The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1880-06-27
AN IDYL OF NEW MEXICO.
Good Company.


Thus appealed to the photographer could
not choose but offer his brand new stove
pipe to his guest, who thumped it vigorous.
ly, greatly to Tenor Browns annoyance,
who stood looking foolish, bareheaded in
the sunshine. And again l marked the
size and luster of the diamond ring
The singers voice was a trile cracked,
but we were not fastidious, the ladies hung
on every word, and when the song ended
the applause was hearty and genuine. The
blonde artist produced flute which luck
lily for us had a missing joint, and insinu-
ated he could be prevailed upon to sing;
but we knew the 1.-THE Raven" would be
his doleful strain and upon the hint no one
spoke.
Now thousand psrdons," said Oreto,
"for consuming your time and courtesy.
must have siesta, without which you
know q Spanlard is lost forever and day"
From under the seat of the blackboard he
unrolled a short cloak and threw 1t in a
Moorish style across his shoulders, lifted
his sombrero, revealing noble turn
ed head with dashes of gray in the
blue black hair, and his face resumed its
expression Of habitual melancholy. AS he
walked off to the shadow Of great rock,
the alumnus from Colorado college, who
knows it all, said in loud whisper, There
goes Don Pomposo. He teels like the
Corliss engine at the Centennial"
The old bachelor shot the tledgling a
glance that should have killed him, but the
youth though poor by nature and exhaust
ed by cultivation, was wiry and did not
fall asunder. In fact, he never finched.
My thoughts wandered from the gay COM
pany and the man who had no respect for
''the stranger within the gates to the lone
exile and the varied fortunes at which he
had limited, and said aloud, "the Senior
Oreto looks like man who has history"
And he has
dismiss the picnic in the brilliant pc
RODS of the Pharos of the Occident. The
edi,or-in. chief, being also an insurance
| agent, naturally dealt in large figures, and
gave free rein to his warm, not to say fiery
Imagination: 1.-THE picnic of last week
was an event long to be remembered
The day was beautiful, nature,
enchanting, woman divine. Old
Badly lifted his rugged front and snowy
crown before us and the river sang its
sweetest cadance. Among distinguished
guests present we name the facinating
Gonzalez Felipe Oreto, cosmopolitan born
in old castle, the friend of our artist, James
| Brown. For aesthetic culture, refinement
of manner and general eloquence. the
1 a. raot,Itn,, hap Cow, nruale and
superiors. Rumor has it he will soon lead
to the altar fair widow well known to our
city, and we learn with extreme pleasure
that he has been prevailed on to cast in his
lot with us and become citizen of the
most desirable Of all the territories"
Some weeks later sat working highly
useless lamp mat in my parlor, which IN
pleasant Mexican fashion is divided from
Johns Office by curtained doorway.
There passed the barred window n dapper
little man, whipping his boot with short
riding whip as he went along, whom rec
ognized rs a government agent from Los
Indios | needed not the conversation
easily overheard, or rather the monologue
which languished, ill q sudden animation
of voice betrayed the true purpose OF the
visitor as he asked, WAS there fellow
hangin' round here not long ago, calling
himself Ureto; sort Of literary and senti-
mental adventurer, pretending to be in
heavy mourningl"
ayes, he had quite turn for story.tell.
| ing and amusing children. The caballe o
appears to have fallen on evil times--a sad
fate added John rencctively; wouldn't
| be q bad model for the Master Of Ravens
wood" 4
Exactly; his face is mighty sad about
this time. Interested friends have taken
secure boarding Tor him, and relieved him