Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1893-06-10

shoes of embroidered deerskin and Il era
vat of fine linen.
Chonita. in white gown. pale green
reboso about her shoulders, her arms
crossed. her head thoughtfully bent for
ward, walked slowly up and down be-
fore him.
"Holy Godr' cried the old man, pound
ing the floor with his stick. That they
have dared to arrest my son-the son of
Guillermo Iturbi Moncada! That Al
varado. my friend and thy host. should
have permitted itr'
"Do not blame Alvarado, my father.
Remember, he must listen to the de-
partmental junta. and this is their
work" Fool that ann she added to
herself, ''why do not tell who alone is
to blame? But need no one to help me
hate him.
"Is it true that this Estenega of whom
hear so much is ii member of the
junta?"
1T may be-"
IF so. it is he. he alone. who has
brought dishonor upon my house. Again
they have conquered
This Estenega met-and who was
compadre with me for the baby-is very
young, my father If it be he who is
member of the junta, he could hardly
rule such men as Alvarado, ,Jimeno and
Castro saw no other Estenega."
True! must have other enemies in
the north; but | had not known of it.
But they shall learn of my power in the
south Don Juan dc la Borrasca went
today to Los Angeles with bushel of
gold to bail my son. and both will be
with us the day after tomorrow. A
curse upon Carillo-but will speak of
it no more. Tell me, my daughter-God
of my soul. but am glad to have thee
back!-what thoughtest thou Of this son
of the Estenegas? Is it Ramon, Este
ban or Diego? | have seen none of them
since they We're little ones.
remember Diego well. He had light
ming in his little tongue and the devil Ill
his brain. liked him, although he was
the son of my enemy. and if he had been
an Iturbi Moncada | would have made
great man Of him. Aye, but he was
quick One day in Monterey he got
under my feet and fell fiat, much i'm
periling my dignity. for it was on AL
varado street. and was member of
the territorial deputation. | could have
beaten him. ! was so angry, but he
scrambled to his little feet. and helping
me to mine. he said, whilst dodgiug my
stick. Be not angry, 'senor. gave my
promise to the earth that thou shouldst
. l.. III fh,, oil
that she should not embrace thee for
ninety years to come. What could /
do? gave him cake Thou sInilest,
my daughter: but thou wilt not COM
mend the enemy of thy house. No? All,
well, we grow less bitter rs we grow old,
and although hated his father liked
/ Diego
Again remember was in Monterey.
and he was there; his father and | were
both members of the deputation. Caram-
ba! what hot words passed between us!
But was thinking of Diego. took a
volume of Shakespeare from him one
day Thou art too young to read such
books | said. A baby reading what
the good priests allow not men to
read have not read this hereto book
of plays. and yet thou dost lie there on
thy stomach and drink in its wicked
ness. 1t is true ho said, and how his
steel eyes did flash. but when am as
old as You. senior, my stomach will be
fiat and my head will be big. Thou art
the enemy of my father, but--hast thou
noticed?-thy stomach is bigger than his,
and he has conquered thee in speech and
in politics more times than thou hast
found vengeance for. Aye-and thy
ranchos have richer soil and many more
cattle, but he has II library, Don Gull
lermo. and thou hast not | spanked
him then and there, but | never forgot
what he said and thou hast read what
thou listed. would not that the chill
dren of Alexandra Estenega should know
more than those Of Guillermo Iturbi
Moncada."
Thou hast cause to be proud of Rel
naldo. for he sparkles like the spray of
fountain. and words to him are like a
shower of leaves in autumn. And yet
and yet" she added with angry candor,
''he has not brain like Diego Estenega.
He is not Il man, but u devil"
"A good brain has always devil at
the wheel; sharp eyes have sharper nerves
behind, and lightning from a big soul
flashes fear into little one. Diego is
not devil. | remember once had a
headache and lie bathed my head, and
the water ran down my neck and gave
me a cold which put me to bed for a
week, but he is the devils godson, and
were he not the son of my enemy should
love him. His father was cruel and
vicious, bat smart. holy Mary! Diego
has his brain. but he has. too. the kind
heart and gentle manner-aye. holy God!
But come. come: here are the horses.
Cali Prudencia. and we will 20 to the
bark and see what the good captain has
brought to tempt us"
Four horses led by vaqueros had en-
tered the courtyard.
"PIudencia." called Chonita.
A door opened, and Il girl of small fig
ure, with solemn dark eyes and cream