New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1876-03-05

thaughter, an knoweo n .ex.. III,
Was there no cause for quarrel, after an
Conld IL be that Mazaro was ABOUT e
sneak for Galahad? The old man asked II
his simplicity: .,
s.Madior Shaughnessy!
Mazaro smiled mockingly. ~
esMayor Shaughness, he SAID; oh
no. not Mayor Shaughness'!
Pauline could stay no longer; escape
sbe must. though it be in Manuel Navarro
a .ar fsce Turning again and looking uE
;nto Galahad's face in great fright sne
onened her lips to speak, but A.,
f..Mad;or Shaughness'; continued tne
Cnhan: :.he nev'r-a Iowa you tnaugntel.
Galahad was putting the maiden Oaca
" ..Panline." he said, s'it's le!'
can Senor." pursued the Cuban, III
was possiblee you thaughter 10 lo-va
heem. a-wouth-a be worse-a kline III "ofA'
but, Senior, L"
NJ. D'Hemecourt made majestic sign
for silence. He had resumed his cnair'
Int he rose up once more, TOOK the
Cnban's hat from the table and rendered
it to him.
emanuel Mazaro, you ave-
..Senor, goin' tell you -
EMANUEL Mazaro, you -
"Boat-a, Senior
"Bud, Manuel MAJ"
"Senor, escuse-a me =
..Hnzhr' cried the old man. Emanuel
Mazaro, YOU ave desceive' me! You ave
mocque me, Manu- l.
"Senor," cried Mazaro, 81 swear-a TO
YOU that ALA what sayin ees,a -
He stopped aghast. Galahad and Pau
line stood before him side by side.
..Is WHAT" asked the blue-eyed man.
with look of quiet delight on his face'
such as Mazaro instantly remembered to
have seen on it one night when GalahAd
was being shot at in the Sucking Calf
Restaurant in St Peter street.
The table was between them, but Ma
zaro's hand went upward toward the BACK
of his coat collar.
"Ah, ahr' cried the Irishman, shaking
his head with broader smile and thrust
ing his hand threateningly into his
breast; ''don't ye do that! just finish yer
..Was.a notthin'" said the Cuban, try
ing to smile back.
Eyer liur," said Galahad.
NO" said Mazaro, still endeavoring to
smile through his agony; ''z-was on'y
tellin' Senior D'Hemecourt someteen Twas
land I tell We, said Galahsd, eyer a
liur. and to be so kind an get yerser to
the front stoop, as I'm desiruz o kickin'
We before the crowd.
s.Madjorw cried D'Hemecourt-
$50" said Galahad, advancing a step
toward the Cuban.
Had Manuel Mazaro wished to person
ate the prince of darkness, his beautiful
face had just the expression for it. He
slowly turned, opened the door into the
cafe, sent one glowering look behind and
disappeared.
Pauline laid her hand upon her lovers
arm.
"Madjor," began her father.
"On, Madjor, Madjor. said the Irish
man, Munster D'Himecourt, just say
.Madjor, heer's guide wife fur ye, and
I'll let the little serpent 60.
ssThereupon, sure enough, both NJ.
D'Hemecourt and his daughter, rushing
together, did what have been hoping all
along, for the readers sake, they would
have dispensed with-they burst into
tears: whereupon the Major, with his
Irish appreciation of the ludicrous, turned
away to hide his smirk, and began good
humoredly to scratch himself first in one
place and then in another.
Mazaro passed silently through the
group about the door steps, and not many
minutes afterward, Galahad Shaugh-
messy, having taken place among
the exiles, rose, with the remark that
the old gentleman would doubtless be
willing to tell them goodnight. Good
night was accordingly said, the Cafe
DIES Exiles closed her windows, then her
doors, winked a moment or two through
the cracks in the shutters and then went
fast asleep.
The Mexican physician, at Galahad's
request, told Mazaro that at the next
meeting of the burial society, he might
ard must occupy his accustomed seat
without fear of molestation: and he did So
The meeting took place some seven
days after the affair in the back parlor,
and on the same ground. Business being
finished, Galahad. who presided, stood
up, looking, in his white duck suit among
his darkly clad companions, like a white
sheep among black ones, and begged
leave to order GLASSES" from the front
room. l say among black sheep; yet. I
suppose, than that double row of languid,
efezninate faces, one would have been
taxed to find more harmless looking
company. The glasses were brought and
filled.
"Gentlemen," said Galahad, ''com-
rades, this may be the last time we ever
meet together an unbroken body"
Martinez of San Domingo, he of the
horrible experience, nodded with lurking
smile, curled leg under him and clasped
his fingers behind his head.
"Who knows" continued the speaker,
"but Senior Benito, though strong and
sound and har'ly thirty sever" all
smiled-''may be taken ill tomorrow"
Martinez smiled across to the tall, gray
Benito on Galahad's left, and he, in turn,
smilingly showed to the company a thin,
white line of teeth between his NOUS
strikes them from between gray clouds.
"Who knows" the young Irishman
proceeded to inquire, Il say, who knows
but Pedro, they're, may be struck wild a
f9ver?"
Pedro, a short, compact man of thor
oughly mixed blood, and with an eyebrow
cut away, whose surname no one knew.
smiled his Acknowledgements.
'Who knows" resumed Galahad, when
those who understood English had ex-
planned in Spanish to those who did not,
''but they may soon need the services not
only of our good doctor heer, but of our
society; and that Fernandez and Benigno,
and Gonzalez and Domingues may not be
chosen to see, on that very schooner lying