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SEPTEMBER 1,
GALVESTON TRIBUNE: WEDNESDAY,
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prospects for next year.
The next international aviation con-
tests are to be held in this country.
They will make a show worth while.
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Second-Class Mail Matter.
If you think the Labor day celebra-
tion will not be worth while you are
soon to be disillusioned.
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submitted to
. The Spanish troops are not licking
the Moors to any noticeable extent.
The fight promises to be a good one.
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JUST AS EASY.
El Paso Times.
If what ’our neighbors have did not
pester us any more than the things
they have not there would be no effort;
involved in our being entirely happy.
Galveston has it on New Orleans and
Savannah combined in the matter of
cotton exports. There is no question
as to the location of the best port in
the south.
AND AS HARD TO GET.
Beaumont Enterprise.
They are shaking up the designs on
the currency, but it is probable that
any other design on the five dollar bill
will go just as far.
Judging by the number of fatalities
each Sunday the grim reaper is some-
what of a joy rider himself.
POSSIBLY.
Beaumont Journal.
China is preparing for its first na-
tional assembly. Maybe that’s why
they want Minister Wu to hurry back
home with the Aldrich-Cannon tips he
has picked up in Washington.
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the Safest place for it if they fall back
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Galveston may not break any rec-
ords this year in handling cotton but
she will leave all would-be competitors
f^r behind. There’s no stopping a good
town.
SUREST THING.
Orange Leader.
The Lake Charles American states in
big headlines that there is “A Strong
Demand for Money.” Why, to be sure
there is. There are two daily news-
papers published In Lake Charles.
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Any erroneous reflections upon the stand-
ing, character or reputation of any person,
Jirm or corporation, which may appear in
the columns of The Tribune, will be gladly
Corrected upon its being brought to the
attention of the management
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A CARNIVAL SUGGESTION.
jumpjlnff across the road to beat the
band
ThC hole was opened through the
floor,
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pose,
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taehPd> was safely drawn up into th*
car.
Tb« perspiration was running from
Pori’s face in streams when he had
engine of death securely In his
to the attack.
“They ar® getting it here slowly, but
- he reported. “It is going to
»r us just about where you are*
plfece of
a hook I311 *he end of it; jump for it
You’ll h
fingers!”
■With an energy that made no ac-
count of
the car;
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p easant evening’s diversion.
and Ford was on his stomach,
his face and an arm in the aper-
fishing desperately for the loop
fuse. It was his success, his
m drawing- of the loop up into the
, ;hat had shocked Adair out of hfe
Brissac was ready with the ax,
the instant the loop appeared it
severed, the burning end< cast off,
the other end, with the bomb at-
Koom. i
5100,000 will be needed for relief of
flood sufferers at Monterey. It is need-
less to add that the need is urgent.
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Now it jpa8 ff°ne Pa8t ®y Vne ®f sight.”
And ’ ?
drawl ing monotone: “They have light-
ed th 5 fuse» hut there is a good long
string of‘it to burn through.
yOur time.” •nrM-lh a omAiR
ure 1:1 toe monotone: “No, by Jove I
you c)
Wwrt So Bea«J It Lats? 1* Wot K"*-
me with that shot of yours, and they
will take it as a pretty emphatic proof
that I still live; hence more war.”
“Well, what do we do? You are the
captain.”
“Picket the car and keep a sharp
lookout for the next move. Brissac,
you take the forward end, and I’ll take
the rear platform. Adair, post your
Africans in here where they’ll do the
most good and see that they don’t go
to sleep on their jobs.”
The disposition of forces was quick-
ly made, after which suspense set in.
Silence anu the solitude of the de-
serted camp reigned unbroken, yet the
watchers knew that the shadows held
determined enemies, alertly besieging
the private car. To prove it, Adair
pulled down a portiere, gave 4t bulk
with a stuffing of berth pillows and
dropped the bundle from one cf the
shattered windows. Three jets of fire
belched from the nearest shadow, and
the dummy was riddled. Adair fired
at one of the flashes, resting the short
barreled pistol across the window
ledge, and the retaliatory shot brought
Ford hurrying in from his post.
“For heaven’s sake, don’t waste your
ammunition!” he whispered. “One of
them has gone up the . powder house
after dynamite. I heard the creaking
of the iron door.”
