The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1894-12-18

with the little daughters at his side. stop
ping again and again TO pat their curly
heads. or sitting in one of the big chairs
hugging and kissing them as they snug
gled close to his bosom. Yesterday, surely,
he was not the daring warrior, the deter
mined revolutionist who is soon to de-
scend with sword In hand upon those who
busted him. No; he was simply the fond
father. happy in the restoration of his
beautiful little ones.
Their arrival yesterday was a surprise
to General Ezeta. He knew they were on
the SaE Jose, but had not expected that
steamer in until this morning. Conse-
auently he was not at the wharf to receive
them. but arrived in time to take a seat in
their carriage and to smother them with
his kisses as they were driven uptown.
But few of the louugers around the
docks were aware that they were gazing
on such toddling great ladies as the little
ones in gray travelling dresses, and big
white hats were carried down the gang
plank and placed in a carriage. No one
suspected that the daughters OF a man
who may again rule millions had set foot
In San Francisco. That didn't alter the
fact any that they had and that their eyes
were opened wide in wonder at the great
city stretching out before them for the first
time.
Accompanying the two daughters of Gen.
eral Ezeta were Sonora Josefa Arce de
Garcia. their grandm other; her son Luis
Garcia, and Sonora Dolores de Quiroga, as
companion.
From the day the party boarded the San
Jose at Libertad until it reached San
Francisco The weather was at Its best and
the voyage was most pleasant one. Cap
tain Russell kept watchful eye on the
comfort Of all, especially the little ones,
who charmed all on board with their bright
ways and the delight they manifested at
life on the ocean wave. Not once did they
have the least touch of indisposition. being
merry as larks all the way.
And at the hotel In the afternoon, when
the photographer was admitted to photo
the mysterious black box on the spidery
tripod. Mercedes. the elder. 5 years old,
as becomes the daughter of a Ter who
fears naught, conquered any qualms she
might at first have felt at the sight OF the
camera and bravely took her stand against
the arm of big chair in front Of the lens.
The gray light from the watery sun played
in through the windows on her pretty
face, showing the faintest rose tint in her
cheeks under the smooth white skin.
Little Otilia. who has just touched three,
was somewhat more timid aud chung to her
grandmother in some trepidation, but was
finally persuaded to take a seat beside her
sister for a picture. She soon forgot her
aversion and played gayly with golden
apple as the preparations for taking the
photograph were being made. Then, like
true soldier, she Strengthened up at the
word Of command from her father and the
first photograph in the United States of
these little bellies of Central America wac
taken.
The little girls are really beautiful and
look very much alike. Their eyes are
great large orbs of tender, flashing brown.
Their maiden locks are not of the raven
hue SO common to the beauties to the
southwark. It is Furnished bronze. with
the most cunning crinkle to it that seems
to take and reflect the light from all direc-
tons. They are, indeedy beauties and will
make glorious women IN few mort years.
Until snch time as General Ezeta is ready
to depart for Salvador to recoup his fallen
fortunes. the children will remain with
him at the California Hotel. At that time,
which will not be for month yet. they
will be placed In charge OF Sonora Alvina,
an old friend of the Ezetas. now residing
in this city, to be educated as becomes
their station. 1t is General EzeJa's inten-
ton. upon which he dwells with pleasure,
to train his daughters as are trained the
daughters OF the United States-tc make
themselves self-reliant. natural, free. So,
after all. the exile Of their father. even if