Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1867-06-27
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1t was so agreed upon. The mex
morning the gypsies had disappeared
from Madrid, and were bending
their steps toward Murica. 1t tool
them nearly three months to reacl
that place, and when they arrived
within mile of the city they took ny
their quarters at comfortable hotel
1t so happened tha, a military party
was stopping at the inn when th'
gypsies arrived, and they all, officers
and men, turned out to have look a
the Egyptian wanderers. The off
Ger of the party was no less person
than our old acquaintance, Signor
Clemente, who was instantly recog
nized by Preciosa and by Juan. Or
seeing Preciosa, Clemente uttered 9
long whistle.
';And So" he said, "de we meet
again, my pretty onep Let this be Q
Pleasenter meeting than our last
Come, that scratch 1 got on your &C
count deserves a couple of salutes. >
With these words he advanced to
wards Preciosa with an insolent swag-
ger. But Juan stepped before her
and stood face to face with Glenn
ente.
"Stand back" said Juan, :'nor
dare to offer an insult to that gill. "
"How now!" exclaimed Signor
Clemente, sam 1 about to meet an
other Don Juan here?"
"You will find one at least" re-
piled the disguised cavalier, "that
will act by you exactly as Don Juan
did,"
"Begone, insolent thief!! ezclaim-
ed Clemente, striking Juan in the
face.
The proud Castilian blood Grim
soned Juan's brow in a moment, and
rushing furiously upon Clemente, he
drew his sword from It's sheath, and
buried its blade in its owners bosom,
exclaiming:
Liar! die like dog" and Glenn
ente fell dead at his feet.
Juan was seized in a moment by
the soldiers, and he, together with
the entire party, was carried to the
city, and Don Fernando de Azevedo
no sooner beheld Preciosa than he
turned pale, and trembled violently.
"Come hither, my child" he said;
and when Preciosa complied with
his request, he said-"What is thy
name?"
''Preciosa, your excellency."
"How came you to be in such COM
pany?"
II have no relations, your excel
lency, but my grandmother, who
stands there" She pointed to the
old gypsy woman who was standing
at the father end of the room, and
unaccountably agitated.-
AS soon as the corregidor's gaze
settled on hers, she came forward and
fell on her knees at his feet.
"Oh! your excellency," she cried,
81 acknowledge my crime"
'What do you mean, woman?" the
corregidor asked.
"Your excellency's child"
eyes, yes," he said eagerly, "what
Of her? What know you of my dear
Constanza? Tell me and thou shalt
be richly rewarded"
at was 1, your excellency, that
stole her."
Dreadful woman, he said in
tone of deep sorrow; "and what has
become of her?"
":She stands before your excellen-
;y now. Yes, Preciosa, you are no
relation of mine, and now I restore
you to your fathern'
To describe the scene that ensued
IS more than pen dare attempt.
Preciosa, restored to her parents,
became the joy and pride of their old
age. Her hand was bestowed on
Don Juan, who had long since won
her love by his sincere and honorable
to her as poor gypsy
girl. He lived with his bride long
md happily, for the laws of Spain
we're not so strict as to punish
,obleman for avenging an insult.