Adair whistled softly. “Dynamite!
That will bring things to a focus beau-
tifully, won’t it? When they have
blown us up, I wonder how they will
account to Uncle Sidney for the loss of
this car?”
Brissac had come running in at the
sound of the firing. He missed the
grim humor in Adair’s query.
“Car, nothing!” he retorted. “Better
say the entire camp and everything in
it! There’s a whole box car load of
dynamite and caps out here in the
yard—subcontractors’ supplies waiting
for the freighters’ teams from the west
end. If they smash us the chances
are ten to one that there’ll be a sympa-
thetic explosion out yonder in the yard
somewhere that will leave nothing but
a hole in the ground!”
“No,” said Ford. “I gave orders my-
self to have that car set down below
the junction when the Nadia came in.”
“So you did, and so it was,” Brissac
cut in. “But afterward it got mixed
in the shifting, and it’s back in the
yard—I don’t know just where.”
Adair turned to the cowering porter.
“Have you any more cartridges for
this cannon of yours, Williams?” he
asked.
“N-n-no, sah.”
“Then we have three more chances
in the hat. Much obliged for the dyna-
mite hint, Stuart.. I’ll herd these three
cartridges pretty carefully. Back, to
your sentry boxes, you two, and make
a noitse if you need the artillery.”
Another interval of suspense follow-
ed, thickly scored with pricklings of
anxiety for the besieged. Then an at-
tempt was made from the rear. Ford
saw a dodging shadow working its
way from car to car in the yard and
signaled softly to Adair.
“Hold low on him,” be cautioned
when the New Yorker was at his el-
bow. “Those cheap guns jump like a
scared cow pony.” Then he added,
“And pray God you don’t hit what he’s
carrying.”
Dean of Missouri School Reads Paper
Before English Institute.
By Associated Press.
Plymouth, Eng., . Sept. 1.—Walter
Williams, dean of the School of Journ-
alists of the University of Missouri,
read a paper yesterday at the annual
conference of the Institute of Journal-
ists. His subject was the professional
education of journalists.
ate all the marks and scars of this
. How
^fear shall I let him come before I
6[uander one of the two remaining
^irtridges on him?”
“Wait,” said Brissac in a half whis-
pjr. In his second pantry rummaging
hi had found nothing more promising
pat a east iron skillet—promising be-
puse it had weight and a handle to
- field it by. The intending Incendiary
• ’as no more than a few yards from
] Is goal when Brissac rose up opposite
1 le nearest shattered window and hurl-
(1 the skillet like a clumsy discus. His
Jim was true to a hand's breadth. A
ullet from Adair’s pistol could have
one no more. With a cry that was
airly forced out of him by the im-
>act of the iron missile, the man flung
way his burden, dropped in his tracks
ind lay groaning.-
They looked for another storm of
ead to follow this and hugged the floor
n readiness for it. When it did not
borne Ford crept to the hole in the car
poor and listened long and Intently.
Half an hour he had given Friable to
get his track layers together and to
cover the eight miles of rough laid
jails with the construction train. What
was delaying him?
“You said Gallagher ditched your
car. Did it block the track?” he asked
of Adair.
“It did, didn’t it, Brissac?” was the
answer, and the assistant confirmed It.
' “Then that is why Frisbie can’t get
to us. Was Gallagher’s engine still on
the rails?”
“It was.”
Ford sat up and nursed, his knees,
“Dick will make a way if he can’t find
one ready made. But it may take
hours. Meanwhile if |hese devils have
scouts out”—
“Yes?” said Adair. ’
“They’ll bring the warning, and there
won’t be much more time wasted In
experiments. They can d® us up 11
they get right down to business."
“What are they doing now?” Adair
asked of Brissac, who was on watch
on the commjssary side.
('1* be Continued.)
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Two weeks from today President
Taft will be starting on that famous
13,000 mile journey. The “left out”
towns can have the pleasure of look-
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thing at this short distance, but I su’£
pose that would only precipitate m£
ters. What do you say?”
