New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1876-01-02

thing to do that was worth doing, and CIV
himeelf plenty of trouble about it. "Occu
patton, sir, is all you want"
The don, in his faltering English, sal,
something about doing much to oblige hi
friend. The advice seemed good, he said
What should he do!
But instead of replying to this question
the Englishman inc0ntinently said good
night. He had q mortal horror of mai
who did not think for himself, and he woul'
not tolerate Q hint of the defect in Dol
joaquin.
Don Joaquin's friend Simpson was one o
those people who try faithfully t. bs hard
hearted, and can not. Never morning
came but he rose with the fixed determine
ton that that day he should do nobody
favor, and that that day nobody should &c
admittance into his sympathies on any pre-
text whatsoever; then, as q topper takes hi
daybreak cocktail, so he would stitfen him
self up with some sinister maxim, which j,
his heart of hearts he did not believe in
But alas for good resolutions! before thu
day was half spent his bosom was distendet
with the milk of human kindness, an(
though he kicked against his fate with Brit
ish energy, somebody was INTO him." az h
said, by sundown, and walking of with {
milkmaid's song and q bucketiul Of bene
fits. But he was ''gOihg to stop this thing.
He was always "going to stop this thing
He was always going to stop it.
| To zee this temper in full flower one hat
| to visit him in his counting room in the
Calle- I've forgotten; but it was dingJ
| roOn with wooden floor There was q
| stone floor under the wooden one; but the
| Cubans like stone floors; SO he had the
| wooden one laid over.
Good morning, Mr.. Justiniani,' said he
nervously, as the stately don appeared il
| the door opposite his desk the morning afte,
| the night of tears. He spoke his good
morning as one would say, There, if yon
| please, don't come any nearer" take q
| seat, Mr.. Justiniani. We sha'n't have time
to talk to you to-day, Mr.. Jus,iniani. Jose
Where's the COMPOUNDED fellow! Don't 60
out, Justiniani. What the deuce Jose :.
to little, thin, excited looking Cuban, who
dashed off new hat of preposterous pattern
as he entered, and came to q halt on pair
of inadequate legs. Jose, where's those
samples of sugar! Sit down, Justiniani.
To-day's our busy day, you know. Have a
chair. Jose, give Mr.. Justiniani a chair.
There's the Voc de Cuba, Justiniani. Jose,
where dye say YOU found that house for the
lady and gentleman that are coming from
New Orleans-in OReily, wasn't itl'
"Obispo," answered Jose, starting wildly
from his high stool, and stopping in the
middle of the floor again.
"And who else did you say was going to
arrive to-day from New Orlesnss"
"MOnasterio."
eyes, yes; Monasterio. He's made quick
trip -,
Jose.
Isl, senor," whispered Jose.
"NOw, JOse," cried the Englishman
don't you be too late with those bills for
the royal mail steamer, now"
"No, sir" said the clerk, supplying Don
Joaquin with pen.
did you take those Vera Cruz letters
Where on e'rth is that long letter in the
blue envelope! l laid it raight heer-ah!
never mind, Jose. How's yonr digestion,
Justiniani2 Jose, did you get those pass.
ports!"
Eyes, sir"
"These people are an external nuisance.
I'm going to be rid Of them. I'll be whipped
if know why I'm such a simpletOn as to
be attending to their business for them
So you got all the servants into the house
in O'Reilly, have you, JOSEF
In the Gale del Obispo," said Jose.
Eyes, yes, in Obispo; and they've every
oh! There's q chance for MODasterio; they
say she's beautiful. Well, you'd better step
around to the steamship agents in Merca-
1eres, jose; you'd better 60 At once, and
BOARD the vessel with their clerk; you know |
istanee With his lady
lose was off like .uercury.
Jose! What the deuce are We always in
such q deyvillish big hurry to see The women
or, jose? Get good cab tor them, jose.
you know. Now what are you waiting for.
josef
Jose vanished.
.ConfOund these people, Jus.iniani, I'm
not maid-of-all work! They're an internal
nuisance
Isl" said the don, who had been busy at
q desk He came forward now, and dropped
q note before his friends eyes.
"Hello'' said the Englishmap; whats
the r-rOw?-this is MOnaste Iiol So you re
gong to take my advice, eb! Getting your
architect 'lready, are yous That's bully,
Justianini. What are you going to buildl"
go to bull one church"
you're not going to do any such thing"
"Yee-e.s-a."
YOU see it will never dos You've got to
build your heart into it. You must build
yourself house to live in-One of the finest
sort. Something magniico, sou know. If
you feel piOue, you can give the Church
check on the bank
The handsome don was silent a moment
"Or-right," he said at length, and was &C.
ing.
"Oh! Justiniani v'
The don paused halfway down the stairs
"But I'll sec you in the Casino tonight,
eh 90
81, senor.'
A week had hardly elapsed before the
began openly to beast that he
was "curing Justiniani" But Just then
there came in q cOun ter-inhuence-sOme-
thing unseen, impa]pable, orking 80 subtly
upon the sad Cuban's mental bruises that
the vexed and mystifed Simpson found the
magical effects Of his British Oil, so to style
it. inexplicably retarded.
The source of this influence, so hidden
from the Englishmans impatient percep-
tons, was the simple reiteration here, there
Of the name Luisa. Not an evening half
hour could pass but it was cast like q
handful of salt upon the ever open wound
in the poor don's heart
A knot of young officers, with ostenta-
ti0usly beautiful thrOats and tiny hands
and feet, would be slipping ices about a
table-let us say in the TacOn restaurant.
"But, Rodrigues," one would say, as he
polished with his slevee the tortoise she'll
visor of his white fatigue cap, you were
going to tell me''-here he would bow rev.
erently to Don Joaquin walking by-"you
we're going to tell me about the Senorita
Luisa."
The dons heart would leap az if prickled
with hot sword: and before an hour had
passed, the same accident would befall him
again.
"Speaking of Don Joaquin's liberality to
The Church." some one in the Casino would
,ay, Ibid you hear what he did for Simp- |
,or? Simpson being stritened, he lent
nina SIC, 900 on his note, and sent him next
lay a little silver urn with lid on it, and
under the lid the ashes of the note"
eyes," another would say; 'but still
3rettier thing was the check for $3.50 which |
,e left on Jose's desk, payable to his widow
ID mother"