The evening world. Newspaper, January 13, 1919, Page 13

Themselves About to Re- Enter Mexico. (Coryright by Frank A, Munsey Co,) winter's sun rose coldly, far to the south, nding up saw-toothed Sierras of Mexico to throw @ silvery of border city. It was a big for the West, and swarming with trafic and street, lined with brick buildings and throbbing with city, men, Its broad main automobiles, ran from the railroad straight to the south until, at @ line, it stopped short and was lost the desert, Tha which the sudden end of growth and progress was the border of the Ur c the desert was Mexico, And the difference 3 n¢ he land, but in t vernment. Gadel ‘i become a cit men, huge-limbed and powerful and with fa questing look in their cyes; a city of adventurers gathered from the ends of the world, A common calamity had driven them from thelr mines and ranches and utted the h men, for the war was on in Mexico and from the » « ora they still came, vt from some new scene Ad their modicum to the general discontent. Into this " of the dispossessed, many of whom had jost a fortune came two more, with their faces still drawn and red from hurd 1 the cold ey stepped forth from the marble t swung ¢ e street to see the town: { y ng it faces in the vague hope of 1 Gadsd uitdone, looked them over 1 whence they had come The ing on the corn need @t the smaller r lusion, “give ‘im his sand- y for it!’ answered the waiter, Finding them ing up a sandwich from the they stared dumbly Sideboard, he set it before the old rhed face and muttered Man, who glanced at him in silence. ely For a fraction of a second he regurd- eer twas leading off down cd the sandwich apathetically; then, Waite at m ni Sanally came toa With the aid of his coffee, he made halt, zy with it and slipped’ down off away ; stool “Jim's ios “Say,” observed the proprietor, as ea nee Bud was paying his bill, “do you ee know who that old timer was?" aaa ee old) drunk ardund town?” got, but I nn he's that conceded T can y opt Sunny Jim, with a “But lem- end watch the 1 you, pardner, pu had half Come on-~I been there ,focks that old boy's got you An expr n of pi tolerance Wouldn’t need to punch any more came over the little man's face os he COWS. That's Henry Kruger, the man Listened to this rhapsody on the quick: that just sold the Cross-Cut Mine for lunch, but he drew away reluctantly. ate pe seg cash, and he's got Weave a littio cleael What athe ied. “Huh!” grunted Bud, “he eure don’t of winning a if you've got to 100K it! Say, why didn’t you put mo €at at a dog Joi nd pesidee: say, Wise? Now I've got to hunt him up at was a 5 ¢ hat warteg and apologize.” morning’ Did you novice »,"ON that's all right." assured the She was a pippin! £ lett proprietor; “he won't take any of- under my plate! fense. ‘That's just like Old Henry— man wa and re- kinder queer that way.” Bon iarten i wae ‘Well, I'll go and see him, any- he ohecrvea; Way." said Bud, “He might think I she's prosably Was butting in, ooking for you. in the CHAPTER I. room.” Left to him T was not dificult to find Henry res hie a Kruger in Gadsden. The bar- epers, those efficient purvey ors information and drink knew him as they knew their thumbs, and a casual round of th nloons soon located him in the back f the Waldorf, room f, “Ss . walking bluffly tor of that res lls me I made sted on paying jest wanted to let + young man,” ng up with all of us make knowed you didn't Tae F isis = unny Days By Rey. Thomas B. Gregory ‘ 1 Tho Now York Evening World.) OT in all the long t did ea y see such funny things—such su- N perlatively funny things—as we are seeing right along, day after day and week after week There scoms to be no end to them—these funny things—and the best part of it is the nnier and funnier all the t me. The gods who dwelt on high Olympus had many a jolly hour as they sipped their nectar mortals below the and glanced down between sips at the antics of the Even old Zeus, the “father of gods and men,” used to laugh so heartily at times that his ribs fairly