Ford could not say, and Briss
seemed to have become suddenly pl
rifled with horror. He was staring
the lettering on the box car oppos|
the one under whose trucks the 4
hamiters were hiding. ■
“Look!” he gasped. “It’s the call
explosives, and they don’t know^
Then lie darted back into the Naj
kitchen, returning quickly with a J
carving knife rummaged from th<
try shelves. “Stand back and gr
room,” he begged, and they sav
lean out to send the carving!
whistling through the air, saw ij
the head from the stiff bodied 4
the head and the trailing horn 'I
“Good man!” applauded AdaiB
ging the assistant engineer
safety before any of the sharpl
had marked him down,
you learn that trick?”
“It is my one little accompli
confessed the. Louisianian. I
Chickasaw chief taught mej
was a boy in the bayou counl
There was another musket-like roar
and an/instant though harmless reply
from two rifles on the other side of the
Nadia. But the dodging shadow was
no longer advancing.
“I’ve stopped him for the time be-
ing, anyhow,” said Adair, exulting like
a boy. “If we only had a decent
weapon we could get them all, one at a
time.”
“This was crude,” Ford commented.
“Eckstein will think up something bet-
ter for the next attempt.”
It was a prophecy which found ful-
fillment after another sweating inter-
val of watchfulness. This time it was
Brissac who made the discovery, from
the forward end of the Nadia. The
nearest of the material cars was a box
lying broadside^ to the private car on
the next sidetrack but one. From be-
hind the trucks of the box car a slen-
der pole, headed with what appeared
to be an empty oyster, tin and trail-
ing a black line of fuse, was projecting
itself along the groundf by slow filch-
ings, creeping across the lighted space
between the two cars. Brissac prompt-
ly gave the alarm.
“This is where we lose out pointed-
ly and definitely,” predicted Adair, still
cheerful. “Anybody want to tty a run
for it?” ■■
It was Ford who thought of the two
negroes.
“Tell them, Roy,” he said to Brissac.
“Berhaps they *would rather risk the
rifles.” , :
Brissac crept back to thb central
compartment, and the two watchers
marked the progress of the Inching
pole, with its dynamite head and the
ominous black thread of communica-
tion trailing like a grotesque .horn be-
hind it. At the crossing of the inter-
vening track it paused, moving back
and forth along the steel like a living
thing seeking a passage. Finally the
metallic head of it appeared above the
rail, hesitated and came on slowly.
At that moment there was a shout,
and the two negroes, hands held high,
tumbled from the opposite step of the
Nadia and ran toward the commissary,
stables. Three shots bit into the, si-
lence, and the fat cook ran on, stum-
bling and shrieking. But the man Wil-
liams stopped short and fell pn his
face, rolling over a moment later to
lie with arms and legs outspread.
. “God!” said Ford between his set
teeth. “They saw who they were—they
couldn’t help seeing! And there was
no excuse for killing those poor dev-
ils!”
But there was no time for reprisals,
if any could have been made. When
Brissac rejoined the two in the for-
ward vestibule the stiff bodied snake j^frovn the commissary,
with its tin head and trailing horn was r
crossing the second fail' of the inter-1
vening siding. |
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suggested Adair, still cool and unrufl
fled. “I might be able to hit that til.
dresses secured, the good offices of
friends and relatives enlisted, enter-
tainment plans projected and above all
the transportation lines should be
made to realize the importance of the
event and convinced that- Galveston
should at least be given concessions
equal to those obtained by other cities
under similar conditions.
been acting the host for all who would
come for Io these many years; let’s be
real selfish for one day next August
and be purely Galveston.
Cwt TblH Stuzy Out and Kce* Hl You’ll
“I' am going to separate you two
from my highly dangerous presence,”
said Ford definitely. “The MacMor-
roghs’ outfit of a dozen or fifteen cut-
throat scoundrels, captained, for the
moment, by Eckstein, North’s right
■ hand man, are doubtless just across
the way in the back room of the com-
missary. You say the camp is other-
wise deserted. The MacMorroghs don’t
know that you are here, and they do
know that I am, dead or alive. More-
over, Mattacheco has doubtless told
them by this time that I saw and re-
ognized him, wherefore it’s up to them
to see that I never get a chance to go
before a grand jury.”
“You sit down on the floor,” said
Adair. He had found a cigarette and
was crimping the end of it. “Have
you a fraction of an idea that we are
going to allow you to make a Jonah
of yourself for us? Sit down, I say!
Who’s got a gun?”
