Arizona silver belt., 1893-12-09


 safety for myself, and then l could com plete my work and take pleasure in it. With Under we had brought l lighted a beacon. Each division of the army see ing it would think tho city taken by the other two divisions and advance to give aid.
 This signal given, all was safe, My victim dare not cry out lest the natives be around The beacon was rendered unnotieed to the inhabitants by their nauseous banquet below. No precau- tions reinained-nothing except to com plete my designs. Joyously l tore from his protrGding breast all arnor and coy- ering, seized inc sacriicial knife and raised my arm to strike. The fire of the beacon sputtered upward and cast . glare over his face. My arm paused, the glittering blade fell ringing upon the stone floor, and trembled, powerless- the look was not there, nothing but in- tense anguish. was foiled. had ex. pected that look.
 But he must die. Yes, that was de. cided, No one was near, and why would that look not come? But it must appear, and soon or the Spaniards would find him living. He would tell, and they would kill mo.
 seized the knife once more, though with a weakened grasp, and leaned over him with intent expectation, waiting so inteutly for that look Not happiness alone now, bat life itself was in the bal anee, Neither eould be preserved unless his tongue be silenced Already inc Spaniards must be near the city, yet even with exposure So near l could not kill hun unless that look appear. That , which before wrecked my happiness now longed for to save my life. Would that look never come?
 l now heard the Spaniards entering the city, They must not approach toe near. remembered the gong, the one sounded to arouse the city by the priests iu time of peril l would call the na. tions to arms, andm countIymen would Dc repulsed. seized the huge hamIner, swung it over my head, and frdntically hurled it at the gong, II sounded for miles. The baudret became as silent as its hfeless victims in the caldrons, and then tmault louder than the previous reyelry prevailed as the sayages hurried ly sought for weapons. Now the Span. iards would be repulsed, l hoped. They would not see me in crime. Further than that, of my treason or of my fate afterward, had no thoughts.
 The laundering of the conflict grew plainer and palmer The Mexicans stupelied by drink, fell back and broke into preciwttte retreat, My last bopc was gone; the city was taken The claslI of arms was in my ears, the conquerors were at the temple, upon its stone steps. Another instant they would reach rs. find iae free and him bound. In fem for myself had forgotten him; unaware oF tlie Knife still in my hand, stood looking iu terror to where the Spania'd. must soon appear
 The fire again blazed and caet away the shadows that hid his face. Saved The look was there Why had l noi thought of it before: -5loodshed, battle blOodshed, CT course the look was there It was nothing but a mere express Jn but twas that which brougat his 1eath It was cantcred in the eye, nGre espe cially the left enc, Yes, the.e. there al last was that living picture of the grave Every cord raiiating from the eye-thi left one-was drawn and frightened il agony. There, wLerc the light Hckcred was the film, ot steel blue hue, sucE 8. one sometimes sees enyelopirg the eye oi q cut.
 was calm now. Tfat look was upon his face, and no one to tell the tale Again my arm was raised; again tho knife boyered over hirn. made q stel forward to diirg the blow, but stepped in a siushy pool of blood and fell upon his body. The descending knife by luy weight Buried itself to tho hilt in hi. breast, piercing the heart and forever annihilaGng all looks, ali expressions.
 w'is found lying unconscious in hi, blood, my head having struck the edge of the stone in falling. Through my beacon the city was taken. This service my coWltrymen remembered and forgot the murder