Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1882-09-24

almost as much as she loved her beloved
Cuba, but not quite, as the sequel will
show. One evening We were resting on the
spur Of smountain, and looking round for
a convenient place to camp, out for the
night. Inez and Pedro had dismounted
and were resting side by side on the banks
Of little spring. He had one arm around
her waist, aRd was talking to her earnestly,
She was listening to him with pleasure, for
could not help seeing the happy bushes
which chased each other over her sweet
face. Conscious that was watching them,
turned on my heel to allow them more
privacy, when 1 noticed leather pocket
book lying at my feet. / picked it up. 1t
was full Of papers, and the envelope on one
Of the letters denoted it belonged to Don
Pedro. | was about to return it TO him,
when something said, Examine it first 1t
was a mean act Ia do but | suspected the
man, and here was chance of proving or
disproying my suspicious.
II retired behind the trunk OF q la-ge
tree and began to investigate my fud. The
first paper / came across was pass signed
by the royal general, giving Don Pedro
permission TO cross the Spanish lines. Next
| found half q dozen letters acknowledging
receipt OF information, and asking for in
StruCtiOns as to certain movements taken
by Lopez, Then I found another docu-
ment from the royal general offering 1000
doublcons for the head Of Lopez, and
finally, worst treachery Of all, letter writ
ten by Pedro, to be dropped on the road
over which We were making our flight,
showing how and where Inez and our little
band could best be captured. soon made
up my mind. l called together half dozen
Of my companions. rapidly related what
had discovered, and then we quietly APP
preached to where Don Pedro was still sit
ting with Inez, threw him on his back and
bound his hands and feet with cord.
What does all this mean% exclaimed
Inez, looking at Us in indignant astonish-
ment.
81 replied by placing the letter written
by Pedro in her hand. She read it and
fell in a swoon to the ground. In few
minutes she had recovered, but she was a
changed woman. Seating herself on the
trunk of a tree she exclaimed: Form a
circle, gentlemen, with the prisoner in the
centre and then she calmly began the pc
rusal Of the contents of Don Pedro's pocket
book. He lay writhing on the ground, the
very picture Of abject terror. He did not
speak single word, but the wretch well
knew what his fate would be.
Having read the letters the sonora
turned TO us and asked US whether we con-
sidered Pedro guilty or not guilty;
Guilty We all shouted, casting revcngetul
glances at the prisoner. Then let him be
executed at once. Hang him-nO, shoot
him. Give him five minutes to prepare
The traitor did not appear to be anxious to
10 make his peace with heaven his last mo-
ments were passed in a series OF execra-
tons upon all of US. We did not reply,
however; but when the five minutes were
passed We bound his eyes and placed him
on his knees. Four of US stepped for
ward with levelled carbines. Stay
suddenly exclaimed Sonora lnez;
stay, 1 will give the word. Now,
ready, fire. Our yolley was delivered, and
Pedro fell. He still showed signs of life,
and one Of US was about to finish dispatch
ing him with machete, but Inez motion
ed him back. Walking slowly uU to the
dying wretch she drew her own pistol, and
calmly placing it to his forehead, gave him
the cOup de qrdce by blowing out his brains.
She then turned toward rs, and for mo-
ment smile of tender yearning appeared
on her face. Gentlemen. justice has been
done. After death, forgiveness STOPPING,
she kissed the lips of the dead traitor, and
then, before one of US could real Her ac-
ton, she drew a second pistol from her
belt, turned the muzzle to her heart and
fired, falling dead across the bofy OF her
lover.
I'VE buried her beside the little stream
where she had sat listening 10 the lying
words of the man she he'd believed in so
thoroughly. As for him we fastened rope
around his neck and suspended his Carrion
from branch of tree. On his breast we
placed card with the words: Here is
breakfast for the crows
The remainder of our little band man.
aged TO escape and to remain in hiding I'M
til an opportunity enabled us to gain the
coast and obtain passage in a vessel to
America. | returned to Cuba in 1868,
when the standard OF revolution was
again raised at Yara, and was present
at the reading of the declaration
of independence ut ManzaRillo. l
only remained a few months, hOwev-
err, for | saw there was no chance for
successful rebellion without arms, money or
efficient leaders. Before leaving the island
! bought q few cases of wine, which were
sold at auction in Havana. In the invoices
which proved my possession | found the
wine had bought had belonged to Don
Carlos de AguaS, Marquis de Los Claras,
brother to the traitor, Don Pedro, whom l
had helped TO execute in 1851. / brought
the wine with me to Philadelphia, and for
some reason or other | never cared to sell
it. am drinking it myself by degrees. l
DO not care 10 taste 1t often, it brings up too
many memories. Fill your glasses, gentle
men, and drink to the freedom Of Cuba.