Brissac had crept to a window and
was reconnoitering the deserted camp
Street and the commissary through a
peephole in the drawn shade. As
Adair spoke he sprang back, tripped
Ford and fell with him, crying:
“Down, both of you!”
At the cry there was a shot from
without, and a window on the exposed
side of the Nadia fell in shivers. There
were yells of terror from the cook’s
pantry, and the two negroes caqp
/ crawling through the side vestibule,
their eyes like saucers and their teeth
chattering. Ford jumped up and
turned off the Pintsch lights, and he
was barely down again when another
shot broke a second window.
“Wouldn’t that jolt you?” said Adair.
“They are feeling for you with both
hands. What a heaven’s pity it Is
that we haven’t so much as a potato
popgun among us to talk back with.
What did yo(i see, Mr. Brissac?”
“A crowd of them bunched on the
teommissary porch. One of them was
1 sighting a Winchester at the car when
I got busy.”
Adair was again lamenting the lack
of arms when the negro porter pro-
duced a pocket bulldog pistol of the
cheap and uncertain sort. “Y-y-y-yah
you is, Mistuh Charles,” he stuttered.
“Ah, Williams—concealed weapons?
ifiiat is $50 fine in your native Ten-
nessee, isn’t it?” Then to Brissac:
“Please go to the farther window and
mark down for ine, Mr. Brissac. I
don’t like to have those fellows do all
the bluffing.”
While the assistant was complying a
third bullet from the commissary porch
tore high through the car, smashing
one of the. gas globes. Adair crawled
to a broken window, and the cheap re-
volver roared like an overloaded mus-
ket.
“Good shot!” said Brissac from his
tnarking post. “You got one of them.
He’s down and they’re dragging him
fnside. Now they have all ducked to
cover.”
“That settles any notion of a palaver
and the pipe of peace, I guess,” said
Adair as indifferently as if he had just
brought down a clay pigeon. “Proph-
esy, Stuart—what comes next?”
Ford shook his head.
“They can’t quit now till they are
sure I am permanently obliterated.
They .have none too far. Thev'lLcredit
One of the naturalists of the Roose-
velt expedition has been give:! a little
J)rai§a-jfor good work. Has the press
agent slipped a cog?
a’ moment later,. In the same
A Chicago temperance worker de-
clares that “Where Is My Wandering
Boy Tonight” is out of date. Mothers
ought to know where the youngster is
every night.
Pennsylvania is getting enough un-
desirable publicity without a train
holdup: Yesterday’s stunt was one
too many.
A year is none too long in advance
Bo begin planning for the second Cot-
Jton Carnival, the first attempt at which
proved such an unqualified success de-
spite the adverse circumstances which
■accompanied its inauguration, and
■while it is true that a number of most
valuable suggestions have been offered
end which will no doubt be made use
of at the proper time, the whole realm
of ideas has not been exhausted, and
the matter should not be permitted to
lapse into forgetfulness until we are
again close upon the date for the sec-
ond opening day. One reason why the
primal effort scored a decided success
was the fact that it was carefully
planned, faithfully adhered to and
ample time allowed for ti^e scheme to
be worked out in detail. It were there-
fore proper that the\same conditions
should prevail when the Second An-
nual Cotton Carnival invites all of
Texas to enjoy the treat even now be-
ing prepared for the people.
As a feature for the next carnival
nothing could be more in keeping with
the event than to set apart one day
as the home-coming day of ex-Galves-
tonians, more particularly for those
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who have gone out from among us to
lend their efforts in the1 building up
of other portions of the state. Scarce-
ly a city or town within the limits
of Texas but is glad to claim as help-
ful citizens those who at some former
period in their lives made Galveston
,their home; nor can it for a moment
be doubted that these people, although
Jiot now of us, still cherish the mem-
ories of the days they fellowshiped ■
B,nd labored among those still holding
(citizenship here. There are some ties
that take root deep in the human
heart and among these friendship halds
no mean position, and this tie, which
Still holds hard and fast at this end,
Will doubtless draw back to the once-
home of our scattered sons many who
are perhaps awaiting just such an op-
portunity to let it be known that we
have not been effaced from memory by
the passage of years.
While it may be true that those who
have made their homes in other por-
tions of the state have kept in touch
With the mighty tasks we have essayed
and completed in keeping an open
gateway to the world for Texas, close
contact with the Instruments that have
played such an important part in the
accomplishing of the task will afford
*. clearer idea of what has been done
than volumes of description could do.
