The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1890-10-24
tell Tue Who is that largo NAM ahead Of us

tell .ne who is that hrss MN ahead Of u.
with the black hair and blue eyes?"
Why Cleveland. I'LL know of him il
that he landed II. Kingston in vessel from
the Isthmms Of Panama, md is going t.
Cuba on his way TO England. lie came
to me. hearing TINT ! was the consignee Of
old Blunt's older brig, bound to New Or
leans, and so home. TO know if he could b.
dropped ut st. Jago, where no has some
property ortlebts to collect: aud since tLt
old skirperha has no objection, he has taker
m.;sage IN the brig when sho goes with m,
ind NV fl mily. have since met him-ht
calls himself Colonel LnwtoM-at dinner.
Of our set, and he seems to be an English.
man or Scotchman. Tom Stewart think.
the latter from his accent, md for his liking
for snuff; bu: Paddy Burns differs, and be.
lieves he don't like snuff, but only takes il
oshow his splendid kox. ANY way, liz
speaks all languages, Spanish, French
Italian, aud English, and can talk snnp il
them all like IL native. He has served, too
from his account. with Bolivar there on tho
Spanish Nam; aud he was with Cochrant
i'll th,t desperate affair Of cutting out the
Esmeralda i'll Calao Bay. A very amusing
entertaining vagabond he is, ami asked
him to join us to make the acquaintance OF
my people on our last frolic to the valley;
hntsomehow. nm rather sorry that gave
him II passage with us i'll tho brig, for
don't altogethe. like his looks.
"Nci,hcrdo I, ri on! his hair is too black
for his l,gh. blue eyes. However We mus:
make the most Of him."
Over the shaky bridge of the torrent
where Jacob Blunt prayed earnestly fol
Martha Blunt, and swore ut his donkey Ms
it he had never rocked on water before;
Mr.. Mouse, wl:lla last tiny kick on tho sad
dle-tl,ps of his lofty mule, tumbled off;
Colonel Lawton swinging himself from the
saddle Of his barb as if he had been part
Of him; Tom Stewart. Paddy Burns, and
Don Stingo, sliding off any way; Harry Oar
cantcl trying to descend in fine style and
failing misembly; Piron and tho commo-
dore doing the thing ieisureiy: Jacob Blum
pulled off bodily; while the laughing
blacks took hebeastS and led them away.
There were three pairs Of eyes that watch !.
Ell all this grace and clumsiness from the
windows Of the saloon. Tho pair of dark
ones smiled, and the pair of blue
opened illthey seemed like azure globes,
and then they closed until the fringe of
Colonel Lawton, do ma the favorto fol-
low my old friend. Banou-yon, too, Cap
tain Jacob and Lieutenant Darclntel and
Mr.. Mouse; Paddy Burns and Stingo here.
will show YOU your apartments in the OIL
billiartl-room. Come, commodore, the rcst
of us will find quarters in the casa.
An hour later the saloon and snla weto
all alight, and the sashes of the jalousit.
closed. for it was cool Mt times up there ut
Escondido. There. too, stood the party of
gentlemen, Mr.. Mouse being prominnn.
figure in the background. Then camo 1.
rustling of robes. and as the great foldng
doors swung open the three Indies lit up
| the saloon i'll u halo Of loneliness with
brighter rays than were shed from the wax
lights i'll the chandelier. Two fair hands
were placed in those of Cleveland, and tho
look which accompanied went back to the
happy morning on the old briggs deck, away
off there to sea-
"oh, monsieur! cannot say how glad
! nm to see you once more! Let me pre-.
sent You to my sister Madam Nathalie De-
londe, and our daughter. Alb, my dear
Captain Blunt! beth your children before
You again, and you have come to take us
| away"
Colonel Lawton, ma chere," said Pirca
And Masdames." said the commodore.
let me also present my nephew, Lieuten-
ant Darcantel, and Mr.. Mouse"
What caused that woman to start, Nc the
girl took the tiny REFER by the hand. md
inipulsively CLASH those white hands to-
gether, whie her heart beat in ycarning
throbs. and her bosom rose and fell like bill
lows by the shore? Why did she then raise
one hand to her fair neck, and as if in a
dream, feel for the golden links of the
chain, with the other hand pressed to her
painting heart for the locket which once re-
posed there? How was it that by a moth
er's instinct, Sine gazed at the youth before
her, and then turned her eyes hopelessly
around in search Of her husband in the
crowd?
yes, matllm. This is mynephew, Henry
Darcantcl"
"Ah. Henri! Excuse me, monsieur. J.
am very glad TO see you!"
| Why, now didtho touch of his hand make
her heart beat faster, and send thrill of
| Joy through he- frame? Only be n little
calm. madam. for while longer, and don't
he sad and ponder I'LL night, just as gond
Jules Piron does hab:tualiy. Wait, Jules
will tell you all he knows when YOU Gre
alone Tonight
The doors the sala were thrown OMEN.
The broad pennant leading with Madam
Rosalie; the military ch,efnn marching be-
side Madam Nathalie, much to the nnimcs-
ity of Paddy Burns. Then Mr.. Mouse con-
veyed mademoiselle. to the infinite disgust
of the commander of the Rosalie, one gun
schooner, formerly the Perdita. But what
made that old negro in spotless white. stand
ing at the door, jerk his head back and
open his great eyes till there was no Hack
left i'll them? And why did lie blnndcr
about the table afterward, and pour wine
over the culonels richly laced coat, while
nnn al no.
ct opposite. That old B,nou, perhaps. did
not like TO see his youn, mistress too much
attended to by every gay scamp who came
near her. Oh, no; of course not. But
then, If that brawny negro in white had
anly known over whose arm and mutilated
hand lie was pouring light wine in his alb
straction he would have cr,mmed that
heavy cut decanter in powdered glass spin.
ters down the chicftan's throat. There
would have been claret of different color
spilled then, quantities of it. You nee,sn't
feel inyour pockets, colonel, or look aroand
the sall to see if perchanco there is gleen
silk rope sqlirming from the ceiling. We
don't keep anv of those pretty things ort at
Escondido. SO 90 on with your dinner,
YOU cold-eyed scoundrcl, and tell all the
lies you can to that lovely woman at your
elbow; howyou wanted to save Bolivar s
life, and it was saved without You. Don't
forget either TO toll how that patriot had
you drummed out of his army, suspect
ing y0u OF having assassinatel tho officer
near YOU in the confusion of battle, and
robbing him of his watch to replace the
one given YOU by the captain general.
Paddy Burns is watching You, Colonel
| Lawton, and that whole .souled little Irish
man is not the man to be trifled with. Now
remove the covers. But take care, Banou.
You nearly twich off the military ,eutlc-
mans hair. Tom Stewart saw it, aud he
noticed, too,a small red seam like the
track Of n musket ball-honorable wound,
no doubt under Your black glossy
The party Of ladies' rose from tile table
and leaving the men-all except the captain
of the Rosalie and Mr.. Mouse who would
have remained had lie not seen u shake of
the broad remnants finger-went into the
saloon. Then there was abrlliant prelude
on the piano. touch of guit..r by strong
er fingers, an air from an opera, cong or
two, much conyersation-while REFER
Mouse slept on the sofa-nnd coffee. Then
it was late, every one was fatigned bon
soirs was said, and the party-co5:ee and
all-sepam.ed,
CHAPTER XXXvI.
TRUTH AND TERROR.
In n great square room, standing, rs us,is
! nj on cocoa-nnt stills. which had ones been
| used fora billiard room, were half % dozen
iron framed cots ranged along the walls, and
! where some of the Esconiido's guests
wero fO bivounc