Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1883-11-24

SAID he. "Carmen has iust nIavad
one Of her finest tricks; she has Inst
Eo.teh ner rom out OF the prison at
Larlia; l was beginning to under
slano the Gypsy tongue, which al
most ali my companions spoke, and
the WORD rom caused me violent
snock. How Her rom Is she
tnen engaged ?" cried 1.
YES" he answered, "to one-eved
Garcia, a Bohemian as sly as She.
The poor boy has, been in the GAL
Ieys. Carmen has so dazzled the
governor of the prison that she has
obtained his liberty. All! that girl
Is well worth her weight i'm gold.
she has been trying for two wears to
get him out. Nothing has succeeded
until they happened to change the
commander. With him, it seems.
she has easily found the way for his
escape" You can imagine the
pleasure that piece of news caused
me. l soon saw one-eyed Garcia:
he was the ugliest monster that ever
left hell, black of skin and black of
soul. He was the worst villain that
ever 1 met in my life. Carmen
came with him {; and when she in
troduced her future husband to me,
you ought to have seen the eyes and
grlmaceS she made at me whenever
he was looking away. / was indig-
nant and did not speak TO him all
the night. The next morning, we
had maze up our bundles aud were
ready to start en- route, when we
perceived that a dozen cavaliers
were at our heels. The cOwardly
Andalusians, who always talked
fight, at once made piteous face.
1t was the deuce take the hindrnost.
Dancaire, Garcia, a boy of Eciia.
who was called Remendado, and
Carmen, kept their presence of
mind. The rest had abandoned the
mules, and threw themselves into
the ravineS where the horses could
not follow them. We were unable
TO take our beasts, and we FASTENED
to unfasten the most valuable of our
booty and load it upon our shout
ders. Then we tried to escape over
the rocks, down the steepest decliv-
titles. We cast our bundles before
us, and followed them as best we
could by sliding down on our feet
and hands. All this time the enc
my kept firing at us, and for the
first time heard the balls whistle
by my head. However, that affect
ed me but little, for one is always
brave in the view of the woman he
loves. We all escaped except poor
Remendado, who received ball in
his thigh. threw away my bun
die and tried to take him. "FOol ~
yelled Garcia, "what will we do
with a carcass ? Finish him, and
don't lose the cotton" ''ThrOw
him down 7" Carmen cried to me
Fatigue obliged me to lay him down
for an instant in the shelter of !
large rock. Garcia turned back, |
placed the muzZle OF his gun i'll his |
face, and pulled the trigger. every |
expert would be he who would rec |
ogniZe him now" said he, looking |
at the face that dozen bullets had |
plOwed. That, Senior, is the kind |
of life / have led. That evening
found us in thicket, exhausted |
with fatigue, with nothing to eat,
and ruined by the loss of our mules |
and goods. What do you think |
that villainous Garcia did? He
drew pack of cards from his pOck-
ct, and began playing with DAN
caire by the light of fire they had
started. In the meantime, was
lying on my back, looking at the
stars and thinking of RemendadO,
and wishing | were in his place.
Carmen sat near me, now silent and
then rafting her castanets and sing
ing a line or two. Sometimes, APP
preaching me as though to whisper
something, she would hug me two
or three times. "You are the
devil" said to her. eyes," she
replied.