The morning times., 1895-12-29

by one point. The stakes were large. What
commencement of fortune-iost by one
point, by one pointl He tore bis hair and
beat his brow In his wild rage.
He had TO have these two thousand douroe,
and he repeated to himself what Pepa had
said TO him: Life with you or with no ones
Araquil; but will obey my father living,
and dead / will respect his wishes"
Poor Juan had begun 10 think OF going faS
away He had been told that on the Plata,
In South America, some OF the Basques who
had gone there had made fortune. Yes,
monsieur IL appears that the tennis players
OF our country In Buenos Ayres
could pick up handfuIsiof pesetas- ThnS
pretty house you see on the right on tho
return to st. Sebastian belongs to a young
man from Hermann, vino thus made O little
fortune in the new southern world. II the
idea of not meeting Pepa. OF no longer See
Ing her at distance, at mass, yespers &c
a bull fight, or even at the window as he
passed the farm, had not demented him, he
would certainly have gone away Yes, as o
trapper, a gold seeker or an adventurer he
would have searched something to do. fox
snice the old man had said Search" 10
was better to do that than to stay.
THUS 1t was with him when the last war
broke out and what have related took
place before Bilbao. To return then 20 our
story: Gen. Garrido, who was greatly dis
couraged, saw planted before him this
great daredevil fellow. who in two words
told his history. While the old soldier
who was suffering such defeat from the
Carlists knotted his brows, Juan Araqdu
added:
..If tue life OF Zucarraga is worth a
fortune, as you say, l viii have It..
..The life of Zucarraga is worth moro
than a fortune" said Garrido. lit fs
worth the existence of thousa nds OF my
poor children. ZDcarraga is the key to
Bilbao, the center OF resistance. and 10
is nothing but continual slaughter.
have no orders to give you, for you are not
a soldier, but IL you DO what you say you
viii, recall tue promise that have made"
Very well, Monsieur lie General, ] shall
be back soon.''
The old general shrugged his shoulders
and asked himself for moment II that
| man were not spy
| Araquil himself thought of but one.
| thing: that the life of Zucarraga was
| fortune. THIS he would not have wanted
| except that 1t gave him fepa- He disap-
| peared from Hcrhani and no one heard of
| him for several days. The general said
| the man was a fool, and planned an at
| tack at night to surprise Zucarraga and
| take the pass by the sense of feeling. the
| only light to be that of the firearms.
| During this time Araquil had loungsd
| around the intrenchments Of the Carlists,
sleeping under the stars wherever he
chanced TO be He had in his pocket his
| knife, this knife which he knew how to
| plant at distance, like a ball in target
| He was watching for an opportunity to
approach Zucarraga and rid Old Garrido
| Of the chief Carlist, In the meantime argu-
ing with himself-what is the difference.
, war with the cannon or war with the knife,
they are the same thing? 1t is right to kill
| one who sacrifices life.
One night as he approached too close to
the farmhouse, half IN ruins, where Zu-
| carraga slept, the ball of sentinel whistled
so c!ose TO his head that it took away q
little of the flesh of his left ear. He took
no notice of 1t, and had but one regret, end
that was that the Carlist sentinel had seen
him Without that he would have been
able TO scale the wall and spring to the
side OF Zucarraga 1t was all to begin over
again.
Very well, he began gain the next day.
and this was the very day Garrido had
chosen for the night attack. Juan Ara
qull was sleeping that night in trench
with no better bed than that of beast,
decided this time to reach Zucarraga,
cost what 1t might, when Garrido's men
made their attack. The firing at first as
tonished Araquil, then gave him pleasure.
Since they We're fighting, Zucarraga ought
TO come out, led by the shots of bis sol
diers, and if Juan could glide up to him
| IL would be well done-tEe knife In the heart
mot In ambush, but in open battle. All
| the blood of Zucarraga was worth for
tune Father Chegaray would have two
thousand douros; he was going to have
them, and so much the worse for the Carl
lists.
They fought bravely that night. Gar
| rido's soldiers were enraeed, and mounted
to the assaults of the entertainments will
| fixed bayonets, pressing on the CariIsts
whom they believed taken by surprise. II
the blackness of the night they strange.
and cut each others thrpats. Sabre'
thrust holes in the chests, revolvers crushet
the heads a. they assassinated each othel
without seeing. AS between Spaniards,
ask you If that was not pity?
1t lasted long time. At daybreak tb
soldiers of the army were in retreat ono
more, the poor devils having lost many o
their number to arrive, there. A useles
, | attack. A night of bloedshed added on
!, downfall to another. The-old Garrido wa
going to cry again with rage down yonder
The Carhsts. on the contrary, after having
fought all night, saluted the break Of da!
with cries OF Joy. ''Esrri! Harri!' SUD
denly they stopped and there was dea'
silence. They were carrying by the invinci
BILE Zuoarraga, wounded in the leg, a
they could see; him whose voice they ha'
heard all night crying out: Forward
| Courage! Let US resist, my childreDf'
the front of the dismantled house in whic
| he slept ordinarily, the prisoners OF tn
, other army, of whom there had been man
made during the night, saw this magnif
, cent and brave fellow carried. He was a
white as his cap and could no longer stant
, but was supported until some of his soldier
could bring a bench, upon which he wa
seated with his leg extended.
Araquil looked on. He had been take
/, with Garrido's soldiers, who were a.
| under guard of Carlists with loaded gun
. His knife, his famous knife, had not serve
. him Zucarraga was surrounded by b
. Officers, who were greatly agitated. Som
: of them were upon their knees looking 6
the wound One OF them called for th
!. surgeon.
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