Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1891-11-28

one night when had been out rather
later than was good for me at one of
the Bodegas, where the sparkling
champagne OF Cuba-which is not
champagne at all-was drunk by the
bowlful. had no idea what time it
was, and asked the first man met
"a young Cuban IL picturesquegarb
what hour it was He turned to-
ward the magnificent constellation OF
stars unknown to northern latitudes
and said politely in very fair English:
1t is my great pleasure to INFORM
the senior that the southern cross be-
gins to unbend it's many lights. Mid
night is past, senior"
In that tropical CLINE it is light all
night when the sky was clear. Icould
discern the features OF the fellow, and
saw that be was OF the Andalusian
type. He wore a red jacket, and a
striped shirt, and around his waist n
loose sash Of red silk, Untrue matador
style His hat was a sombrero and
hung iauntily on his head. His full
round throat was muscular and hand
some as girls. He was smoking a
big thick cigar.
He walked with me to the home Of
my host and told me where | would
find him next day | was interested
in him as product OF an interesting
country and called the next day ut
the number he gave me, and found it
was cigarette shop on the Gale de
Mercadores.
There was no man in the shop, but
very pretty Castilian girl waited on
me, and at once began to discuss the
merits OF her wares in order TO pro
long the interview before | asked for
my new acquaintance, whom pre-
sumed to be her husband.
But had scarcely given her an
admiring look before party OF uni
formed soldiers dashed into the place
and commanded the young lady TO 60
with them.
by whose order% she asked, white
and trembling.
by order Of Excelenzia the Cover
nor General OF Cuba"
They read a paper in which the or
der was given in official language and
the young girl said calmly: II will 90
with you to the palace, since Excelen-
zia commands it.
Then she went to the door OF rear
apartment and called loudly: Pedro
/ Pedro"
"At your feet, sonora, called gay
voice, and Pedro, dressed now as q
workman, appeared from the back
shop and looked greatly surprised at
the sight OF the soldiers.
The two whispered together and
Pedro accompanied her to carriage
which stood III waiting, the soldiers
mounted guard, and it rolled away in
the direction OF the palace.
Pedro began to take of his work
mans blouse, which he replaced with
his nobby jacket.
Senior" he asked, will you stay
here while / run to the palace to see
that all is right? Miralada is my be-
trothed. We are to go to the priest
next month. Her mother has gone TO
the chapel She will come in soon.
Bueno Dios, protect us alll'
He was gone and | wondered what
! ] would do il any customer dropped
| in, but he was back raving like mad
man. before one came.
"She il not therei Santa Maria! It
is the count-the count has carried
her OIL
1t was true. The prettiest girl in
Havana, and one whom everybody
| loved and respected, had been carried
of by titled reprobate who had
tried in vain to corrupt her innocent
heart. and now sent his creatures dis
guised as soldiers OF the Cuban army
| to abduct her.
That very night a servant told me
that a priest wished to see me on bus.
mess OF Importance. ! went into the
room where he was waiting and saw a
dignified father of the church strang.
er to me.
II have seen her." lie said, and
, then / knew it was Pedro; "she is in
the castle of Count Almonte, but he
has treated her like queen. Ii he had