Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1852-08-11

IAfdIeZ WHeTe we pass the nlgnLs Onei
of the servants will dismount, and pro-
vide you with horse. Come, my friend ]
We must not part thus"
The question is put and the offer made
by Don Francisco Maldonado, the father
! of the beautiful Josefa, and the brotherl
of the magnificent woman who has reel
lognized in the handsome stranger herl
boy champion OF the Spanish mountains.l
Thanks, senor;I will accept yourl
Invitation; but your servant need not
dismount."
And the young man disappears for ali
EInoFnent sllntaa ledge of rocks, whic -
ing spieiit u IL.
lecting his drawing materials, he mountsl
ard the little cavalcade set forward to- |
wards Alvarez, leaving the discomhtted
Colonel Just beginning to recover from
the effects Of the rough treatment which
he had received at the hands OF the young
artist, Francis Burnet.
Time has sped on in his rapid flight,
and it is summer again in the Queen
Of the Antilles,
'Tis the hour of sunset, just sixteen
days subsequent to the sudden and al
most piratical attack by the Cuban lnva-
ders on the town Of Cardenas. The
news has gone like wildtire throughout
the whole Island, and the authorities are
everywhere on the alert, foreigners are
zealously watched by the government
spies, and Americans have everywhere
become objects of particular suspicion.
On piazza Of beautiful mansion,
half hid away amid little fairy wilder
ness of orange and variety of other
tropical trees, festooned with every spe-
, eies of creeping vines and Towering
shrub known in the garden world, you
can discover three persons engaged in
+. low desultory conversation, as they re-
cline there in the cool shade and watch
the glorious sun, as he sinks TO rest IN
the bright sparkling waters Of the calm
: sleeping ocean.
: AS you approach the mansion, you
= will readily recognize them all as old &C
= iquaintances, at least, you have met then
- before, and need not tell you, that the
: noble looking man in the white linen
!. Jacket and broad leafed som5rero is Dor
= Francisco Maldonado or that the mag
r. nifcent woman, who sits by his side toy
: ing with an exquisitivety wrought chair
: Of massive gold, is his sister; the lad
Dorotea Madonado, or that yond der .
v, v iI.sev-- - -raelininG -nnnn-e
! covered lounge. and gazing wlsttolly o.
IL rpon the boundless expanse, is the daug
ter Of Don Francisco. The beautif,
us Dona Josefa, for more than three month
Ou the aAianced wife of the American, Fral
ed els Burnet, who is now In the Unite
en- States, from whence he is daily, hour
We expected, when the ceremony will
performed that unites him to his Jose
ne forever.
en- Gradually, the soft twilight fades ava
iu- night settles down upon the world, a
ne the piazza Of the beautiful mansion the
lul- in the little garden wilderness by the
SeS shore, some twelve miles away to
10 westward of Cardenas, is deserted.
axe Don Francisco and his daughter, a
7h'' the lady Dorotea have retired within
as mansion. For more than two hours II
sat there, and talked of Frank
nifi- looked impatiently out to sea tor Sc
fea- vessel bound into Cardenas. But it
'ong too late; he will not come tonight; an
re- they have all retired to rest.
you Slowly the hours glide by, and the
lder round moon rides high IN the heav
tiful when suddenly the inmates on the
ping sion ale aroused from slumber by
yes, tramp of iron shod troops and the cl
of sabre scabbards, as troop OF TIVE
) the dragons gallop up to the door and
sPo mount.
onor The next moment, the voice OF
e, IN rufian Colonel, Don Alvaro Torres,
Mateo Aquine, the bandit of Toled
1oble heard summoning Don Francisco to
n to his doors, and surrender himself
Arrest oner
A brief space Of time, and lights
lain, seen within, the doors are flung Q
and and twenty grim soldiers rush int.
At be, hall and throng the private apartms.
'lN.vss. Uon Francisco ~Naldonado. who is
sSP prepare to accompany ynfhI him nat al Hs
res Havana, to answer to the GoverneT &
ou, eral for aiding and assisting the I.
: ana can pirates in their late attack upon
len denas.
1orror "Holy virginp' almost shrieks the
le mas tiful Josefa, who at this moment RI
'u1 to the side Of her half bewildered fa
"ou'u "this is some foul plot TO drag you h
and leave me at the mercy of tht
: pa wretch whose very presence is a
auo ~ curse. May Heaven protect me!"
IE;Ood Eoot ''Well argued, my proud beauty
i''eu say truly that you will be complet
my power and your naughty !
make once secure in the dungeons of the
saved there is little prospect ofhis coming
don er again to interfere with our don
brave affairs
orlet But, stay! this matter may be
rom satisfactorily arranged. Away, my
gun to the dining hall, and there make
iate. ry with wine till | call. would
5 the verse with Don Francisco
Grave Now, senor, exclaimed the m,
Gus wretch, as the last soldier
us 10 the partp,cnf Enow 7 uI1 nY0nns