Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1888-03-31
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But Mr.. Brown said he would "stand i, ="
emily. Se it understood. fer tLs sole purpos'
keeping Mr.. Benton's business proclivities
within decent bounds
Tulfta satupon the door step Of the white
adobe house looking out upon the shining
waters Of the bay. The sun was sinking into
the Pacific behind Point Iona and the
soft air was full of golden haze.
The Coronados islands and the distant hills
of Mexico were outlined In a purple silhou-
cite against the evening sky and everything
was still and peaceful-everything except
'rulita's poor little heart. Her mother had
not been very well for the last two or three
days, and the death of her father was recent
enough to carse the slightest illness to fill
Tulita with alarmed foreboding. Then they
were so lonely, she and her mother, with no
one to care for them, and they were SO poor: !:
1t was all very forlorn, and they had just
been crying over it together, they two, in the
twilight. And now, with that vague inter-
est which the mind after great emotion feels
In trifing matters Tulita sat ON the door
step and idly watched the sea gulls fluttering
and squabbling over some scraps thrown
from q passing steamer, and then her eyes
followed jack rabbit which loped across the
road and disappeared in the sage brush; then
she saw two men come along and stop at the
house next to hers. This latter incident
rather aroused her curiosity, because, while
sea gulls and jack rabbits were plentiful
enough in that neighborhood, gentlemen
were not, and these appeared to be gentle
men. Evidently, from their gestures, they
were inquiring for some one; but what was
her surprise when these gentlemen left the
other house and coming directly to her gar
den gate opened it and approached her
.'.Is this where Mrs Lunavarita livesr said
the elder of the two gentlemen, as they both
politely removed their hats.
Restraining an impulse to take refuge in
the house, Tulita replied that it was.
"If it will not disturb her." continued the
gentleman, "may we see her for momentm
At this juncture the sonora herself, hearing
the voices came to the door and answered by
bidding them enter
~ hope that we are not intruding," con-
tinued the stranger who did the talking:
"my name is Benton and this is my friend
Mr. Brown"
The sonora bowed in stately way.
''My friend here" continued Mr.. Benton,
"bought some lavender sticks at the Blank
hotel this morning which we understand
were made by you"
Lavender sticks" repeated the sonora,
slowly, shaking her head; II do not know
what that is that you call lavender sticks.
Tulita," she continued, turning to her daugh-
ter, "de que esta hablando Ell caballeroa Que
son palitos de lavandrila, hi ia mia, sabes tuF
Yes, Tulita knew. At the sound of the ia
miliar words her face flushed hotly, and then
grew very pale. What was the matterl Had
she offended some law in regard to the sale Of
lavender sticks, and were these sheriffs come
to arrest heri Or-more dreadful thought
were hers SO badly made that the people who
had bought them came to make complaint to
her mothers Then she heard the gentlemen
say something about souvenirs of California,
aunts in the east, all of the lavender sticks at
the hotel being sold, and taking the liberty
of coming to Mrs.. Lunavarita herself to see
il she would make him dozen more. All Of
her lavender sticks soldi Could it be possibles
Tulitas heart gave q happy bound, and in
the excitement Of the moment she turned to
her bewilder>d mother and poured forth her
confession, in what Mr. Brown afterward de-
clAred was the most musical Spanish he had
ever heard in his life. This was followed by
quick, sharp questions from the mother, and
pleading, faltering answers from the girl,
and then what seemed q torrent of repreach
and protest fell from the hips of the sonora
''It seems, 4" said Mr. Benton, In a low tone
to his friend, 'that the old lady was not
posted"
"No, -confound you," Indignantly whis-
pered Mr. Brown, "you have let the little
girl in for Q nice scolding."
Then the Sonora LunAvarita, with flushed
face and glistsnirg eyes, turned to the two
gentlemen and said, with dignity and pathos:
''Senores, have to make the apology to
you. It is my daughter that makes these
these''-
Lavender sticks" suggested Benton,
pleasantly.
These lavender sticks, and did not know.
She Ia q young. lady = and Lwould not have
her do work. 3 Sainted Mother! it is bad
enough for me, who am old. And did not
know, you understandi Not that my daugh-
Ter ever does anything without telling me,
she eAdsd hastily '.no, senor,' neveri She
has no secrets from her mother. = But her
father Is dead and we are poor" Here the
senorass voice faatered a little, and one of the
tears that had been gathering in her eyes
rolled slowly down her face 1--WE arspoor,
and fahavs 10 work, and my daughter, she
loves nae, and she says il makes her sad to
see msssew, sew, all che time sew, and she
do no&hing, and 90 she makes these things to
help her poor mother. That is the way Of it,
senior. :, Ehs b o good daughter, and--and
~ hero tte ssnora'g feeling overcame her,
and, taf1fng to Tuhta, who had stolen TO her
side, with little gesture Of surrender she al
lowed her tears to flow unrestrained
Quickly putting her arms around her
vcotharixN mack Tulita drew her head down