The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-05-10

OOES SedteO around the ure AZ fe8peCLlul
distance.
Deferential, but observant, they waited
for their morning meal.
"They have come! Teresa, my sister, be
boy Paoli"
Paoli, flushed with his rapid walk from
Cooroo's, the outer picket, to his paradise,
and bowed low to the lady, the saint of his
worship when awake, the goddess of his
dreams.
ayes, Don Marco, Cooroo is thoroughly
prepared. They win be here this after
noon late, and tomorrow morningl Well,
that you will decide. Here are the pa
Item 1-Oficial documents, and letters
from the governor to local authorities
within the boundaries of New Grenada,
with Enclosures.
Item Notes Of conversation during
thevoyage. Witness, Pope, patron.
Item S-Agreement on stamped paper
between Ignacio Nunez and Pablo Valex
Commonly called Pacho) to be consum-
mated after the marriage of Ignacio NJ
neZ with Teresa Valdez.
Item Agreement in regard to final
by Pablo Valez, ETC., the same child being
his consistado for the sum of 1000 soils,
etc.
The only mishap occurring to the voy-
ayers, Nunez and his worthy uncle, was
after the young Indian passenger had left
them 1T the mouth of the Yao. That night,
while tied up to the bank, q canoe load Of
savages had come upon them and not only
robbed them of the most of their ward
robe, but they found in the morning that
all their letters and papers had been taken.
Uncle Pacho was fun of just indigna.
ton. The alcaldes and governors and all
other officials should be severely dealt
with if they were not speedily found and
restored.
1t was no use to talk to that
patron who sat there shaking his paw,
with the palm upward. What did he
mean by itf Probably he was drunk the
night before. and had but hazy recollec-
ton of the affair, which was precisely the
case with Ignacio and his uncle.
They had hired very intelligent boy
who could speak Spanish. They got him
at a little village on the Yao and from him
found out all about Teresa and her present
abode. The boy could guide them to an
old Portuguese negro by the name of
Cooroo, a wicked old wretch, who would
do anything for money. He lived in the
woods near where Teresa lived. So !!
They were in luck after all, and would
lind this Cooroo and have it out with the
authorities when they got back to the
Orinoco
Little Marco loved old Cooroo. The old
negro had been . faithful servitor in the
house of Valdez since his infancy, like his
father and mother before him, and the
old Moor worshipped his mistress Teresa,
and it was natural that little Marco should
be allowed to spend the afternoon with
Cooroo, who had tame pigeons and rabbits,
and wonderfully intelligent monkey that
could do everything but talk, and where
the dogs were so playful.
So Marco, the younger, spent the after
noon with Cooroo, but he would by no
means be cajoled into talking to the white
men who came there that day, especially
the smallest one, who showed his teeth so
much when he smiled, and the dogs
dropped their tails and erected the hair on
their backs when he tried to coax them.
and Blanco, the monkey, went up in the
tamarind tree and made frightful grimaces
at him when he was not looking, but kept
well behind the trunk of the tree. Young
Marco felt an uncongenial influence in the
air, and climbed into Cooroo's hammock
and went TO sleep. And old Cooroo sat on
the gnarled and PROSTATE trunk of an
ancient fig tree, with the aristocratic Nunex
on one side and the portly Pacho on the
other, and had counted into his wrinkled
paw ten silver dollars for services to be
rendered "Manana."
Itwanted scarce half hour of sunset
that evening when the hired boy of the
Yao village came on the veranda of Ter
esa's house, and with q low bow handed
her note written with pencil; she read
ii and passed it to Marco, who was seated
near.
"Your mother 10 in the kitchen. Jose.
you need not 60 away again tonight
The boy dropped on one knee. rever-
entity kissed her hand, and few moments
after was mimicking "les Grineos. - that
were the guests of Cooroo in the glen. The
note was quite simple:
have got possession OF my boy: If you wish
10 see him come to me 1t once. Yours alvaya
faithful. lGNAcro NuxRz Y
The reply reached him At twilight as the
bats began to circle in the open spaces. a
roseate glow fingered on the western sky.
and the drone of beetles and fash of IRE.
flies heralded the coming of darkness.
Follow the bearer and you will see TERESA.
He, the irresistible, read the dainty miss.
i've by the freight.
Struck her colorsl Cad. Uncle Pacha
the first shot fetched her. Cor OF course
III go. You can go, too. You must go /
Oh, the brat is all right with this old mig
ger. We own him now, body and soul.
But who brought the note? Who am | 10
followf'
you are TO follow mel" came voice
from beyond the low hedgerow of awarfed
lime bushes.
Come on, then, Nunkey. Cad, | knew
I'd bag the game. Now you see, my very