ached, but the Olympian deities would literally laugh themselves to death if they were here to-day seeing the funny things that we see. Think of Mr, Ludendorff, the organizer of that wonderful programme, “World Power or Downfall.” Think of him as he strides forth in his pom- posity and cock s to make arrangements for that “Christmas dinner” in Paris; and then think of him as he is to-day—a fugitive clodhopper In Sweden—the inspirer and organizer of “World Power” reduced to the humble proportion of an ordinary hayseed! How old Zeus would laugh if he could see farmer Ludendorff! And there is the new accession to the automobile force in the shape of prince somet fourth son of the late radiant and triumphant Kalser. Gone into the automobile businesé—the Kaiser's son!! Without being at all funny myself, I am a first class authority on the amusing, and I tell you straight out from the shoulder that the latest bit of news from the automobile world {s the funniest piece of information that has been sent into the world since Noah's flood, ody, out And not far behind is the nows from what used to be Austria—about the ex-Hapsburg monarch and the ex-Hapsburg queen, the one washing thc ex-royal children’s bibs (in the absence of the servants, who unceremo. niously enough quit their old jobs) and the other running it the neigh borhood looking for a chicken to fry for breakfast! There is nothir Mark Twain like that pecially if you happen to | know the | ry of the Hapsburg | I must rt verlook that other recent flash of the humorous in Berlin the r ft the Prussian capital breaking into the Kaiser's palace leaving their on the palace floor and reappearing to the world all togged out in the various un.forms of the late War Lord! The man who doesn't mightily enjoy that news item is not “all there.” Speaking of Prussia’s capital, it was in that nest of every sort of dirty propaganda that tle “world er or downfall” ring began the work of Inettt r in R + the purpose of demoraliz rand put. 1 war, They put Russia out and now Russia and her putting them out! i the blood of revolution to flow in Russia, and it flowed, and now the blood of revolutio flowing in Berlin deeper than it did in| Petrograd 1 owt Destin a great joker, For years and for generations she watched the mad antics of the Hohenzollerns and Hapsburgs and other “royal lines,” and every little while she would wink an eye at them and smile, as though she was saying to herself, “Crack your whip, I'll have my fun with you later.” * (and she is, buying it mean no o} Fac! better for none, nothing more w. advertence, off mad. you on business. ¥ of a led o hy is, “MAYBE WE CAN MAKE SOME KIND OF A DICKER, ense and so I never t liked you ail th 1 want to Sit down, ne a ~ What are you the WHY DID SG GET uP Joun 2 ) MAY BE IT's A GHosT! te but when Rud rose to go the old man beckoned him ‘Hold on," he protested; I want to have a talk with You etty good young fel can make some dicker. king for in these parts?" * responded Bud, ing proposition, I reckon. and my pardner Jest come in tro m Chihuahua rem to be maybe we ove and fe versation in which id of the late in- HOME PAGE Monday, January 13, 1919 ok line, and we don't hardly know what — "That's rig he continued, as Bud tinally n Jed non-committally; grunted Kruger, tugging “she's sure rich, I've had an eye on he did not ¢ 4 this proposition for years—just wait- elk u ing for the right time to come, And he sat¢ I'm now it’s come! All [need is the min, & much tal this It ain't a dangerous undertaking: Proposition of ming cabie thing, leostwige Pf don't think it is—but T and somebody might beat me to it. got to have somebody T can trust. You know who I am, I guess, I've I'm willing to pay you good wages, or pulled off some of the t I'l let you in’on the deal—but you'll & in this country for a p i don't make many m mineral, anyway you that sta And but no more something myself, a I CAN'T Steep. THERE IS A NEW NOis€ in hy Roow THts Roon ls HAUNTED | WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THESE