Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1877-06-27

the way across the plaza to marrow
street, which we entered and traverseo
for some distance through the darkness
At length we came to small shop, over
the door of which was cigar box for 8
sign. The shutters were closed, but
a faint thread of light streamed through
the crevices of the window.
"Here is the shop of Pedro Alva,
said my friend; "he is a cigar roller
whom [ have befriended when sick, and
who is attached to me. You will be
safe here, as he may be trusted.
He knocked on the shutter and re-
peated the name of the occupant of the
humble tenement.
"Quien la? Quien estoe" responded
hoarse voice within.
We heard an exclamation of satisfac.
ton and the half leaf of door was
was pushed cautiously outward The
light from within showed him the face
of De Armas, and he quickly threw the
door wide and admitted us.
CHOW, shut, bar and lock, good
Pedro" said De Armas, aiding him.
Pedro, who was short, dark-visaged
Spaniard, with an enormous gray nous
tache, iron spectacles, and a bald head,
soon secured the door.
"I am glad to see your honor" he
said respectfully, "and your lordship's
FRIEND" bowling to me; "but [ hope
there is nothing wrong, senores."
"My friend, here, has been so unfor-
tunate as to make an enemy of General
-, and [ wish you to conceal him. y
:" If he has made such an enemy, he
had better leave the island as soon as he
can, senor," said Pedro.
"And until he can do so, [ wish you
to keep him securely here. Tomorrow
I will try and arrange for his departure.
Now, my friend,' he added, addressing
me, and taking my hand, 4" | beg you to
keep close, and suffer no one to see you
until you hear from me again. If the
person you shot is killed, your life is at
stake"
Gel Caballero is wounded, Senior
Carlos." suddenly exclaimed the cigar
roller, examining the floor with his
light "Here is blood he is standing in. y
g You did not tell me So" he said, re-
proachfully.
81 forgot it, and did not feel it until
now reminded of it," I answered; but
now that [ thought of it, l suffered pain.
De Armas made me take off my coat, and
upon examination he found that the
sword passed through the flesh of my
left shoulder, making two orifices of the
breadth of two inches, and that the
wound bled freely. 1t was soon bound
by the skillful Pedro, who had been in
the wars, and had experience in such
matters, which it seemed to afford him
great delight to have to do with again.
De Armas, having seen me safely in bed,
in small closet, half hidden by a pile of
tobacco bales, took leave of me, promis-
ing to come and see me the next day land
report how affairs stood.
The soporifc influence of the tobacco
soon overpowered my senses, and when I
awoke it was ten o'clock in the forenoon.
Pedro had locked me in, and through
the chinks of the door [ saw him at his
work, in the front shop.
[ softly raped, and he came to me,
and pretended to be asserting cigars on
shelf over the door.
What news from Carlos% [ asked,
eagerly.
"Nothing, senior. He is, no doubt,
acting for your safety.
Pedro passed me cup of fragrant
coffee and light roll, and [ ate hearty
breakfast. He closed the door between
the two rooms, and thus enabled me to
come out Of my confined lodging place.
| We had consultation, and [ resolved to
quit the refuge of his shop, unwilling to
expose him to danger. He warmly in
sisted upon my remaining. Finally
made known to him my plan, which was
to dress in suit Of his clothes, and with
half q dozen bales of tobacco on my
shoulders, sally forth into the streets,
and try and get beyond the Tacon Pasco,
into the country, where, three miles
from the city, dwelt an English mer-
| chant whom [ knew, and where [ felt /
should be in safety. The change in my
wardrobe was soon completed, or rather,
instead of changing my dress, [ put on
He stained my face with tobacco juice,
and then piled upon my shoulders sew
eral parcels of the broad-leayed tobacco,
which tapped over and about my shout
ders and face, completely concealing it.
[ then told him to inform Senior de
Armas where [ was going, that he might,
| il he wished, come and see me, and
grasping his hand, [ went out Of the
door.
At last [ reached the last entry of the
city outpost. Here [ felt that should
be in most danger, since learned from
Pedro that strict orders had been given
to watch carefully every avenue out Of
the city. By the time l reached
the gate, I was nearly overcome
with weakness and fatigue. The
flesh wound in my shoulder, heated and
rubbed by the tobacco pressing upon it
had caused it to bleed afresh, and
could feel the blood trickling down
even to my feet. I therefore determined
to sit in the shade Of a tree, near the
gate, upon stone bench, till [ in some
measure recovered my strength and got
a little restored.
had not been seated ten minutes
during which time [ had seen the guards
relieved-when one of the soldiers
lounged up and took his seat on the
bench where sat. Without ceremony