St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1894-04-22


least. This Is a time when you need all your
senses about you. You cannot afford to get
excited. for we are on the eve of coup
which is bound to be successful. But, though
all our plans are as perfectly laid as human
ingenuity can DEVISE the least slip at this
time, might defeat everything. My advice to
you is to remain here. Let the commodore
so to Buera Vista and see his nephew and
your daughter. The affection which they
entertain for each other will soon engross
the old sailors thoughts, and he will forget
why he sent the young man to this COAST
'Your advice is very good, French said
the colonel, rising hurriedly, sbut it will not
do to follow it. I must go to Buena Vista at
once, and be there when he comes. He is
now at the Palace Hotel, and to avoid the
possibility OF a meeting and the consequent
recognition, shall not return there"
sit is not necessary that you should
do So" said French, 'for 1 can easily settle
your bill, and send man for your bag
gage"
Yes, send man for my valise; but, as to
my bill, you forget that keep room in the
Palace by the year, and settle once quarter.
That is all. Telephone for my team, and
send man for my baggage. shall probably
be at Buena Vista by dark. If anything new
transpires you know now to connect with
me. Keep me informed of every detail
Send a man to watch the sailor. Do not let
him get out of his sight, and if he receives
visitors, or pays visit, report the fact at
once"
French made minute of these directions,
and, within half an hour, Colonel Morton.
behind one of the many fast teams, OF which
he was SO proud, was being whirled south to
Buena Vista.
The sun was setting, canopied by lurid
clouds, that turned the placid waters of the
Pacific TO sanguinary hue, when the pant
ing team was halted at the lodge gate, at the
entrance to the grounds.
Pedro, the man in charge, was in the act of
opening the gate, to let the team pass
through, when Inez, the woman so frequently
referred to in this narrative, sprang out,
from behind one of the gate posts, and seized
the horses.
An expression of mingled anger and anxiety
purpled the colonel's face, and made his eve
lids tremble.
"Woman~ he shouted, "release those
| horses r'
On the instant she dropped her hold on
the bride, and came to the side of the light
buggy. Throwing back her long black hair.
and leaning over the wheel, she Missed:
sYesl You monster! 1 will release the
horses, but shall never release your' She
| drew back the ragged sleeves from her long,
gaunt arms till her extended fingers re-
sembied the talons of fierce eagle, while
ha ua1 ho1,
house, and you have denied me; I have
followed you on your grounds and you have
avoided me; but you cannot scare me off.
dream of you! dream oy night that see
you dying. I think by day of killing you,
and, now that you are before me, my hands
| are thirsting for your blood. When see
| you dead at my feet then the storm will be
passed, and I shall be ready for the calm of
| the grave to which you consigned me years
| ago.
Pedro, the gate-keeper, and the woman's
brother, came to her side and releasing her
hold on the wheel he said in Spanish and with
| gentleness of manner that did not at ell
| please his employer:
| 'Please, my sister, go to our home and
rest, and shall see you tonight"
Yielding to his request rather than to the
| gentle force he employed, the woman released
| her hold on the wheel, and shouted after the
| colonel, as he whipped up the horses:
| crest! rest rest there is no rest for me;
and by the Holy Virgin, there will be no rest
| for you until justice Is DONE"
Colonel Morton had telegraphed his COM
| ing, and as consequence half dozen stable
| men were ready to take his horses the
| instant he refined in before the cataract of
steps leading up to the white piazzas. He
| sprang from the vehicle, and ignoring the
servants who bowed obsequiously before
him, without removing his hat or his coat,
he entered the private Office and dashed up
the circular stairs leading to the telegraph
tower.
| ''fou are in time, sir. said Fred, the opera
tor, as he looked up from the instrument to
] his employer.
"Whats new?" demanded the colonel.
| Nothing of special Importance, SIR" was
the response; "here are the last kilograms
from Frisco. AS usual, have kept careful
copy of them"
| At that instant the click of the instrument
became so rapid and furious as to startle even
the man whose duty it was to translate its
| raps.
| 'Well, what is it?' asked the colonel,
"Mr. French, sir, is at the other end of
the line" said Fred, as he went on writing
the message.
"What has he to say2"
The young man waited for fully two min
utes, then changed the switchboard, and
looking up, said:
! "Mr. French is informed that Commodore
West has visitors"
"Ask French to be explicit" said the COM
modore, impatiently.
The operator sent the message, and within
few minutes the reply came back.
Judge Davidson was one, the other we do
not know. a messenger called at the hotel
| just at dusk, and was informed that Commo-
dore West was engaged. The name Of the
visitor could not be learned, but will keep a
lookout. Has this Lord Pelham returned
yet?'
lord Pelham!" cried the colonel, ssI'd
forgotten all about the fellow. Let me see,
Fred, he went to Monterrey
eyes, sir, and has not yet returned"
"Very well, tell French that. I must
change my things and have dinner, meantime
call me if anything of Importance comes
from Frisco"
"All right, sir" responded the operator.
| Colonel Morton hesitated as if he were try