San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1895-11-24

! family did their utmost to persuade her
from her purpose. While you were yet
in the town they implored her to let
them call you back, and she refused.
Failing in their enTeaties, they dis
patched a messenger to me, Alas when
l arrived she was gone. She went with
a company of merchants bound for Al
| giers, and all that her friends here could
do was to provide her with a servant
and letters which will insure her safe
conduct to Thadyiir.
"But why has she gone there, senor?"
says I, having heard him in a maze of
wonderment to the end.
Cannot you guess? Surely she must
have given you some hint of her pur-
poses, for twas in her mind, as 1 learn,
when she agreed to leave England and,
come hither.
"Nothing-we know nothing" fall
tiers Dawson "'Tis all mystery and
darkness. Only we did suppose to find
happiness a-wandering about the coun
try, dancing and idling, as we did be-
fore "
THAT dream was never hers" an
swers the don. ''She never thought to
find happiness in idling pleasure. IT'S
the joy of martyrdom she's gone to
find, seeking redemption in self sacri
flee. "
''Be more explicit, sir, pray saysI.
I'm word, then, she has gone to
offer herself IS a ransom for the real
Judith Goodwin.
We were overwrought for great as
tonishment. Indeed my chief surprise
was that l had not foreseen this event
in Moll's desire to return to Elche or
hit upon the truth in seeking an expla-
nation of her disappearance Twas of a
piece with her natural romantic dispo|
sition and her newly awaked sense sof
poetic justice, for here at one stroke she
makes all human atonemGnt for her
fault and ours--earningher husbands
forgiveness by this. proof, dearest love,
and winning back forever an honored
place in his Remembrance. And be-
thought He of our Lords saying that
greater.1ove is there none than this
that one shall lay down his life for an
| other.
For some time Dawson stood silent,
his arms folded upon his breast and his
head bent i'll meditation, his lips pressed
together and every muscle in his face
contracted with pain and laboring
thought. Then, raising his head and fix
ing his eyes ON the don, he says:
eff l understand Alright, my Moll
hath gone to give herself up for slave
in the place of her whose name she
| took. -
The don assents with grave inclina-
ton of his head, and Dawson continues;
81 ask your pardon for that injustice
did you in my passion, but now that l
am cool cannot hold you blameless for
what has befallen my poor child, and I
call upon you as a man of honor to re-
pair the wrong you've done me.
Again the don bows very gravely and
then asks what we would have him do.
II ask you," says Dawson, "as we
have no means for such an expedition,
! to send me across the sea there to my
| Moll"
| 81 cannot insure your return" says
the don, land l warn you that once in
Barbary you may never leave it. "
81 do not want to return if she is
there. Nay" adds he, eff may move
them to any mercy, they shall do what
they will with this body of mine, so
that they suffer my child to be free -
The don turns to Sid and tells him
what Dawson has offered to do, where
upon the Moor lays his finger across his
lips, then his hand on Dawson's breast
and afterward upon his own, with rev.
erence, to show his respect. And so he
and the don fall to discussing the feast
bility of this project, as discovered by
picking up a word here and there, and,
this ended, the don turns to Dawson
and tells him there is no vessel to con-
vey him at present, wherefore he must
of force wait patiently till one comes in
from Barbary.
But" says he, 1--WE may expect one
in few days, and be assured that your
wish shall be gratified if it is possible. Z"
| We went down, Dawson and /, to the
sea that afternoon, and sitting on the
shore at that point where we had for
merly embarked aboard the Algerine
galley we scanned the waters for a sail
that might be coming hither, and Daw-
son with the eagerness of one who
looked to escape from slavery rather
than one seeking it.
As we sat watching that sea he fell
a-regretting he had no especial gift Of
nature by which he might more readily
purchase Moll's freedom of her captors.
However, )" says he, eff can show
'em the use of chairs and benches, for
lack Of which they are now compelled,
as we see, to squat on mats and bench
es, may do pretty well with Turks of
the better sort who can afford luxuries
and so in time gain my end. +"
"You shall teach me this business,
Jack, f" says l, ''for at present I'm more
helpless than you.
Kit, !" says he, laying hold Of my
hand, ''let us have no misunderstanding
on this matter. You go not to Barbary