Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1894-04-06
HIS GLASS EYE.

together charming.
Last evening for the first time we walk
ed in the winding alley of the park. The
straight avenue which stretched itself I'M
der the windows of the house had been ur-
til now the orly witness to our condolences.
loved dearly this avenue, with its great
oak trees placed at regular distances apart,
the benches for talking quite at ones ease,
the green grass all around and beyond.
When one wandered off bit, the huge
window panes seemed by the light of the
setting sun great wide open eyes all smil-
ing at our happiness.
"Walk along the avenue with M. de Va
lente, Angelo" my mother had said to me
at the beginning Of our engagement. "The
alleys Of the park are altogether too damp"
And walked along the avenue, gently
resisting Raoul--he was named Raoul-
who appeared to have, do not know why,
marked preference for the covered alleys.
"Mamma says the alleys are damp.
Had we not better remain herey"
That evening, however, my head was
turned, and something tugged at my heart
strings-he was to leave the next day to
hunt up some paper necessary for our mar
riage.
Eight days without seeing him! How
could live? And he, taking advantage ct
my trouble, made me turn into the damp
alley, which, by the way, in spite of its
bad reputation, seemed ~ mo &c dry as
possible
"My Angelo, you are not going to for
get me during these eight days?"
Forget you'll Ahr
x,,o,,IfJ hova 1;f<a1 INV hople to FOL 10
heaven as witness that such thing could
never happen If he had not held them
tightly clasped in his own. It is not my
habit to lose myself in sentimental protes-
tations-my vivacity forbids it-and this
time not more than at others did play
my nature false.
"Raoul, you love me, do you not9 Well,
then wish to tell you all my faults. l
shall be more tranquil If you know them
beforehand You would see them sooner
or later, SO listen. l am very willful. l
will not yield to you-you may as well
make up your mind to It, Then am quick
as gunpowder. l stamp my foot, scream,
/ even cry at times. Happily all this pass"s
quickly. Besides that, am a coquet
like all women. You will not be jealous,
Ihope. And then, what else? I can't quite
tell-a little gormand at times, not wicked,
not deceitful-I find nothing else. e
much, then, for the moral side. As for Il"
physical, what can l have wrong there
You must know that also. All, one of u
finger nails is not quite the same as the
others-look, but it seems to me that isn't
too ugly"
And releasing my hand showed him
little pink nail, little squarer than the
others, very innocent eccentricity of na-
ture. Raoul laughed and wanted to kiss
it, but I drew away my hand.
III have also lost wisdom tooth, which
is lost forever, alas, SO can never be alto
gether wise. They took it out because it
came too soon. Now, sir, 1t is your turn.
Confess yourself"
Raoul, visibly embarrassed, remained 81
lent.
"Go on. Have bit Of courage You
may be quite easy. shall not scold. l
do not know your faults, but it is quite
certain you have some. In the first place,
you are nearsighted, for you wear mon
ocle instead Of an eyeglass, with which, 1t
seems to me. you would see much better.
Mamma say that glass causes you to
make such fearful faces, but don It think
so. You please me as you are. However,
take out the glass 80 that can see how
YOU look when your face isn't crooked"
had seized with little, gentle gesture
the string Of the monocle, when Raoul
stopped my hand.
mo, my little Angelo, leave it there.
Without it ,hould no longer see you. l
am nearsigf +ed-very nearsighted, 1t is
true, and want to see you, Angelo, for
you are the Joy Of my eyes"
Then, before even had time to think,
he had taken me, drawn me to him and
covered my eyes and my hair with kisses.
"Raoul, how naughty of you'll Enough
of that, If you pleaseP'
"Why naughty Are you not my fiancee,
my darling little wifes''
"When am your wife, it will be quite
different. Let me go. will not remain
hcre--it is too dark under these trees"
had succeeded in releasing myself and
holding down my hair, which under those
soft kisses was flying in all directions es
IL charged with electricity. escaped by
running to the avenue. There was no Ion
ger any question of making Raoul confess.
Blushing violently, Twas thinking Of quite
different matters.
The next day he was gone. What a
frightful moment his departure wher
standing on the front steps had turne'
away my head so as not to see Joannes
gather up the reins, the horses pull togetL-
er, the victoria sway-in word, so as not
to see they were taking him away from me-
Papa had gone with him to the station,
while mamma and breakfasted together
It was dismal In the extreme.
Mamma ate az usual, which couldn't
understand. As for myself, ate only