The morning times., 1895-12-29
THE STORY
+ar 4H CIGARETTE.

Yes, monsieur, it was in the time OF the
war of the last Don Carlos. All this Basque
country, these enviroDs OF st. Sebastian,
these mountains of GuipuZcoa here smeiled
orbIood and powder for montbs-for long,
long months. You ought TO have seen the
black and cracked walls In the country.
They were once farms and houses, happy
living corners, but new they are ruins, al
most cemeteries. That Is war,
How they fought The Carlsts on one
side, the soldiers of the government of
Madrid on the other. They left train oil
wounded and dying along the road-poor
| fellows, who knew they were passing away
| and who were asking themselves why, why?
| Civil warsi Civil wars are pretty things.
| And, when one thinks of 1t, they may begin
again tomorrow, for does any one know?
Men are SO foolishl
| You see, one beautiful morning we were
told the King was here-that bon Carlos
| had arrived. Then lt was simple. Inc
| old yeast was stirred up and we Basque
! peasants ran to the pretender aud furnished
| him an army. We put on handsome
| uniform, our cap ON the ear, and arrived
| In the village with the trumpeter at our
head, where we formed for dancing with
the village girls, who kept time to our
singing. Later we heard the whistlng
OF the balls. for our Basques are brave and
die well Only, adieu the harvests, the
apple trees and the life of the poor world
| We fought all day, and we fought for
three years. AT given time all the
roads were broken up and occupied by men
of the same country, who had no thought
but to cut each others threats.
You kpow the history of the blockade
of Bilbao-that the Carlists pressed like
squeezers 1t was Necessary to succor the
city, and between Saint Sebastian and
Bilbao the soldiers OF Don Carlos held the
defiles repulsed the assaults, ana beat
,ack with the bayonet the columns OF
troops that were launched against them.
The chief Cariist who commanded this
side was Zucarraga, a hero, monsieur. He
was an officer OF the army who had sent
his sword to the government at Madrid,
saying: give it to another that 1t may
combat me. That which l wear heDoeforth
will hold from my king"
He was hirty years OF age. handsome,
tall, superb He held the mountain there,
and never slackened his grip. They sent
| their best troops against him, and each
day fresh troops. We saw the poor fellows
returning Iimping, decimated, their Of
| ficers carried on bloody mule-iitters, shak
| ing their heads and saying at is for Spain
| that one kills Spain"
This Zucarraga's reputation increased
| at each misfortune of the national army
People said, This is Thomas zuInalacar
reguie came back to life" the paladin OF
the other Cariist war in the olden time
Everything made Zucarraga hero of 70
nance. He was a general as popular as
the Cid.
The general who comma Dded at Hermann
! and sent out his poor soldiers against the
defiles defended by Zucarraga was trans
| ported with rage. He had promised him
self to force n passage, to break through
hose people in q hand-to-hand struggle il
order to pierce Bilbao, but each attacl
was a defeat, each assault half rout
| The harassed troops returned with heavy
feet and lowered heads, leaving their dead
along the road
One evening upon the square OF Ayunta
niento as the General watched his Sol
diers slowly, qeietiy, dejeetedly return
Ing to their quarters, while in the distance
could be heard the grumblins of Zucarraga'
cannon, and their smoke could be seeI
mounting at the foot of the valley, ht
clencbed his hands, and said with flashing
eve, "Oh, this Zucarraga; this Zucarraga
this miserable Zucaraga! 1 would Civ,
my skin for his, and a fortune to the mai
who would kill him!'
He was beside himself and weeping to se'
| his regiments melting like snow in the de
files IT seemed TO him that ali the Draw
men sowed by the wayside were his chill
| dren. And who was 1t? ZucaTaga-
: the Basques of Zucarraga-the Carlists.
The old Garrido had not finished speak
Ing, when, before him, in this square fillet
with troops, upon which the setting SUI
was casting its parting rays, appeared ;
,, large, handsome youth, who looked hin
! In the eye, and said brusquely:
''Will you give ME what 1 ask If
will kill zucarraga?''
.Who are your asked Garrido.
lam Juan Araquil native of this ceun
, try-a man not afraid of dying, but who ha
sworn to be rich"
, The general examined the man from
: head to foot.
, "You are <yan Guipuzcoa. Why have yo,
3 not Joined the army of Don Carlos?"
l because care for nothing in the worlt
except the woman I love?"
"a fiancee?"
"Ah, IL she were my fiancee! No. She i
!, the daughter of farmer too rich for me
/, who am poor, and wish money to MARI
il her,
: Arauuil was well known in the country
We all knew his history and his low
for the daughter of Father Chegaray,