PARTS?” inquired Lancey, » What is went over i Who w 2 Ht Kk ed him talking. to?” inquired 1 tently i ink down in the vacant chair. uted th proposition to ‘Looks Like theemorning-atter with he raid, “and he refused tt. hin, don't 1t? j 1 vt Um," grunted Bud; “reckon it is. De Lar laughed 1 turned | Name's Kruger. wway } "What—the mining man?" We I t Then, in } 's right.” passing i to 3 ead exclaimed Phil, “what in dnt 1 was he talking , 4 u “ 1a some kind of a mining al.” ¢ id Bu | Bud. “Wanted mo to. go : \ ave got for down into Mexico!” “A at wn ‘eae smart What'a you tell him?" challenged man. You wan it,” he | the little man, sitting up sud. iY added r h you." in he a “Bay, that old boy's Nope said I i don't know t rocks ; him like I do. H cht as @ He can keep ‘om for all of me. di rved Bud comfortably. “You | know what I think about Mexico.” hea win ned the | “Sure; but what was his proposi- Bet away with Y » He tion? What did ho want you to dom Veteran shrewdly. © You e “Search me! He was mighty myx. paused to let this r — torious about it Said he wanted a ';,fnd then he spoke | yon’ man he could trust tir Mt “You quit aie Vell, holy Moses, Bud!" cried Lit we Phil, “wake up! Didn't you get his eT S hs bet don't need r this deat wasn't talking at ! Said it wa mood thing and CEE St aca bh nn keene pay me well, or let me in on the ! pi deal; but when he hollered Mexico I quit. I've got aplenty.” 1 know vy ma lont moe bait 4 but the little man choked down Mox you tis and could «say no more, “Well, mame you'd W A ola you're one jim dandy business man, |t fr he 1 t . Di a fel- wert" he burst out at last, low that had that tn eS ae You'd lel" ten, years, bit. } nd th ol, what's the matte do. lead. D'ye ree? Ar 8 cee Hooker deflanti “Do you 7: ee want to go back into Mexico? Nor t | her! What ‘you’ kicking hack t Iw ou might h » led him on and | tho scheme, anyway. Maybe hi res a million in it. Come on, let He dow t over and talk to him. I'd take a brought out eset oo ne if it was good enough,” which F hi led w; don't: be fool, Phil,” urged the cowboy pluintively. “We've jot \ no call to hear his scheme unlexs we want to go in on it. Leave him vione and he'll do somethin, for us on this side. Ob, cripes, what's the « matter with you?" | oi eteaved himself reluctantly up ] i 3 ito his chair and moved over to i Kruge th rapt ee- where Krugor was sitting tt he safd, } vine a Mt. Kruger,” he said, as the old “half and half I'll pay two hun- j 1 Bud, rising man turned to meet him, “I'll make dred dollars a month bonus, You 5 cots Mt 1k wate quainted with Mr. ‘De Lancey, Now, how about it?” ‘e uy with you m : My name's Hooker.’ a moment H r looked at him on anything, nd te know you, Hooker,” re- ax if to read hi ights, then He « ruge pr, hi je shoo! h ea a e ale so ot |. let's Ik it over again se He a bg ee By oy peek iP , nd xe urged r, following hi Poe Saari getas: we said, “Me and Phil ; long out. “It ain't often T RIE took as he apoke,. but ‘Da r cra y ae Aya ernric tonatn! phe with a young feller the way I was dragging up another e eo hundred!” % with you, und I believe wo can make to noties. halt and tal ? in tie. re It yet, Where are you staying in "Mr, Hooker was telling me about ‘Ng towat? some proposition you has ‘0 dow : “Up at the Cocht said Bud. into Mexioc began, ‘ara wing tp aan “Come on with me-—-1 told my pard- elo: man watched him ine ate tdiagvers ner I'd meet hien there.” fro brows. athens eee eee ee They were sitting togethor tn xh country to do business in right Netred the a friendly silence when Pill came out now, but at the same tim Eee ue es j i ; “You can ty aniet,’ put . n ! rfectly quiet.’ pur your pard ! talking Wall, maybe * qualified Do nk eae ov; “but when It comes to get ting in supplies" ned Hi i “Not a Wit of trouble in the world, ules Kron | nid the old man crabbedly. “Nota “mest me at the Wald nh heuer (To Be Cont ) Yes, (T Must Be SometHing (N THE WALL. 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