Savannah morning news., 1885-12-10
TFEf SILVER SPECTRE.
.oaAES FIGURE IN ARMOR
= WITH LANCE AND SPEAR.

From the BOstoa Globe.
In one of the mountainous districts of
rnoin. where silver abounds, but where
nrtil then, it had remained undiscovered,
tbare lived a certain poor muleteer named
pablo Fornarete. He was employed by a
man who had made large fortune by
hroedipg a fine strain OF mules, to convey
+base mules across the plains and sell
.bo,n IN Madrid and across the noun
aims into France. AS he Travelled peace
tnllv along the high roads he occasionally
NOT rich senores riding fine blood
borses. with embroidered trappings and
all the outward signs of wealth; but it
rover occurred to him to be in the least
iealous of these rich people, only he could
!rof help wishing that the Madonna would
inf little more into his pocket. For
with lust little more he could marry his
dear Rosita down there in AndaIusia,
vino had been waiting for him for so long.
When these tempting thoughts and de-
,nsiye wishes crossed his mind good honest
pablo would sigh and show his teeth,
Hpbt his pipe and beat his mules little
taster along the road. But he had moth
inc bad in him, and suddenly he would be-
come his own contented self again merely
SAVING: s'It is not the will OF the Domino
Nos vet. Patiencia."
Some of the stretches of country that he
hadt traverse were so long that he often
was unable to reach any shelter for the
night. At those times he used to lie down
in the fields with his mules and sleep with
one eve open, watching that none of his
masters property was stolen. In the
summer it was very pleasant to be out in
fine omen air, but in the winter it was
mite a different matter. The wind blew
20 bleakly that he could only wrap him
selup in his warm cloak and get as near
his animals as he could for their heat.
The stars used to blink at him, he thought,
n encourage him, but they and the moon
seemed cold and unkind, and he never
wasted much time in looking at them In
winter.
One summers night Pablo. metaphori-
callv speaking, pitched his tent in a val
lev at the foot Of chain OF curiously
shaped and rugged mountains. 1t was a
lovely night, and the valley was filed
with the sweet scent Of flowers. The sky
was unclouded, and the moon sailed in
oueen-like fashion through the vast space
which belonged to her. The entire valley
we're not visible in the universal bright
ness.
Pablo saw that his mules were comtor-
tabv nibbling at their pasture prepara-
tory to resting for the night before he
stretched himself near them, and, rolling
acigarette, began to smoke.
His mind travelled to Andalusia, where
ROsita lived, and he wondered what she
was doing at that moment, while he was
dreaming in the open air. Then he wOn-
dered when he would earn enough to mar
nv her, and thought what nice wife she
would make, and how she would bring
sunshine with her wherever she went. At
last, in the midst of his castles in Anda-
lusia, he fell sound asleep.
When he awoke the moon had nearly
set, and the valley was only half as bright
as when be went to sleep. He looked to-
v the chain of mountains at the end
of the valley, and their sides appeared to
be running with bright silvery streams
down their rugged sides. Pablo could
not believe mis- eyes, and rubbed them to
be sure that he was quite awake. But all
the same, when helooked again there was
still the bright silvery ridge on the noun
tain, running as lava does on the sides of
Mt Vesuvius during an eruption. And
figure of a man in shining armor, with
lance and spear, preparing to descend
into the valley. Pablo gaZed awestruck
E al the whole scene, and bathed his eyes
< with the dew lying on the bushes all
a around him, but still he saw the same
thing, After a time, however, fatigue
cyereane him, and he again slept sOundly.
suddenly he heard voice, almost in
Dis ear, saying, in whisper: "Do not for
get the spot wnere you saw me. It means
fortune to you, and the power of max
lng your dear ROsita rich for life. l am
Tie guardian of the silver mines, and APP
pear at only certain seasons of the year.
Donot forget me, for l may prove to be
your best iriend;" saying which he van-
shed.
Pablo was in a very disturbed and mis-
efaOe state of mind when he awoke. He
olged to 90 straight to those distant
fountains and see whether they contain
y silver or not. But the dawn was break
y and he had long way to trudge with
Ne mules before they could reach any
aslter for the night. He gave one long,
gIutnlzing glance at the particular
l0lntaln on which he had seen the
ieams Of molten silver. But the mour-
I'D told no tales. 1t reared its proud
la gave no sign that anything eXtraOr-
mary had happened in the night. So
aOo was forced to be content with the
emory OF what he had seen, and started
with his mules at a brisk rate.
ne met various friends on the road, and
~ many gay and gossipping conversa-
pms, which, peasant like, he enjoyed
lseF But all the time he thought over
extraordinary scene that he had wit
assd' and heard that low whisper in
ears; "Do not forget the spot where
" saw me-" These words were a run
musical accompaniment TO every
-ug ne did or said. Even the heels Of
mules seemed to keep time to them.
~ ~though he racked his brains 10 see
ne could be benefited by the Silver
.9!He, ne could sec no way by which he
s~ ~, become rich. The Silver Spectre
~ nlmself said that he only appeared at
MY Sh seasons OF the year. Probably he
5Ia never see his ''best friend' again,
s1l oue was not at all certain that he should
N" tne exact peak OF the chain upon
eu n ne mad seen the silver lava.
thoughts became very melancholy
continued his journey. Once at
y, however, he had no time for dream
Or he was so busy in selling bis
,' az a good price that IL was only
M le started TO 20 back again that he
.ssmoered his experience with the Sill
Spectre.
~ ,s., Vopped as-usual in the same valley
W. ana was just unburdening his
%ue' ae' when he saw a tall, handsome
Volnlng toward him dressed in long
garment. He carried pilgrims
i.oro isruu seemed to be very weary and
ofother," he said 10 Pablo, "can
"flp me up that mountain in front Of