Litchfield enquirer., 1875-12-23
WHOLE NO. 25s5.


 Senorita over the wsy, seeing MoDasseSio and the EDglisbman 50 often at the wID- dow, and had learned tO efaEtIe the don with eommendatogy allusIOng t0 thls or that piece of bronze work oF tiIIDg AS the SenOrIts Luisa's choice. D1agxs sEce G@4 | Not only 90. The EDgIishman t10 made her the burden of frequent conversation with his friend, and heaped up one more annoyance upon hundred earlier by ask ing st every meeting, Have you not seen her yet, Justinisni That's saEange you've never seen her, though yon pass her house every morning. If you wOnld \ go by some evening, nov"
 "No." The Cuban made dark grim ace. F1.se- laa Es8
 You'll see her yet, Justiniani; and mark you, when you do you'll say. yOu never saw so fair woman in your fife" | 'EEgeept-a one 7 said the don, with a | Well, b" said Simpson, ''wait ti1 you see her. But see here, Jussfniani. when you do, you mustn't steal march on me, I you know" Even Don Joaquin, plainly vezed, had to smile.
 'cEz ees quastfone I uaver-a go to ask-a no-botby."
 'Oh, cOnfound you, I wOuldnt trust yon unless you promise :" cried the Egg hshnaD, whom love had made q little silly. @
 'Or-riglI'," :" replIed the tired don '1 mag-a tbopFO-mise." sE a.
 One day-how the year had worn Eoundl the house WAS completed Nothing was wanting save to hang the beautiful rose wood gates at the entrance of the great arched carriage-way. MOnasteriO stood by the workmen all day, and then burst in upon the don and the EngIishmsn after night-falI, as they were paclBg, side by side, room in the Hotel de IDzetena. "All is done the gates are up the house-yOur beautiful bouse-is finish | ed v He cast his arms around Don Joa- quin's neck and kissed first one cheek ard then the other, while he patted hIm with soft ecstacy between the shoulder-blades. The EnglisEman looked on in mute | disgust Monasterio recommended There is absolutely nothing to add but the knOcker for the gate and oh, could you see that l the silversmith will deliver 1t in a day or | two i; sculptOrs and anatOmists in council could not find fault with 1t it is q heay- ] enly piece of work silver and gold and blue enamel; the design softly ,senOrs; this way httle-Of Senorita Luisa I permitted her. It was the greatest sac rifice l could make to living being. | shall tell her SO"
 ''Pish p said Simpson. 'Come Justin iani. MOnasteriO, you will please excuse l us." .
 ''Buenas noches," said Don Joaquin, smiling apolOgeticalIy, and lowing his architect away.
 ''A single word," said MOnasteriO ''come little later than your won't to- morrow, senOr, please. Good night" u a#
 In the CalIe del Obispo the sidewalks are but twenty inches wide. WheD, there fore. the SeDOFita Luisa, having risen at an hour which the ladies of Havana call dow, and leaned her cheek against fhe iron grating. in contemplation of the newly finished mansion, it is not strange that the dark face of passer, who hap pened st the moment to be picking his way along the narrow wall, came very near heE own s ..-...-s .. 4. .. -
 For r.S sS shs in.taSi aaoi tSsPP ds PVU 3 Joaquin but the senofita fell back astep, and Ee, with all his hearts blood in his brow, promptly touched his hat, muFmured apOl- Ogetlcally, and passed across to the new house. A man with pair of conpasses began an eager speech to him, but he an- swered in a monOsyIIabIe, and turned to move of As he dId so he sent s quick, bIack-eyed glance across to the grating, looked on up to the cornice of the house, ran his eye along from one hOusetOp to the other. and walked away. She had left the window.
 Though the driver of his vOIante saIuted thrice, the don passed 1t without seeing him. He saw nothing-HOfhing. He walked as one in sleep but his heart. which at sight of that form at the window had started and hinched like 2 sick man when something falls. was awake, with the old cry of "Giye give I' rising up and dying at his lips. ' Gaining his bed-chamber, he locked himself out of sight and hearing of the world, and fell down, with his head between his hands, to hold communion with the foolish VOW that had wrecked his life.
 o Luisa. Luisa O God ' o cruel, idle VOW o morSeI of pride for a princedom of love O WretGhed life at this chipping post of a sworn promise o blindness 0 little, little VOW, holding the neck to the ground O life O suicide O shame If the oath be broken O agony if the oath be kept O Luisa Luisa and o false friend and O false and traitOrous counsel!
 It was nearly sunset when he arose. Going to small drawer, above which stood crucifx, be took from it silver pistol, and carefully noting that it was freshly charged, thrust 1t into his bosom His face was that of man ruined by Q cruel fraud, and bent on q sudden terrible reprIsal, But, 'Her face once more first" he said aloud, took up hls hat and cane. and walks forth. s rsa-~aa sas
 He enters the Gale del Obispo, and retraces his morning walk At every step he is greeted with the deferential bows of his many acquaiutances and returns them measure for measure. But there is Ons acquaintance in Havana, if he is now iE his path, voc betide that man
 Don Joaquin comes in sight of his goal. o heart how hateful looks his gaudy pleasure house. He draws nearer. Now he is nearly opposite the window. His heart stops. t1a ffs
 Can he command his steps? By force of will, yes. sv Al .s.4
 Can he lift hIs eyes Tes-no-yes. He gathers all his strength {; he looks across the way. 1N s5s~ a @-& &A
 Oh, torture oh, delight there she sands, as she used to stand so often in the happy times at Marianao.
 She was leaning gracefully against the grating, with one beautiful hand upon it.a slender. softly moulded figure. her aptHrs- ed face little pale, and light fTOn heaven falling on her head, and making tender the gentle majesty of her long. down sweeping summeT robes Truly, truly, not like the creOles of Caba. FrOm her fair temples the auburn hair waved back in it's old luxurlance, half caaght iis the comb, and half escaping away on Ter shoulders, and one bold TiBgIetS- ah, 90