The Beaufort tribune and Port Royal commercial. [volume] (Beaufort, S.C.) 1877-1879, 1877-05-24

from my bundles OF TOBACCO, ana smelilng
it, like an epicure, lie seemed satisfied with
its quality, and deliberately began rolling
it up in the shape of cigar When hc
had completed it---and he made it very
neatly---he lighted it by match. and conf
menced smoking.
"Buen cigarro, hombre,' he at length said,
without deigning glance at me. "Where
is your shop? will send for some. You
have good tobacco here
"My shop, senor soldado," answered, "is
in Gle de San Juan, No. l8."
"Buen! And where do you take tobacco
out of the city? People bring it in
usually"
owe have large order to fill, and l take
it out, to get this made up by friend, who
sometimes helps us."
":When YOU come back, leave me 4
Dozen" he said, "and will be your GUS
TONER"
GAS you make cigars so well, senor, / will
give you half score of leaves, rs pres.
ent, If you are going to be my customer, |
said; and suiting the action to the word, !
pulled the leaves from the bundle, and hand
ed them to him, to his evid ent satisfaction.
then passed on, and was coon beyond
the gate, and travelling on the dusty road,
betw, en- gardens fragrant with orange trees
and tropical flowers at length reached
the villa of Mr.. W., who was in the CITY;
but l made myself known to Mrs. w., who
at once gladly welcomed me, and offered
me the refuge l SO much needed. When
Mr.. w. returned in the evening, he found
me in bed, with high fever, brought on by
the Inflammation of my wound. ] was ten
derly nursed for twelve days, and at the end
Of three weeks, I was entirely recovered.
From Mr.. w. had learned the excitement
which had followed the scene in the coffee
house, and of the search made for me, by
orders of General -, who represented me
as spy of the Americans.
off you had not been an American" said
Mr.. W., "he would not have insulted you
as he did in the coffee house. The search
for you is now over, as it is supposed you
have left the island; and you will be able
to get off in the next steamer without dif-
fculty. 1t sails day after Tomorrow"
But / did not wish to leave until l had
seen or heard from Don Armas. | pro-
posed---for my suspicions were painfully
roused.--that we should send to his mothers
villa in order TO ascertain if he were there
or not. Mr.. w. advised me not to appear
abroad, openly, and rode to her residence,
three miles distant, himself. Upon his re-
turn, the expression of his face showed that
he brought Ill tidinga.
"He is in PRISON. he answered the in
quiring look gave him, as he alighted.
In prison.. | repeated with sinking
heart.
"Yes. His mother is in great distress.
She says that three weeks ago last night -.
"The very night I last saw him. said.
GA Spanish officer, with file of mount
ed soldiers, rode out to the villa, and enter
ing it, searched for the papers of Carlos,
and carried off every letter and scrap of
paper they could find, and every letter he
had written to his mother from the United
States, when he was at the university there.
Upon her inquiries why this was done, the
only reply she got was that Carlos was
state prisoner, and arrested on suspicion of
sympathizing with the American invaders.
-
"Do you know what prison he is in ? l
asked of Pedro.
"In the government prison, near the port
side
"This is a strong place"
"As the Moro itself, senor," answered
Pedro, shaking his head. 81 know all
about it, for was once in the guard, and
have done my duty in it many month
"Then you must 60 TO prison, and chat
with your old comrades. You must make
them presents of fine cigars You must not
be without flask of wine under your
Jacket You must make friends with all
in the sustd-house. 1t will take two or
three days, twice duy, to accomplish aid
.t-till You -,ako them familiar with your