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There were other A his first inspection of the village he heard hi man in dirty white trousers and jacket strode toward hier cried "I'm Judson, Captain of Artillery, Departmento del Oriente; and you're the felloho caed his identity, and Judson grinned: "The whole caoes Jove! It's a wonder she didn't die of fright So tells me you're Irish Anyhow, you look as if you'd enjoy a scrap Know anything about artillery?"

"Nothing whatever"

"I'unners Still, you know as hter," Johnnie told him "I'm here on--other business"

Captain Judson was plainly disappointed Nevertheless, he volunteered to assist his countryman in any way possible "Have you met the old man," he inquired--"General Gomez?"

"No, I'd like to meet him"

"Coht tiood humor He has dyspepsia, you know, and he's not always pleasant"

It was nearly sundown; the eastern slopes were in shadow, and supper was cooking As the two men passed down the wide street between its rows of bohios the fragrance of burning fagots was heavy in the air--that odor which is sweet in the nostrils of every man who knows and loves the out-of-doors To O'Reilly it was like the scents of Araby, for his hopes were high, his feet were light, and he believed his goal was in sight

Gen Maximo Gomez, father of patriots, bulwark of the Cuban cause, was seated in a hanized him instantly from the many pictures he had seen Gomez was a keen, wiry old man; the color of his swarthy, sun-bitten cheeks was thrown into deeper relief by his snohite oatee He looked up at Judson's salute and then turned a pail of brilliant eyes, as hard as glass, upon O'Reilly His was an irascible, brooding face; it had in it sole, and O'Reilly gained a hint of the personality behind it Maxiuerrilla leaders; and indeed it had required the quenchless enthusiashting force the ill-assorted rabble of nondescripts whom Gomez led, to school them to privation and to render them sufficiently mobile to defy successfully ten times their number of trained troops This, however, was precisely what the old Porto- Rican had done, and in doing it he had won the admiration of military students He it was, more than any other, who bore the burden of Cuba's unequal struggle; it was Go and Goated half the island of Cuba; it was Go resistance which was destined to shatter for all time the hopes of Spain in the New World