The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1878-08-07

II SIN anQ-tWenCy u '3f l3uC the lQc1 OF q stat
ure of six-and-twenty feet so tickled him
that in moment more he was laughing
and beside her again. Then should
not ask you, should take you'll he said.
"You learn the Spanish to-day?" he ask
ed, changing his tone to one Of most
seducing sweetness; for, with all her
GOODNESS, Miss Chrystie was not neglect
ing SO good an opportunity Of increasing
her vocabulary, ana she took Spanish
lessons from all the youths-F enallosa,
Juan, Leon, Garcia, the first that came
to book: and then, the lace-work and
reeling laid aside, the pretty sight was
to be seen of that fair head and that dark
one bending over the page, Fenallosa's
great eyes rising, every now and then, to
4 dwell on her, while, if he thought no
one saw, he would furtively lift a stray
lock of the yellow hair and holI it to- his
lips. One day, long before the corn
came again, he sauntered up the paths
with what looked like tassel of the corn
silk in his button-hole again. "What
have you there?" cried Chrystie, sudden
ly, as he appeared.
III have my cofc,s," he answered
"my scarf, my lady's favor"
s'Give it to me - she cried, in some
thing like one of his own furies. Give
it to me. or will never speak with you
again! How did you come by it?''
"I-I took it." he answered humbly.
"One .day-as we read the Spanish J"
And he handed it to her, after he had
taken it from the button-hole and kissed
it. "Ay de MI" he cried. $40 worship
to adore, and not to CAMP
"And I suppose" said the heartless
girl ''that you have been parading this
every where, making fool of yourself
and me- .
making fool!'' he cried, clasping his
hands. - ~. z
eyes, you ridiculous boy. Do you
suppose it is my hail, that curl2 Look at
it. I bought it. 1t is some prison girls,
for all know" ..... g.. .a
"Dios!" cried Fenallosa. "And you
did wear it," ....... .a...a.- ~.
The disgust on his face quite outshnne
the wrath on hers, and it was fortnight
before he came near her again. In that
fortnight fancicd Miss Chrystie did a
little thinking; and we all studied a
little Spanish more vigorously with Juan,
who, although of the same age, was COM
paratively the said guardian of the
others. ... rsssG
/ Chrystie had been singing a Spanish
song with the guitar, Juan correcting her,
and the rest of us were bending over the
, dictionary and examiners on the table
when. during silence, deep, grave
voice sounded: ~ should never to come
: again, but you do sing the song 50 bad.
ly;" and we looked up to see Fenallosa's
head in the window, as he surveyed Juan
and Chrystie with tremendous displeas.
ure. Presently he came in.
what are you going to do on the
Fourth, Fenallosa?" asked John Allen
as he brought the box of Roman candles
from the express wagon. zs..
"What is that the custom of the
country is to do?" asked Fenallosa, fol
he had arrived last year just after that
day. ~ -.
''Oh, burn POWDER - @
''And blow toot-horns."
"And set towns ablaze with fire
crackers" ~ a4@.
"And make every one wish there were
no such thing as liberty"
' "Powder! horns! It is sacrilege
Wish for no liberty! You deserve MOI
the day. 1t should be in the church
professions, flowers, with prayers, witt
thanks. Powder, horns, fre-crackers-
detestabler .s:. IL.
"But the fireworks are beautiful
Fenallosa," said Chrystie s.When Johr
sends up the rockets after dark from the
> root, and showers of colored stars 1all int
the sea that showers of colored stars rist
out of the aeeps to meet-oh! that il
beautifully .l.. .=r
: "That is beautiful ~ said Fenallosa, al
at once in radiant humor. 81 shall t.
j., see it. And will play your Yanke.
: Tootle on the toot-horns; you will give
' the instruction." And SO Chrystie PLAYED
him the desired tune, he standing besid,
:, her and adding to her guitar strain &C
:, cordlng flourlshes on the piano. 1T is
= quickstep, your national tune. You
fast people do keep the time. But i
suits not the guitar. One night, Chrvstie
,, you shall lean from the balcony with me
and to hear the band down in the plaz
;, play the soft music-very different music
and the seas rolling other music in tn,
harbor, mountain tops and south star
over us" - a.. 9r
- ~ do wish, Fenallosa," murmuret
q Chrystie, as he bent his head to listen
! 'that if you will make love to me, 70,
wouldn't make it before all the world,
"What care fer the world" he cried
! "The universe is nothing then if YOU bu
= to listen!' And he turned alb ,ut ant
= caught my hand and kissed it in a pas
- sion of delight, since he dared not kis
Chrystie's, and he know John ALA,
would not mind; for he saw here his frs
good omen.
: it was on the afternoon Of the Fourth
e itself that Fenallosa appeared before III
b in deep mourning, clad in the blackes
e habiliments of woe from top to toe.
e confess thought it was part of hi
e lovc-making, and, that he was only testi
t flying to the condition of his emotions, o
:: else that some revolution had turned u,
d in South America that he was contrast
: ing with our happy day Of independence
q But it was quite otherwise The news
t had just come of the loss of great-un
I Gle, whom he had never seen, but VIII
= had lett him silver mine in the noun
0 tains, troop of slaves, al coffee planta
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