Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-08-04


ward that he that night assembled the
other young Spaniards, as they were
called in the village, and the rest of their
comrades, and gave them to understand
! that if they chose to enter, the race was
| free and fair, bit there was to be no fool
ishness, since for his part he meant to
carry the girl with the corn-silk hair
overseas with him and the priests bless
ing; and he appeared next day with a
tassel of corn silk from some late field in
his button hole, and as many days there
after as there was any to be had.
He did not wait for an introduction,
but climbed the fence one sunset, and
accosted her in the garden with such an
air of alteration and reverence that she
could not be offended; but as he could
then only speak Spanish, and she could
only speak English, all she could do was
to retire with great dignity: at which he
was by no means abashed, for that, he
knew, was her proper course, and he
considered that he had now made her
acquaintance. and he followed it up. A
! few weeks later he was heard to COM
plain to young Juna that he had learned
all the English he wished; he had
learned 'No' and "Nevare," and he was
going home in the next brig.
Unnecessary to say that the brig sailed
without him, indeed, but never without
the transaction Of little high tragedy
on his part previously. He was leaning
one spring dav, over the rail Of the YER
anda, the lazy roller creeping under
neath--tor our h ouse was close upon The
sea, built so by grandpas whim, the sum-
mer parlors almost, and the veranda quite,
ovcrharging deep water, the solid old
stone foundations belonging once to a
| light house that had been removed-when
the brig rolled out again with all sail set
| Some day." said he to Chrystie, looking
back at her, "you will be sailing out in
her with me, and never back" If Chrys
tie had nodded, he would have been con
tent, and have asked for 40 more Just
then, beng strenuous that she should do
nothing unbeceming; but she shook hel
head. He SO took it all for granted
that dissent On her part seemed absolute
rebellion, and then he snatched his hal
and stalked off withouta word, and meet
ing Leon at the gate, pitched him clear
|
course challenge was the result, and 9
duel was arranged, and have no doubt
would have come off but for notes thai
flew from the naughty Chystie to the
combatants, in consequence of which, and
in total ignorance that each note had
been counterpart of the other, they
both appeared before her and bound
themselves over to keep the peace.
But Leon was tickle youth, and it did
not much signify. AS for Fenallosa, We
rather wondered at Chrystie, for he wa:
| like nobody else in the world and with an
! irresistible personal charm, it seemed tc
us-such eyes were never seen except I'm,
der Spanish brows, the fine black hai1
lay in great locks on a forehead that had
something infantile in shape and hue, bu,
| the rest OF the face was an unbroken
bronze tint, except for the thin curved
| lips, and the teeth which made his laugh
the whole face breaking into dimples
| dazzling. If Chrystie were not in love
with him, the rest of us barely escaped it
John Allen in the number. Of course as
soon as the danger of the duel was over
Chrystie took occasion TO quarrel with
Fenallosas attentions, and to tell him to
visit us no more it he could not cease an
noying her. We expected him to take
her at her word; but it was only the next
day that he stopped on horseback under
the window, having seen her face framed
there, and having ridden up the garden
path, as he told me On Ter disappearing,
to ask her if "she have not changed her
mind, J" for he never made the least secret
ct his suit, and seemed to feel that he
had Unlisted US all as his auxiliaries be-
cause he had rights, and success was ut
his desert. He really rode up that day,
though to display himself and horse, for
he rode like a young centaur; out it
seemed that that was 30 way to win
Chrystie. She had quite different ideal
some little middleaged, griet-worn
hero, with iron gray hair, perhaps who
had struck her fancy in novel, but
would have been fearfully uncomfortable
in housekeeping; and she consequently
regarded Fenallosa as a boy, than which
| nothing could have been more madden
ing to him, for he regarded himself rather
as q knight OF old Spain. 81 have the
blue bluod!'' he cried to me, who hap
pened on that day to be his contidante
Il asked her no beggar It is the blue
blood of CASTLE. See!" And I presume
we should nave seen, had not snatched
| the penl<nife whose blade in another sec
ond would have pierced the white wrist
"a knight of the Round Table" said
John Allan. "For all his nonsense, there
is something of the Sir Galahad abou,
him"
When he came again l was crossing the
lane myself, and at the gate we saw
Chrystie, sitting on the roof of the yer.
anda in the sun, aud reeling some fine
linen thread for her lace-worlk. With
her fair hair and color, her work, and the
background of the sea behind her, she
certainly did look uncanny and like some
lovely witch: all the more as, Just at that
moment, her voice began carrolling
"Hark! bark! the lark!' sweet and
strong as the lark's itself, in all the rip
pies of melody running up and down
between heavens gate and the low nest
in the corn field. Fenallosa stopped, and
put his hands over his eyes. ''Alas alas
he cried. $50 young, so beautiful, 50
sweet, so wicked! Quezastima!"
"What do you mean?" | exclaimed.
"Ah! you know-you know" he an
swered, in solemnity, turning and releas-
ing the great eyes, 'that of all things the
good God do hate, it is the unthankful