The Arkansas advocate., 1836-06-24
EDITED AND PUBLISHED BY ALBERT PIxE.


upon His fusee set iii front of him. aid summit ed by strap depending from the horn of the saddie Ills bo# and qiiyer hung at his back; a ttese with long rope coled III front of him. and small axe behind him, were the and implements of his calling Arriving at deep hollow which across the road about hundred yards from the village, he alighted and seating himself upon rock seemed to await the coming of some one. Nor was he detained longs a light step was soon heard approaching, and Inacia de- scended into the hollow. Saluting each other by the
 te brother and sister, and by the embrace and kiss common among the Mexicans, they sat down together, and she lnqared-'And how long hast thou waited for me here!'
 il IS but moment. Were 1t an hour, am paid. But tell me- IS your father wel and your mother?
 They are both well, Gracias Diost and may he give them thousand years oflie. But you seem sad, 1 and your eye Is wandering; are you sicki' sNo,' said the young man, smiling, I was only en- 1 gagged with my own fears may they prove enpty Hearken, inacia have fear that you will ever prove fahless why should you? We have been brought up together our mothers comadres, l (sponsors,) and you can never know better than you do But still, have strange fears had bad dreams last night, and awoke frightened. thinking that bear was tearing you from my Ave Maria 1 purssima Your father loves you; but he loves mo- ney better. Nay, be not angry; 1 know what say. 1 Dye! Your father does not love me; know not why nor your mother. l cannot tell whence danger and disappointment are 10 come; but old Juan de Dios Lo- peg looks upon you with loving eye-and he is rch Perhaps, they may come from him. Beside, these Americans who come to the country-these beautiful rich and brave-they, like everything else, may love lnacia, and your father may give you of them. Virgen bendta rave at thinking of 1t. But, Inacia never become the bride of any but me- Look at these hands they brown with ol; they can labor for two well for one, and God will guard and prosper us He loves his children
 sAnd why, hermano, should you fear that will wed either our neighbor Lopez, any of these gers who frequent country with the treasures? Have VIC not lived together and known one another l long! ay many yearsP
 And have not said, mi alma! that do not disrust, nay, have never dstrusted you! but the enreates and severity of thy parents might do much with thy gentle spirit
 Have you never marked. Rafae how thy gentlest sheep will prove bold in defence of her weak young2 and even the turtle dove which we hear moaning in the mountains like wind in the ne-ops- she more gen. tie still, will not flee from when her young in the nest. And am weaker than hey if they would force my heartP
 Well, my sweet Inaeia! lhou hast shown to me that my fears are weak and simple; but quenda, when the turtle dove is attacked by the hawk bald eagle she has been known to take refuge in the bosom of man.
 Ny strong, and :e a:iy that would raile feather of my white doye!
 Nay, should of right chide thee, Rafael, that thou thnkest i'll of my parents; but let ii pass, though perchance if may be construed into want of duty to those who love thee and reared thee the II
 And sit upon tombstone? l wonder what crime thou hast committed pass thy lime in gloomy a place
 sHush Rafael-all commit many sins
 And some have better, and strange to say, le- nient confessors than in truth, Padre teaches us by precept better than by example. doubt some
 times, Inacia, of the doctrines preached to by such men he; the stream that through muddy soil, becomes after space itself foul have talked with these Americans, Inacia, whom call heretics, and they have told me many strange things, which--but forget-lo, the sun Is two hours above the hills, and yet thou knowest not why have called thee here. You have kindly promised to make broad cinta to support my saint, for this round my neck Is, say the truth, something Here IS the chaquira (small beads with which to it; wilt thou do i for mel'
 Why not!'
 I And, lnacia, here is something, which, when thou weares, thou wilt remember the giver Say not a word I' not hear 1t. Come-the sun calls me slug gard; one embrace, and goto the mountains. Have care of yourself till return lest you be sick. Adios, mi vidal
 l After the embrace, he threw himself upon his mare held out his hand as last farewell and bounding up the bank, rode swiftly off. Inacia stood silently watching him, till small ridge slopng off into the bo- of the mountains, hid him from her sight: then, big tear gathered slowly and fell from her black lash es, she turned silently homeward. The village was silent common and she passed through it to the house of her father, hardly individual met her eye
 The house into which she entered was, like all around 1t, small building of mud. At each end Of it was loom projecting into the street beyond the body of the edce to line with the piazza, which stood in front of the sala The walls, as have said, of large square bricks of mud and above them small timbers were laid across projecting out to the distance of foot or two from the building, and which, placed near toge- her and covered to the depth of two feet with bricks of mud, formed the roof. The thick heavy door was roughly carved, and the square windows paned with the mica of the mountains Everything was qli- ct about tho house: four five oxen and cows were lying about in the chewing their cud; and the jack ass just eased of his heavy load of pine sticks, was