The record-union., 1894-04-14


atlves resignedly resumed their seats.
It'll take more than rubbing to bring
that man to-" snapped out Miss Betsy
Camper, settling herself comfortably in
| her chair.
"Dichrotic pulses don't stop their
double action at the bidding of silly
BRIDES voice." insisted Hetty's mother
with sigh OF relief.
Il should say not" wheezed Mrs.
Clingsly. He's past help from sousing,
| too"
Its not sulphureted mud that'll save
him, If might be allowed" echoed the
agent OF the Board, resuming his melodi-
Gus tour to Greenland's icy mountains
and 1ndia's coral strand with its finger
! tip staccato of accompaniment.
1t was with these and various other
oral and silent evidences of motive, char
acter and condition that the Cogleigh par
ty debarked from their steamer, and, un-
der the wise protection OF ManoePS def
erential pOlitenesS, passed unscathed the
swarms awaiting the plucking of the
estrangeiros, assembled the slippery land
ing stairs in safety, escaped the proddings
of the customs officers without tithing or
alarm, and were finally put in charge OF
wonderful cocheiros with broad hats.
bare feet. baggy trousers, tremendous
whips and mighty oaths.
Then there was pleasant drive about
istic scenes; the plaza and its hundreds of
saddled donkeys, patiently doing while
awaiting hire; to the byzantine facadeS OF
the ancient churches, each crowned by
its square coop of a campanile, housing
a group of cracked, ceaselessly Gathering
bells; to the old walled market place
where strut the corseted noisy military
officers, where peasant women, each
hidden by the capote capello, the most
grotesque head and shoulders covering
i'll all the world, endlessly knit beside
their handfuls of vegetables and fruit,
and where grave peasant men, with their
short and wonderfully adorned Jackets,
their long, 1.-the staffs and their carapu-
cas- for the head with dependent neck
cloaks and mammoth visors, whose sides
are curled into curious crooked horns,
roll and smoke their huge cigarettes the
whole day long; to the sunny open spaces
filled with swarms Of ragged beggars in
hundreds, sprawling and squattlng upon
the warm pavement stones, and to the
innumerable city fountains which spout,
babble and sing without end, where the
swarthy water carriers loiter and pose
and chatter and gossip, the men at last
trottlng gaily away with their mighty
casks and the women, with their earthen
jars poised on their shapely heads. trip
ping homeward as daintily and airly
as in measures of the cOntradanZa or the
waltz.
The balmy wind was playing fantastic
pranks with the jasmine vines and sway
ing cortinas before the windows OF
quaint old inn where the Cogleign party
finally alighLed. Its inner patio or court
was even more charming than its eXte-
rior.
A narrow gallery ran around the entire
second story, with here and there bird
in cage and profusion of semi-tropical
On, -iA
crept up against the old walls in vag-
rant, luxurious way, while the roof OF
red, half-round tiles extended dis
tance over the galleries, giving wealth
of strange barbaric color while leaving
generous opening to the sky above.
Here Manoel 1ell upon The necks of
Senior, the host the Senhora, the hostess
and Senhorita. their daughter. They in
turn fell upon ManoePs neck, and then
they all fell upon each others necks, but
they were soon recovered and busy in
their etfusive AZorean hospitality, which
always possesses the appearance of
mighty effort, but which in reality is full
of Su bile delays.
Its just too sweet for anything" was
Hetty's continual exclamation as she
sped from shadowy alcoba to alcoba,
! swung upon the ancient galleries, dab
| bled at the griffin headed fountain,
'shooed' the intrusive fowls of the court,
made acquaintance with the huddled
/ donkeys beside the curious stone kitchen,
or had merry trials Of strength with the
grave and inquisltive goats.
Bob beamed upon the old patio admir-
! ing its structural facilities for tennis
court. Miss Betsy Camper prowled
1 about and telt of all the linen sheets with
! portentious shakings of her head. Mrs.
| Drugget insisted upon overlooking the
preparations for supper. Mrs. Clingsly
i a all
! iron crucifiXes embedded in the alcoba
walls, while Mr.. Clingsly walked duti-
! fully behind her, closed his eyes. tapped
! his spectacle case and groaned whenever
! his spouse saw tit to grimace, and Slip
son Cogleign, reclining upon capacious
easy chair in the dappled sun light and
shadows of the gallery, felt the first
smile of years creep over his wan face as
he watched the pleasant scene below and
! gave way TO The languorons spell OF
/ balmy, bloom-laden airs which stole
from quinta, vineyard and distant noun
! tain groves.
And what a supper was at last set before
those tired travellers in the center of that
| vine-em powered court!
There were slices of grilled conger eels
of mighty proportions. There were gall
Ions OF mysterious stew, t1anked by
steaming yams. There were mountains
of cornmeal bread There were dainty
/ patiies OF butter from the fair AZorean
/ valleys still rolled in the sweet white
cornhusks in which the peasants had
brought them. There were pyramids of
oranges and stacks of honey, whose
comb was as white as snow. There were
loaves OF bread yellow as saffron and long
and huge as eordwood. Almost buried
in all this muniticence was a tremendous
para vinho, or wine tiagon of glass, filled
with 'passado,n or the sweet wine OF
! Fayal, with silver goblets at its side.
And there, beside the travellers, stood
the host, regular jaretta as to his
eighteenth century dress, grandly con-
scious OF his dignity in the possession of
such sudden wealth of guests, goblet in
| hand, and waiting until Manoel had
filled goblet for each.
Then his courtly ceremonial: "May the
peace of God be upon this house for you,
strangers and friends,''
Hear. hearI" was Bob's heartily given
rejoinder.
The same to you. you lovely old land
lord" merrily chimed in Hetty.
| Not so bad place after ALL" MUIR
INJURED the rest OF the CogIeigh party.
+ But ManOel, true TO his Azorean tradi-
ton and birth, replied with a fervent
"Ameni" Whereupon they all fell to
eating, for the time forgetting their re-
| spectiye miserable doubts and fears.
Pleasant as was the party's surround
| ings in the slumbrous old inn, Slipson
Cogleigh's physical condition warranted
all haste being made to the Valley of
| Furnas, which lies near the eastern ex-
tremity of the Island of st. Michael, dis