This is but one of the many reasons
why Galveston would delight to have
here again those who once performed
their share in making possible the
success that each resident has in his
way and time brought to pass, but
more than this would be our delight to
extend to them the time-honored Gal-
veston welcome that has heart in it,
convincing them that the lessons of
hospitality they once practiced we still
cherish and hold dear; that the civic
pride they once demonstrated has not.
been permitted to depart from among
us and that nowhere on this^, green
earth is an ex-Galveston more welcome
ihan in Galveston.
As to the details of the scheme, there
are many and the time between the
now and next August is none too long;
lists will have to be made out, ad-
fine pern was over for tile moment
The severed pole was withdrawn, and
for what seemed like an endless inter-
val the attack paused. The three be-
sieged men kept watch as they might,
creeping from window to window.
“What will they try next?” queried
Adair when the suspense was again
growing intolerable.
“It is simple enough, if they hap-
pen to think of it,” was Ford's re-
joinder—“a „ few sticks of dynamite
in a plugged gas pipe, cut your fuse
long enough, light it and throw the
thing under the car. That would settle
it.”
Adair yawned sleepily.
“Well, they’ve got all night for the
inventive part of it. There’s no rescue
for us unless somebody—a good husky
army of somebodies—just happens
along.” , X
“The army is less than eight miles
away—over at Frisbie’s camp,” said
Ford. “With Dick to lead them the
track layers would sack this place in
about five minutes. If I could only
get to the wire!”
Brissac heard the “if.”
“Let me try to run their picket line,
Ford,” he said eagerly. “If I can get
around to our quarters and into the
telegraph tent”—
“You couldn’t do it, Roy. There is
the proof of it,” pointing to the body
of the slain negro. “But I have been
thinking of another 'scheme. The
track camp wire is bracketed across
the yard on the light poles. I have
my pocket relay. I wonder if we
could manage to cut in on that wire.”
“Walt a minute,” Brissac interrupt-
ed. He was gone but a moment, and
when he returned he brought hope
with him.
“The wire is down and lying across
the front vestibule,” he announced ex-
citedly. “They must have cut it up
yonder by the telegraph tent, and the
slack has sagged down this way.”
“Which gives us a dead wire without
— any batteries,” said Ford gloomily,
Adair held low and bided bis time. an^ then: “Hold on! Aren’t there elec-
tric call bells in this car, Adair?”
“Yes, several of them, one in each
stateroom.”
“Good! That means batteries of some
sort,” said'Fotd. “Rummage for them,
Brissac, while I get that wire in here.”
The wire was successfully pulled in
through the front vestibule without
giving the alarm. Ford twisted it in
two when he had enough of it to reach
the central compartment. Adair did
sentry duty while the two technicians
wrought swiftly. The bell battery was
found, the ground connection made
with a bit of copper wire stripped from
one of the staterooms, and Ford quick-
ly adjusted the delicate spring of the
tiny field relay.
What he feared most was that the
few dry cells of the bell battery would
not supply the current for the eight
miles of line up Horse creek. For a
time,, which lengthened to dragging
minutes, the anxious experimenters
hung over tUe tiny field 'Instrument.
The sensitive magnet .seemed wholly
dead. Then suddenly it began to tlpk
hesitatingly in response to Ford’s tap-
ping of the key.
“Thank God, the battery is strong
enough!” he exclaimed. “Now, if there
is somebody within hearing at Fris-
bie’s end of the line”—
He was clicking persistently and pa-
tiently “E-T,” “E-T,” “E-T,” alternat-
ing now and then with the Horse
creek call and his own private code let-
ter, when Adair came up from his post
at one of the rear windows. The gold-
en youth was the bearer of tidings, but
Ford held up his hand for silence.
Some one was breaking in to reply-
from Frisbie’s—Frisbie himself, as the
minimized tickings speedily announced.
Ford snipped out his call for help in
the fewest possible words:
Arm M’Grath’s gang and bring it by
train to Horse creek quick. MacMer-
roghs are trying to dynamite us in the
Nadia. * FORD.
Almost without a break in the insect-
like tickings the reply came:
Stand them off; help coming.
