Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1891-12-22
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SsBY. CHRISTIAN REID
COPYRIGHT BY AMERICAN PRESS ASSOCIATION. 1891
above its chapel pointing heavenward.
At turn of the road where he knew
that the last glimpse was to be had he
paused and took off his hat, in final sal
utation to all that had been revealed to
him there-the boundless hospitality and
charity, the kind and useful lives, the
widely diffused circle of good, the sim
plicity, the gentleness and the happiness
which formed golden atmosphere about
the spot.
The third day after this found him
entering the City of Mexico again, and
hardly able to believe the evidence of the
calendar thatit had been little more than
a month since he had left it to seek tie
Buena Esperanza. Although by no means
sure how far Morell had been engaged in
the business schemes of the redoubtable
Fernandez, he had telegraphed him from
Guadalajara requesting him to look at
the hotels for Mrs. Derwent, and If she
had arrived to keep her in the city. He
was not very much surprised, therefore,
to find Morell awaiting him at the sta
ton.
Has my mother Gomez was his first
question.
Yes; she arrived yesterday" Morell
answered, land had only been here an
hour or two when | received your dis
patch and looked her up. She was very
anxious about you and much relieved to
hear that you were on the way to meet
her But, my dear fellow, what can
say for myself? Hardly know how to
express my regret that such an accident
should have befallen you-something no
one could possibly have foreseen.
UNLESS it was your friend, Senior Fer
nandez," said Derwent dryly. He not
| only foresaw, but planned the whole
thing and had it executed
"Derwentr MoTell exclaimed He stop
ped-for they were walking together
| down the long platform-and looked at
the other as if doubtful whether he had
heard him Alright. "What do you meanT
he asked That is q very grave accusa-
| ton"
ut is plain statement of a fact" re-
piled Derwent THE assassin came to
| finish his work, but was, fortunately
| shot before he could do so. He lived long
enough to tell the whole story however"
| And then he related it briefly.
There could be no doubt that Morell
was deeply and terribly shocked. 81
knew that he was slippery-very slippery
and l suspected that he was a scoun-
| drel," he said, abiding to Fernandez,
"but l never could have imagined him
capable of such dastardly villainy as this.
| He wrote me that Barrera was certainly
accOunta BILE for the crime"
ITO fasten it on Barrera was his chief
object" said Derwent. "By the bye, do
you know how he obtained the bond to
that miner
Morell had the grace to blush. II do
not know exactly" he replied; but
suspect it was in very INSCRIPTIONS
manner. He told me that he could bring
| political pressure to bear | suppose
| you think that ought not to have sane
toned anything of the kind. But our
bargain was that he was to get the mines
and was to sell them. had no bust
ness to interfere with his manner of get
ting them.
1.-THE receiver of stolen goods might
say as much" observed Derwent, with
scorn. "a man of honor does not wish
to profit by dishonesty in any form.
tell you frankly that there is not silver
enough in all Mexico to tempt me tc
touch mine with a title acquired as
that of the Buena Esperanza was"
81 hope you do not think that | shall
touch it further" said Morell Hence.
forth shall wash my hands Of Senol
Fernandez. might endure cheating
but attempted assassination is a little
too much. Here is carriage. You car
drop me at San Francisco street, and yoJ
will find your people at the Hotel de
Jardin."
Eat least the shooting did you ont
good turn" he added, as they rolled GU
of the station gates; lit domesticateC
r you in the hacienda of the Ornonds.
e said to myself, What luck some fellow
4 haver as soon as heard of it And how
did you like Dona Zarifa on acquaint
ance? Odd, wasn't it, our discussing he
that day in the Alameda"
. "Did we discuss her?' said Derwent
q who had feeling as if the other took al
unwarrantable liberty in even mention
ing her name. II never received create
kindness in my life than from every on
at Mirafores. Don Maurizio picked m
up in the road, you know. He is mag
| ulACenI " pS-SLdllu SelSueuIJ yGL Sill
u pie, cordial, kind beyond belief"
"Oh, no doubt" said Morell Blu
= how about Dona Zarifa? Is she as unar
proachable as she looks? Or could ma
venture to fall in love with her?'
That would depend entirely upon tn
man." replied Derwent. You hav
heard, no doubt, that fools sometime
rush in where angels fear to tread.
hope that am at least not quite foo
- But tell me about my mother How hs
she borne the journey"
He was soon able to answer this que
ton himself. He had hardly entere
r within the gilded iron gates of the Hot
- del Jardin and taken a few steps alon
the wide gallery that runs around tw
sides Of the immense quadrangle whic
incloses the beautiful old garden of tt
monastery of San Francisco, when
- was met by tall young lady with fran
hazel eyes and red brown hair, who u
l L.