction and pro- ceeded to roll a cigaret The case, had gone thru as prearranged. He| had kept the little old judge away from bis mescal all day, and had been aving the judge try the case and « judgement according to program. He had not made a slip The #ix peons, fined heavily, were or. dered back to the plantation at San tos. | The working out of the fines was! added to the time of their contract | slavery. And the jefe was $200 good | American gold richer for the transac: | tion. His smile was even broader as he| greeted Alvaren Torres. | “Listen,” said the latter, whisper. | ing low in his ear. “We can get both these devils of Morgans. The} Henry pig hangs out tomorrow. | ‘There is no deason that the Francis pig should not go out today!" The jefe remained silent, question- ing with a lift of his eyebrows, | “IT have advised him to storm the | jail. The Solanos have listened to his les and are with him. ‘They will surely attempt to do it this eve ning. They could not do it sooner. It is for you to be ready for the event, and see to it that Francia Morgan is shot and killed in the fight.” SOME COGENT REASONS ‘or what and for why?” the jefe temporized, “It is Henry I want to noe out of the way. Let the Francis one go back to his beloved New York.” “He must go out today, and for| A play for the whole family— Showing how one man came to his senses— Do Reason and Love choose most wives? Do Wife seeking Men accord Women fair consideration? Does HE look closely at you, study, your face and wonder how oid you really are? Consult your mirrors, girls! Is it be coming noticeable? If so, and you want an argument for rouge and powder, see “Choosing a Wife.” Rouge and Powder—the only weap ons with which a woman of 40 can compete for a man's love with a girl of 20. Aro these her only de fense? Do men choose wives, or do the girls and women just let them think they do? ) ) “————~ How We'll Did Your Sweetheart Ever Turn You Down? Men do It, the wretches, and go off with another girl without caring a bit about the injured woman, They need to learn how to treat women, Bring that laggard sweetheart to see “Choosing a Wife.” The story of a typical man and a typical maid. Love counsels haste, but Prudence says go slow when “Choosing a Wite.” WHY DO MEN OF 40 AND OLDER SEEK BRIDES OF 20 OR LESS? All Be Riding Soon ind broke in: | paid to be honest. Open the box, Ie don, me, senor, it must be he,| nacio, or we shall perish of our curi- pe such one as he. 1 shall) osity |bled, “He says to drink and forget |Te@#0ns you will appreciate. As you that he must stretch your neck to.|Know from reading my telegrams 7 thru the government wircless—" . er . » | morrow him. If my previous stock in We will look-—we will only look,’’| “My high The jefe nodded acquiescence, then can be safely wtored, I shall) Pedro muttered nervously, the | pearo Zurita, and tell him tr said: . e efor u ey oried ' yore, PA onde rel yes Oh me ow. him now. It is well my misfor | turnkey pried off a board with the). 07 oti to oi mn whisky!| “Will it be as much &s a thou came upon me where it did. 1) blade of the hateh: Then we will] i nry replied "| gold you will get?” be able to trust with you, who the box and Put your! The turnkey straightencd “T think so. Surely, the pig of an one can seo with half an oye,| hand in, Ter t is it you find? | ey awaying, it Irish stock gambler could Fionest and an honorable man.” | Eh Goes it feel like? | ne sober, ji no less @ sum, and five he talked, he fumbled forth from | Ah! | yours if Francis | iS pocket two silver pesos and hand | After pulling and tugging, Igna- A SHORT FUSE San Antonio!’ nt m to the jailer. “Phere, 1 wish '# hand } ed clutching! “Very well, senor,” he said, then| “Will it be Band your men to have some|u cardboard « passed out and locked the door thousand ure of axsisting m Remove it carefully, for it must In & rush Henry was at the win.) auery + Algpouoon ie vrsont a bs mine ees Boots goles snuticnads | dow, Just in time to encounter Fran:| ‘Torres laughed as if at a joke the access of interest.in the| And when the wrappings of paper cis, face to face and thrusting a re must be more than | man and of consideration for|and tissue were removed all eyes! yolver to him thru the bars | sand,” the other persisted. on the part of Pedro Zurita and|were focused on a quart bottle of! “Greetings, ca “And he may be generous,” Torres gendarmes, caused by the pres jrye whisky said. “We'll have you out of here in| responded, “He may @¥en give me of the coins. They “vapid the | s How bine od is biel abe a jiffy.” He held up two sticks of | five hundred aver the thousand, halt curious of the crowd roughly | Pedro murmured in tones of awe. “It| dynamite, with fuse and caps com-|of which, naturally, ag T have’ sald, from thé wrecked wagon and| must be very good that such care be | plete. have brought this pretty !will be yours as well’ to carry the boxes into the|taken of it crowbar to pry you out. Stand well A SPANISH TRUST “It ia Americano whisky,” station | back in your cell, because reas pronto “1 shall go from here immediately is compliments to Senor nd eloy gain fo, Wh What up suddenly as be crags hundred ts » his bones in a as much as a hundred 14?” was the jefe's next thou Francis | to the jail, may trust trust one nee for shall make for this reception cunning with a rifle. shall tell off three to fire only at him, dog would storm our Jali, orgy plucked his me for run all-the way,” urteen passengers can ride in comfortable upholstered chairs beside plate-glass windows in the new Pullman triplane, typical of the luxurious t being developed to hasten the day of commercial aviation in the United States and thruout the world, In this car the pilot and navigator in front, while the electrically-heated »in right behind them contains a double row of seven seats, the jefe ann mo, Senor Torres, as 1 Come! We will go at You jaf! walls, would be nearer the Sark OKLAHOMA DRUGGIST DIES ON TRIP HERE Blijah S. Myers, 89, former drug sist of Waters, Okla. died at the | Swedish hospital Friday, He was vis jiting his sister, Mrs, George Butch: unced strange iringo, the one who was to hanged yesterda blown | down the side of the jail. Merciful] “At any rate, the thing must be | you and I, and you may The hole is big as the | false alarm, merely the straw that | ourself the preparation I| steeples of tho cathedral! And the| blows the wind of this Francis Mor- | ‘ancis Morgan's | other Gringo, the one who looks like | #&n’s, intention,” Torres murmured, I have not yet lost my | him, the one who was to hang tomor-| with a sickly smile, “Remember, the And, as well, I| row, has escaped with him out of the | Suggestion was mine to him to storm of the gendarmes| hole, He dragged him out of the| the jail.” lart, 9900. Chacha So this Gringo| hole himself. ‘This I saw myself, | THE WISH AND THE THOUGHT | sick threo Wecheroke The pe Come! | with my two eyes, and then I ran] « A 3 In which case you and Senor Re-|at the Bonney-Watso |here to you all the way, and you will | y-Watson parlors and | ¥ . gan will pay for the good jail wall?” | funeral services will probably aret|remember . . the jefe demanded; then, with a| conducted by the Masons, as he w rmined en-| But the " pause added ‘ot that I believe it|® thirty-second degree member, serous the room, | turned on Torres witheringly. | | has been accomplished. It is not pos: | ——————— and sweating, | “And if this Senor Rogan be| sible. Even a fool Gringo would not|, U4t’s go buy Boldt’s French pas- and whined |princely generous he may give you | dare! 4k ons sa" ate APS Some jand me the munificent sum men 1919) tthe bce Mee tioned, eh? Five times the sum, or 10 times, with this Gringo tiger blow “Phe jail," the boy quavered, “The | ing down law and order and our good has you. . now, saints! We will depart at once.” He stood up, tossing away with a show of det But half-way boy be as his politico had already 1 rage pantin “I have information, You will pay it, most high senor? 1 hay (Copyright (International Feature Service, Inc.) | (Continued Monday} —}——__+ When you think of i ing, think of The Star, | n-—————__. th "90,