San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1895-08-25

26th before we reached our port and
cast anchor in still water. And all
those days we were Frustrated with
sickness, and especially Jack Dawson,
because of his full habit, so that he de-
clared he would rather ride horseback
to the end of the earth than go another
mile on sea. ....
We staid in Bordeaux, which is a
noble town, but dirty, four days to re-
fresh ourselves, and here the don lodged
us in fine inn and fed us on the best,
and also he made us buy new clothes
and linen (Which we sadly needed after
the pickle we had lain in fortnight)
and cast away our old, but no more
than was necessary, saying 'twould be
better to furnish ourselves with fresh
linen as we needed it than carry bag
gage, etc. "And let all you buy be good
goods" says he, "for in this country
a man is valued at what he seems, and
the innkeepers do go in such fear of
their seigneurs that they will charge
him less for entertainment than if he
were mean fellow who could i'll afford
to pay"
So not to displease him we dressed
ourselves in the French fashion, more
richly than ever we had been clad in
our lives, and especially Moll did profit
by this occasion to furnish herself like
any duchess, so that Dawson and I
drew lots to decide which of us should
present the bill to Don Sanchez, think
ing he would certainly take exception
to our extravaganza, but he did not so
much as raise his eyebrows at the total,
but paid it without ever glance at the
items. Nay, when Moll presents herself
in her new equipment, he makes her a
low reverence and pays her most hand
some compliment, but in his serious hu
NOR and without smile. He himself
wore a new suit all of black, not so fine
as ours, but very noble and becoming,
by reason of his easy, graceful manner
and his majestic, high carriage.
On the last day Of March we set forth
for Toulouse. At our starting Don San
chez babe Moll ride by his side, and so
we, not being bid, fell behind, and,
feeling awkward in our new clothes, we
might very we'll have been taken for
their servants or pair of ill bred
friends at the best, for our Moll carried
herself not whit less magnificent than
the don, to the admiration of all who
looked at her.
To see these grand airs of hers charmed
Jack Dawson.
"You see, Kit" whispers he, what
an apt scholar the mink is, and what an
obedient, dutiful, good girl. One word
from me is as good as six months school
ing, for all this comes of that lecture I
gave her the last night we were at Ed
monitor"
would not deny him the satisfaction
of this belief, but felt pretty sure that
had she been riding betwixt us in her
old gown, instead of beside the don as
his daughter, all her fathers preaching
would not have staid her from behav-
ing herself like an orange wench.
We journey by easy stages ten days
through Toulouse, on the road to Per-
pignan, and being favored with remark
AMY lLiiO Shy anu q
bright sun above us, and at every turn
something strange or beautiful to ad-
mire, no pleasure jaunt in the world
could have been more delightful At
every inn (Which here they call hotels)
we found good beds, good food, excel
lent wine and were treated like princes,
so that Dawson and would gladly have
given up our promise of a fortune to
have lived in this manner to the end of
our days. But Don Sanchez professed to
hold all on this side of the Pyrenees
mountains in great contempt, saying
these hotels were as nothing to the
Spanish pOsadas, that the people here
would rob you if they dared, whereas,
ON t'other side, not Spaniard' would
take so much as the hair of your horses
tail, though he were at the last extrem-
ity; that the food was not fit for aught
but a FrenChman and so forth. And
our Moll, catching this humor, did also
turn up her nose at everything she was
offered and would send away a bottle
of wine from the table because twas
not ripe enough, though but few
weeks before she had been drinking
penny ale with a relish, and that as sour
as verjuice. And indeed she did carry
it mighty high and artificial wherever
respect and humility were to be COM
manded
But it was pretty to see how she
would unbend and become her natural
self where her heart was touched by
some tender sentiment, how she would
empty her pockets to give to any one
with a piteous tale, how she would get
from her horse to pluck wild flowers by
the roadside, and how, one day, over
taking poor woman carrying a child
painfully on her back, she must have
the little one up ON her lap and carry it
till we reached the hamlet where the
woman lived, etc. On the tenth day we
staid at st. Denys, and, going thence
the next morning, had travelled but a