Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1855-01-20

and preparing TO start the spaniard with the patch,
who had listened to Pedrillo's story with great im-
patience, now seized the young gamin by The arm,
and grasping it like a vice, gave him savage
scowl and said something in Spanish, but so rap
idly that could only make out that he was repre-
hendine him severely, for telling US d" succession
OF lalsehoods."
So thought al that time afterwards | was en-
abIed 10 put different construction upon his in
dignaon, at which Pedllo was considerably alarm
ed.
Bidding adieu TO him and the contrabandisas
We departed under Fedro's guidance, and (sans
leave) shot along he mountain range, on the slope
of which stands the small but ancient city of Ante
guerra SO noted Tor the revolt of the MooFs in The
sixteenth century and had some narrow escapes
ftom falling into those remarSabI pts, where The
water settles into the low places, and is formed into
salt by the mere heat of The sun.
We did not see much game; but knocking over
a few braces OF birds, and with these and TWO red
ioxes, our little guard Pedrillo, was quite laden
So he seemed 10 ih;nk. Taking advantage of The
concealment afforded by the olive groves, and the
scattered remnant OF an abandonment vineyard,
| amongst which we had become entauged, the
young rogue slipped away with our game and made
oil either towards Malaga or Antequera: at least
we saw NJ more of him, or his burden al that time
This was Just about the close OF the day, when
Hall and draining The last drop of our flask,
and surveying from the mountain slope, The mag
ni6cenl prospect OF lhe verdanl Vega, spreading al
our feet like bright tinted map, having that warm
and rosetta glow which well might win ii the name
OF Terra Calicnte Malaga, the ancient buwark
of Spain against Africa, was shining in the distance
with It's towers and gates, fat-rooled houses, and
vast Cathedral; lis Moorish castles and Gothic
spires all bahed in awarm and sunny yellow while
| beyond lay the broad blue Mediterranean, dotted
by sails, and changing from. gold to purple and
! blue.
This was all very fine; but our pleasure was
| essened by the conviction that our lls rascal Pc
drilIo was absconding with game ) and we
knew it would never do 10 relate TO the gun room
mess how we had been oulwled on returning 10
the Blonde next day.
| The foreground of This beautiful Panorama was
broken by innumeTable small hillocks and clumps
OF wood o! many kinds, that grew on the slope Of
the great Sierra; and lhough the sky and landscape
darkened tasl after sunset, we Instituted strict and
angry search for PedriIlo, shouting and whisng
as stumbled on, we not very well knew whittier,
looking, looking for our lost spoils-two foxes,
with gallant brushes, and eight braces OF birds.
No moon had risen the wind began to whistle
amoug The groves and hollows the night was
very dark
"What if we should meet Master Juan of Ante
9uera," said l..
ali we had on1 game should be very well
pleased" replied Hall " but wsh that little Pc
drillo had been with the old scratch when we hired
him yesterday. II had The little Iubber on board
the Blonde, would show him the mainlop"
"Span is a laad of mishaps and evenis," said
q Yes erday we were wishing for an aiven-
ture :"
| HAnd 10 night we have one with vengeance y
said |.
| "Beay: see some one moving in that hollow.
| Let US jump down-ahoy below there -
I" But we may lose our track, )" urged
| q TINE so do you remain where you are while
! / go down into the hollow. Haioa, now and lhen
to let me know whereabeuls."
! Wnh his Iiae in his hand, Hall who was a fine
active fellow sprang down into 4 ravine that sud
denly yawned before US, and remained with my
rife cooked, and stopped low to watch what might
follow. Hall appeared in the obscurity below. I
haIloed but The night wind tossed back my own
shout upon me. Then thought heard his voice
and sprang after him, but fell upon point Of rock,
and sank completely s;unGed 10 lhe earth.
There lay for nearly quarter Of hour un-
able 10 move, or rally my senses When arose,
1 found myself at the bottom ci The hollow, and
upon a narrow mule track: the moon was rising
brightly at the south end of the ravine siIverns the
masses Of rock tufts Of laurel Trees aud wild vines
that grew in The cehs OF The basaIt. | shonled, but
received no reply; and after. long and trniiless
search could discover no traces Of Hall in any d.
reclon.
Considerably alarmed for his safely well as
my own--lor TO lie at night among those hills OF
AneQuera with tue deyiIish stories OF Pedrllo and
The conlrabandisas haunting ones memory, was
yhng but pleasant tried the charges of my
rifle, looked again to the percussion caps, and sci
oG in that direction where, By the rising Of the
moon, knew that Malaga must lie; but requent.
ly paused 10 halo for Jack Hall and received no
answer save The echoes of The rocks.
The raviue descended and grew more open
Again saw theVega sleeping at ny Ieet in the
haze; and on turning angle CT the road, found
myself close 10 an inn or ,aherna, which approach
with JOY and concluded thal my isiend Jack must
have gone that way, and would probably be there
Like all Spanish inns, il was large and mis-,
shapen edifce, lhe lower story of which nothing
better than great open shed lor mules and
vehicles asd, ascend thence by stair, reached
a gallery at the door OF which was received by
The host, who carried in his hand a stabielanern.
EnHar," said he, bowing profoundly " enlrar,
senOr"