Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1894-10-10

will be proftless. do not trust that wo-
man. Faithless In all, without doubt she
betrays us. Still at the worst you have
the sword and can use it.
"1t matters little" answered "Our
plight cannot be worse than 1t is now.
Lifc has no greater evils than torment and
death, and they are with us already. I"
Then sat upon the stool, and my arms
being left sound and strong hacked with
the sharp sword at the wooden bars OF the
window, severing them one BY one TILL
there was space big enough for us to
creep through This being done and no
one having appeared to disturb us, Otomte
clad me In the clothes Of a Spanish sol
dier which Marina had brought, for I
could not dress myself. What I suffered
In the donning Of those garments and
more especially In pulling Of the long boot
on to my burned foot can never be told,
but more than once I stopped, pondertnng
whether 1t would not be better to die rath-
er than to endure suoh agonies- At last
it was done, end Otomie must put on the
red and yellow robe, garb Of shame such
as many an honest Indian woman would
die sooner than be seen In, and I think
that as she did this her agony was greater
than mine, though Of another sort, for to
her proud heart that dress was very shirt
of Nessus. Presently she was Glad and
minced before me with q savage mockery,
saying: ..,
;Prithee, soldier, do 7 look my partf
"a peace to such fooling," answered.
sour lives are at stake How does 1t mat
10, bc,xr, 6}ce1,fco of1rca1VnRf
s'It matters much, husband, but how
can you understand, who are man and
foreignerf Now I will Chamber through
the window, and you must follow me II
you can. IF not 7 will return to you, and
we will end this masquerade. ;"
Then she passed through the hole swift
", for Otomie was agile and strong as an
oce1ot, and mounting the stool made
shift to follow her as well as my hurts
would allow. In the end was able to
throw myself upon the sill of the window,
and there was stretched out like dead
cat till she drew me across 1t, and l fell
with her to the ground on the farther side
and lay groaning She lifted me to my
feet, or rather to my foot, for could use
but one of them, and we stared round us.
No one was to be seen, and the sound OF
revelry had died away, for the crest Of Po-
DO was already red with the sunlight and
the dawn grew in the valley.
"Where to-" said.
Now, Otomie had been allowed to walk
in the camp with her sister, the wife OF
Guatemoc, and other Aztec ladies, and
she had this gift in common with most
Indians-that where she had once passed
there she could pass again, even In the
darkest night
ITO the south gate" sho whispered
"Perhaps 1t is unguarded now that the
war is done. At the least, know the road
thither."
So we started, leaning on her shoulder
and hopping on my right foot, and thus
very painfully we trayersed some 300 yards,
meeting nobody. But now our good luok
failed us, for passing round the corner OF
some buildings we came face to face with
three soldiers returning to their huts from
midnight revel and with them some ma
tive servants.
"Whom have we hereS" said the first OF
these. 'Yonr name comrade."
"Good night, brother, good night" I
answered in Spanish, speaking with tho
thick voice of drunkenness.
'sGood morning, you mean," he said,
for the dawn was breaking. Your manner
I don't know your face, though 1t seems
that you have been In the wars" And he
laughed
''You mustn't ask comrade his name, !"
! said solemnly and swinging to and fro.
"The captain might send for me- and he's
8 temperate man. Your arm, girl Ii is
time to 90 to sleep The sun SETS
They laughed, but one Of them address
cd Otomie, saying:
Leave the sot, my pretty, and come
and walk with u.s." And he caught her
by the arm. But she turned Oh him with
30 fierce o look that ho let her go again,
astonished, and we staggered on till the
corner Of another house hid Us from their
view. Here I sank to tho ground over
come with pain, for while the soldiers were
in sight was obliged to use my wounded
foot lest they should suspect. But Oto-
mie pulled me up, saying:
'Alas, beloved, we must pass ON or per
ish."
rose, groaning, and by what efforts I
reached the south gate cannot describe,
though thought that must die before I
came there. At last it was before US, and,
as chance would have 1t, the Spanish
guard were asleep in the guardhousa
Three Tlascalans only were crouohed over
9 little fire, their serapes or blankets about
their beads, for tho dawn was chilly.
aopen the gates dogst' 7 said In q
proud voice
Seeing a Spanish soldier, one Of them
pose 10 obey, then paused and said,
"Why ard BY whose orders'"
] could not $50 she mans face because
Of the blanket but his voice sounded fa-
miiar to me, and I grew afraid Still
must speak
"Why' Because am drunk and wish
30 lie without till grow sober. By whose
orders, By mine. am an of1cet Of the
day, and II you disobey III have you fog
ged till you never ask another question F"
''Shan call the Teules withinr" said
tie man sulkily to his companion.
"No," he answered "The Lord Sarce-
da Is weary and gave orders that he should
not be awakened without good cs1sa
Keep them in or let them through, as you
will, but do not wake him"
I trembled in every limb. Do Garcia
was in the guardhouse! What If he awe kee
What If he came out and SOW meS Msre,
now I guessed whose. .voico it was thss
knew again. 1t was that Of one of tlose
Tlascalans who had aided In tormenting
me. What If he should SEQ my faceS He
could scarcely fail to know that on whsoh
he had left his mark so recently. was
dumb with fear and could say nothing,
and had it not been for the wit Of Oto1lie
there my story would have ended. But
now she played her part and played y well,
plying tho man with the coarse rail!eny o6
the camp till at length she put HIN tn
good humor, and he opened the gatA bid
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