The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1894-11-07

ors. The wealthiest and most aristo-
cratic men in all the country came to
sue for her hand, many of them from
far-oif California, and some, it is said,
came even from Spain. But the Indy
Ysabel would have none of them. She
loved her pony, and her dogs and
birds, and her people but man, no.
One after another came, but she turn
ed them all away. SO, after few
years the old Don became tired of
what he called her foolshness, and
swore she should marry, and.at once,
a man whom he had selected for her.
"This grieved the Lady Ysabel very
much; for not only did she not love
any of those who had offered them
selves to her, but her heart was already
given given to one of her fathers
poems, young man named jose,
whom she had helped nurse through
terrible illness. Him she used TO
meet by stealth, nearly every night,
unbeknown to any but themselves
But, one night, when the Lady
Ysabe's wedding day was near ut
hand, she and her lover were seen to-
gether, and the story came to the ears
of the old Don.
"He started to find them, swearing
to kill them both; but they had been
warned, and had ,ken two of the fleet
est horses in the stables and fled.
With mad haste the Don saddled his
white stallion and pursued them.
They had taken their way over the
hills, blindly, but some instinct led
the Don to follow the direction they
had taken, and in short time he had
them in sight, riding over the plateau
beyond the canon there.
When the lovers saw they we're pur-
sued, they put their jaded horses to
their highest speed, hoping to escape;
but soon they found it was too late,
and ns the old Don, with terrible
curses, pressed them closely, they
leaped to the ground, ran to the edge
of the cliff, and, clasped in each
others arms, sprang into eternity to-
gether!
"And the Don? For days he ravcd
like mailman, and seemed to know
no one. Then he became quieter, and
they thought he would be himself
again. But, one moonlight night,
they missed him, and several set out
to seek him. He was riding up and
down the edge of the cliff, yonder,
raving and blaspheming terribly, and
none of those who had come to find
him dared approach. For hours he
raved; then, just as the moon came
from behind II cloud, they saw him
ride back from the cliff IA little dis
tance. Then he wheeled sharply, and,
shouting, Now, my friend, both to-
getherl' he rode full speed at the
precipice. But at the edge the white
stallion halted suddenly, and the Don
went over alone. In mid-air he shook
his fist and hurled curse at the friend
who had deserted him at the last min
ute; and then and there the great
white stallion turned to stone There
he stands, Senor-you can see him
plainly, now-still looking over the
precipice 1t is from him that the
cliff and the canon get their name.
"And it is said by the superstitious,
Senor," continued Pablo, drawing
closer to the fire, and shuddering
slightly, "that on the anniversary of
old Don Fernando's death, and on
Lady Ysabel's saints day, the ghosts
of Lady Ysabel and Jose ride forth on
the plateau, and that of the old Don
pursues them, riding the white stall
lion, which leaves its station at such
times. And-oh, Senior, for the love
of God, look -
Startled, looked across the canon.
The rock which appeared so very like
II white horse seemed TO vanish, as
though in mist. Then there were u
series of blood curdling shrieks and
curses, and, flying along the edge of
the cliff, rode three persons on horse
back and one, behind the others,
rode great white horse
1t was only moment, and then the
drunken cowboys passed out of SIGHT.