The thing done, the master workman
in Ford snatched at the helm. “Did
you catch itod hold the pick and shovel
men from this camp?” he clicked anx-
iously.
‘IGot them all herded here and ready
to/go back to "work-for more pay,”
answered Frisbie, and Ford ticked one
mpre word, “Hurry,” and closed the
kly -with a sigh of relief. Then, and
nfct until then, Adair said: “Is that all
fir the present? If it is, I’m sorry to
nave to report that the beggars outside
lave hit upon your gas pipe scheme.
they are rolling a round, black thing
f,vith a string attached down upon us
The slant of
L the hill is just enough to keep it com-
ing where the ground is smooth.”
—-----From cheer force of habit Ford dis-
‘We’ve got to think pretty swlftly/j? connected his field telegraph and cased.
J and pocketed it. Then there was an
instant adjournment to the rear win-
dows on the camp side. Happily the
rolling bomb was as yet only on the
way. Pebbles and roughnesses Inter-
vened /here and there to stop or to
turn it aside, and since it was out of
reach! of their longest pole the dyna-
miters would start it on again by
throwing stones at it. /
Hereupon ensued a struggle which
under other conditions would have fig-
ured as horseplay. One after another
the three men in the car heaved cush-
ions, pillows, obstructions of any sort,
in the path of the rolling menace. And
behind the commissary barricade the
dynamiters patiently twitched the
bomb by the firmly fastened fuse this
way and that to avoid ^he obstacles
or sent it forward under the impact of
well directed missiles.
Ford was the first of the three to
recognize the futility of the cushion
barricades.
“They'll beat us; they’ll drop it ii
the ditch right here under us in spite
of fate!” he cried. “Brissac, go and
break the glass in the accident toon
case and bring me the ax quickly!”[
And when he.had it: “Now get me qj
W e have
THEN DO SOMETHING.
San Antonio Express.
Never stronger was San Antonio’s
regal position as- the capital of the
World’s Treasure Strip emphasized
than right now, when every week sees
a new railroad proposition brought by
outside capital and submitted to its
citizenship.
the
han^3-
»gJake it, Roy!” he gasped,
it ink0 the water cooler.
^.1__'c ■“ ‘
on ^the gun play.”
if his word had evoked it, a storm
of r’ifle bullets swept through the car,
smashing windows, breaking the re-
majining gas globes and splintering the
WO()dwork. Again and again the
flashes leaped out of the surrounding
shadows and the air was sibilant with
Whlning missiles.
Brissac had the infernal machine. At
flrst he fell upon it and covered it
With his body; afterward he crawled
-with it into the nearest stateroom and
muffled it in a roll of berth mattresses.
■\vhen the storm ceased, as suddenly
as had begun, they crept together in
the vestibule farthest from the com-
missary lead hurling volcano to count
the casualties. . . ,
tfhere was pone, not even a bullet
Bcc>re or a splinter wound to show for
th? hot bombardment, though the
side of the Nadia facing the commis-
sai’y was riddled.
“I’m believing all I’ve ever read
ahi>ut its taking a hundred pounds of
lead to kill one man in a war battle,”
eajd the New Yorker, grimly humorous
to toe last. “How do you two C. E.’s
account for It?”
•■We don’t,” said Ford
“V'e’re merely thankful. that all hu-
mankind habitually shoots high when
it’/' Excited or in a hurry.”
I’hen he sprang afoot, secured his
a^ and sent Brissac to the pantry te
rummage for other weapons. “A rush
is r.he next thing in order,” he suggest-
eJ and they prepared as they could
tojmeet it.
But the rush did not come. Instead
of’ it, one man, carrying what appear-
ed to be a bundle of dripping rags,
c;.me cautiously into the open and ap-
p oached the shattered car. The night
v Ind sweeping down from the upper
yilley was with him, and the pungent
o or of kerosene was wafted to and
II rough the broken windows.
’Oho!” said Adair. “Having safely
KNOWS IT, TOO.
Eagle^Pass News-Guide. )
The man who does not contribute to
the Industrial League has a right to
He does not want im-
provement and is naturally opposed to
others making an effort to improve the
town. Let him use his little- hammer
—he can bfe happy no other way.
It’s better to fight and run away
than it is to stick it out and pay a
fine.
LYNDE
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