Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1894-08-14
JUlA'S SLlYEY.

went homo again at the ond OF a week
weary Of their useless task-
The good padre, who buried the mur
dered man out In tho desolate gravoyart
bf sand and cactus, whore the sun was 81
hot IL cracked oil the wooden crosses, sale
prayer that che villain might DO brought
to justice But he had little hope that b,
would be-
He has disappeared 30 completely tn,
devil must be protecting him, said tn,
old women as they fled out through a
broken space In the crumbling wall that
did duty AZ a gate. Poor old Juan Is dead
and he who murdered him Is enjoying The
blood stained gold he took from his pook'
cts, " Is what they thought as they slowly
walked home after the last sad words had
been said. They passed the house where
the dead man bad lived for 30 many years
and shuddored when they saw the dark
spot on the ground--stained with the
blood Of Juan that flowed from the ghast-
iy knife wound In his back.
Far away from Ortiz, In O beautiful VIII
lage Of the Sicrre Madra young man had
boen trying for weeks 10 forget something
trying 20 convince himself that no had
not committed great crimo.
He had plenty Of gold and the love OF q
beautiful maiden II he could only forget
yes, forget that he had killed his father.
He could forgot II IL was not for that
strange whirrlnR sound like tho Tapping
OF wings that constantly haunted him.
He first heard IL Just as he struck tbs fatal
blow, and since then 10 has mover erased
day or night
And, If it was not, why should Leonard
-. - "a k...w h. k..1
faced wild beasts and fought Indiansi
But no turned over In bed and pulled the
clothes over bis head to keep away the
bound-that awful sound that first whir-
rod like "a flock Of pigeons and then died
away Like an infants wall
"t'm sure 10 has nothing 20 do with the
killing Of tho old man." said Leonard to
himself, but somehow tho whole scone
would come up before him. Again no was
riding along the road TO eco the father he
bad deserted years ago. He was not going
because no wanted TO soc tho good old man.,
but because he wanted money. Money
he must hevo no any cost 10 was long
past midnight when he knocked at the
door and his father came out % greet him.
His father was glad 10 see bim, Leonard
remembers distinctly, and when no asked
lOE DlOIitg bpbh ONAN bhH hAAh BnNp iAAA1 %
good quantity Of gold. But 10 was nos
enough--ho must have II all 1t was such
an easy thing 30 do. Only o thrust with
the knife as the old man turned TO go
book into the house after bidding him
farewell and the gold was his. But what
was that whirring soundf The village
was in darkness, but IL followed him as
nc sped down tho street 10 his horse and
4 -. q
farther and farther hwsy from his crime.
No, he never got away from 10. The sound
was always with him.
Ughi There 10 was again, and Leonard
pulled the blankets over his hoad.
Morning came. But the whirring sound
came with II. AT night 1t was nearer than
IN the daytime, but 10 never ceased.
II won't pay any attention 20 IL today"
said Leonard 10 himself as he went for
his breakfast II am sure IL is nothing
and has nothing TO do with mo"
10 was a beautiful day, and the sun had
poarly reached the zenith. Leonard threw
himself down on tho ground In the shade
OF troo 10 got little sleep that he had
been deprived OF In the night. but had
sc9rcely closed his eye-
"Whir-Aap, hap-whir"
ugh"
''Whir. Flap"
Leonard felt cold breeze fan his check
ns no jumped to his feet, but there was
nothing near him. Ho was alone.
BY night Leonard's brain was In q
whirl The sound was everywhere. Suro-
ly it was his fathers ghost. Angels had
wings, and the old mans spirit must DO
passing through the room.
"Whir, whir."
Let mo out Of this. don't want tho
gold, and Leonard flung the bag Of yol-
low coin out OF tho window. Over the hills
bnd mountains he sped, no knew not
where. But the sound was with him.
Again he was In the street before his
fathers house Oh, II the old man were
only alive, he could surely prevent the ter
tible soundl
Somebody was coming, but Leonard hid
tn q shadow until they passed. Amy.
how they don't know did it." he thought.
"Wbir, whir-nap, flap"
This time 10 was closer than it had been
before Surely that was dark form fly
Ing through the air. I'm not bit fright
tned, the murderer thought, trembling
IN every limb. The dark form In the air
drew nearer and nearer, and tho Tapping,
whirring sound was fast and furious.
Keep away, flendsr' yelled Leonard, and
ho thought he saw dark, wicked form,
with cloven foot and opiked tail. He COW
cred his face with his hands and screamed
IN agony. The dark form camo nearer.
"Mercy, mercyl" no howlod. Awful
forms Of darkness, keep awayl 10 was not
J who killed HIM" The tapping and
whirring were close TO him, and Leonard
could sc a pair of dark wings spread as II
20 Unfold him. He struck out with his
hand and struggled wildly, but the wings
came closer and closer. He felt claws
scratching his face and heard wings beat
Ing tho air. Surely tho devil had him.
A pain shot through his eyes, every
thing grew black, and 10 seemed rs II the
hames Of hell were seething around him.
lie ceased struggling, fell to the ground
and lay still In death. The next morning
the people Of Ortiz found him lying In the
pane spot where his fathers dead body
had been discovered. The people were al.
most crazy with fear. The old padre shook
bis head and crossed himself. II was while
they were carrying tho body Into tho house
that old Manuel noticed poor murdered
Juhn's pct black eagle, that had been miss
Ing since be was killed, sitting on q wall
near by. His feathers were torn and rag
| god, and he seemed interested In what was
going on. But Of course the eagle had
hOthing 30 do with tho death OF Leonard--
ne leaat thai Is xvhaf tho f,adna aaid San