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

Sdiu dHu HdFo iUSt CUUHpdtlIOH, Dill5i
naval officer. He as passed this s'way!'
"No, senor," replied The host {whose face
could not see,) as he led me up another stair
I" Then gel supper prepared; for he must soon
be here, as have no doubt he knows The direction
of Malaga. And now," said drawing long
breath as seated myself what place is this 2"
"Lo Posado Del CaUaNa" (D
"Eh ah-and you? asked in a thick voice
Martin Secco, at your service Senor Ca.
balerow
Here was donoUenent
" Good Heavena!" thought T, mechanically re-
suming my rifle; " If the stories OF pedro should
be true ~
scrutinized my host and hostess
Martin had broad and open visage, with keen
eyes and black beard as thick as horse brush
wide mouth, that frequently expanded in grins
but no radiance ever litup his CLASSY eyes. The
mouth laughed; but they remained mmoyeabIe-
invariably bad sign. His forehead receded and
his ears were placed high upon his head. At first
glance | conclrded that my senor patron was an
unmitigated brue. His figure was somewhat
por,Iy, and encased in brown jacket, brown knee
breeches, and black stockings, he wore his hair,
confined in a cauI, and had yellow sash round
his waist
His wife was, as Pedrillo bal described Inez
Secco, B4sQe, for her Spanish was almost unin-
telligib,e and her black hair was plated in
in one thick tail, which reached her heels Her
gown was OF rough red cloth, with tight sleeves
and short skirt, displaying pair ofyelow worst.
ed stockings and leather sandals, fastened By
hloaled; but The expression ofher eye was terrible
# hovered between the bright ferocious glare of a
snake, and The glazed orb OF an arrant sot She
scanned me closely and thought the old devil
(she was Spanish woman and past fony) was
accurately aPpraising The value OF everything had
on.
WELL senora paTona, said I, " whal can
have for supper |"
" The senor has come al q very bad time, for we
have IiItle or no provisions IN our arder." The
larder Of every Spanish inn has been in tie same
condition since the days OF Ceryanies and Congo
ra) "For now this road between Malaga and
Anlequera is but little irequen,ed alter MONDAY
owing 10 The terrible robberies and The our assassi
nations committed by Juan Rosa during The last
Salona. Caraba It's very hard that we should
suffer for him."
What can have, then ~
GA roasted galina dressed with few beans said
the palrona.
"And glass of good aquadient," added the
host: I" Oar Torno has soured in The winesknst
otis poor fare this, for hungry men have
said that expect my friends arrival momenIa
rily"
The host gave a cold smile and said, A" We have
had nothing ourselves for week past but Indian
com and boiled gabanzos, (beans) but Ihe best we
have is at the disposal of the senor cabaIlerro."
The inn was old and crazy The wind came in al
one Granny and went out at The other. The roof
walls and floor of the large apartment in which we
three were sealed consisted of a multitude o
beams and boards placed horizontally and diagon
ally, without regard TO design or appearance, for in
mechanics, The Spaniards are behind every olher
nalion in civilized Europe. There was but one
candle in the honse, Gas the host assured me, and
ii was rapidly gutering down in the currents of air
The patrona transferred 1t from the lantern to an
iron holder, and il was placed on he table 10 lish
the room and my snpper.
An oslles, or nondescript servant wearing (usIair
knee -breeches, without braces, with a muleeer'
embroidered shirt, and having yellow handker-
chief lied round his head, spread (uo over-cean)
cloth on the table, knives, forks and covers were
laid for two, with cold fowl, a loaf of white bread
q dish of beans, garlic, and bottle OF aquadiente
| observed this Id-looking walter frequently
g!ancing al my rife, and the jeweIled dirk iha
daneled a, my waisl-bell; became suspicious 0
everything
"You are we'll armed, Senor," said he
alt is natural for arms are my profession,
said l.
looked al my watch The hands indicated elev
en- clock Two hours had elapsed since Hal
and had separated, still lheie was no appearance
OF him Twenty times opened The shutters 0
the unslazed windows, and listened inlenlly bu
the night wind that swep, down The dark river o
the Sierra, brought neither shout nor toolstep; so
resolved 10 sup, 60 TO bed and trust 10 daylight foI
discovering Jack, if he did not arrive at The posaJe
before morning.
had just concluded supper, when The last re
mains OF the last candle in this solitary inn sank
into lis iron socket and left US in darkness-a leas
in no oher light than the red; wavering gloon
thai came from the hearth where few roofs o
pine and lockwood smouiGered beside the brown
punchefo, in which the amiable patron had boiiel
the beans for my repast.
"Here is pretty piece o business m said Mar
lin Seco we have not another candle, were Il
light the blessed altar; and the senor cAbaIIert
must 90 TO bed in The dark"
Heed not that, senor patron, said ! ''foT
am soldier as you may see, and am used 10 dis
comfort"
"Tis well for arm sure ths eenot has expert
enced nothing bat discomfort in our poor posada
| When am rich enough, senor, [ hope 10 have