The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1895-03-13
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did, and, what was more remarkable, his
love was returned Marcelena had lands
and burros and tenement that was
wonder of architecture in her own right
and could have married her lover offhand
her people all being subservient TO hei
slightest wish, but the New England man
had conscience. After winning the girls
love he decided that il would be wicked
for him TO marry her only TO make her a
widow.
But you viii not die, Jamez'-his
name was James-said Narcelena Il
make myself prayer TO God in the thorn
that you live 1 suffer; then he make you
to be well >"
No, dear one, you mistake God does
not ask that you shall lacerate your fair
body with thorns that / may recover. II
any one did that, it should be me. Prom
Use me that you will never again go with
the Psnitentes-promiSe me, MarcelenA
although I may not live to know that you
keep your promise. -
So Narcelena promised and then brought
her guitar and played sweetly 10 her lover,
who watched her with intent gaze, long
ing for new lease of lie, that he might
call her his own.
Through the interference of friends he
became an inmate of the government hos
pital at the fort and improved so rapidly
that be sent fer Narcelena TO come TO him
and be married by the post chaplain.
Nc" said Marcelena in the proverb Of
her people; that would be the haystacS
going after tha COW. 1 marry at home or
not at all. -
Pretty Marcelena controlled herself as
best she could and in moment Of loneli-
ness consented to attend ball with for
mer lover, Senior Filipe, who had sworn TO
himself that she should never marry an
other man. But of this the New Mexican
girl was quite unconscious. She arrayed
herself for the ball in an elaborate dane
ing skirt OF gay striped stuff, embroidered
in many colored beads and silver sequins
in strings down the breadths. Her dainty
feet were inCased IN soft kid moccasinS
for this was an occasion when she wore
her tribal dress, and she carried the casta-
nets bequeathed to her by her Spanish
mother. So accoutered she accompanied
Senior Filipe.
That night Msrcelena was, as usual, the
belle of the ball 1t was not at all sur
prising that she should accept the homage
showered upon her. but her heart was not
IN it. and at midnight she stepped To the
open door Of the dancing hall, and looked
far over the shining plain, and thought
OF her lover lying in the ward Of the hos
pitsl perhaps dying under that same glori-
Gus moonlight Blanca. her friend had
taken the last dance for her and she step
ped cut TO breathe the welcome tonic CT
the night air
Some one was singing FL Borrachito."
giving the refrain in English, badly bro
ken:
And passion for woman caused IL all"
The B0rrachito-''the man who is lit
tie drunk''-was the cavalier Filipe who
had brought Marcelena to the ball, and
who was now ready to take her home
swung to the same saddle, mode of con
veyanco not only proper but popular
among the PueblOs He had lighted her
cigarette and was looking into her eyes
with that dGshing, daring audacity which
was her need Of homage. She curled her
red lips just little at his too ardent gaze
but lie was accustomed to that-only there
was that in his mind tonight of which
she knew nothing
The rest of the company were ont
watching the pair on the fleet Mexican
horse.
Some day" says one Of the rejected,
"he will run away with her!
That fiery Filipe-no She is too tame
He knows she viii marry the Yankee
schoolmaster-poor little one"
The flash of silver on the girls dress
dazzled their eyes in the moonlight. She
wore enough silver crosses and strands OF
beads To buy dozen pardons.
b~pI-Cr>,a orr,,S CI1srsc6 tho cavalier
Filipc, but not too closely, she was in
hurry to get home to pray for her
''jamez"
They dashed into the moonlight and
across the plaza. through the plain be
yond, over fields of cactus, startling the
Jack rabbits and the piping quail, and
away like the wind, but in an opposite di-
rection TO the home Of Marcelena. At
first the girl did not notice it, but Filipe,
flushed and fearless called out:
To Acoma, gazelle, TO the country Of
Filipe, and you viii never see your puny
American again"
There was a wild cry Of despair, as the
girl tried to throw herself from the flying
horse, but could not free herself for mo
ment from the passionate grasp Of the
Mexican.
IN Kill your she said between her
teeth.
Kill away, my pretty angel d'amor,
bat you shall 30 my wife first. "
On and on, with the speed Of the wind,
went the feet horse and they were near
ing the little cemetery in the valley when
Marcolena's arm relaxed, and her head
dropped on the shoulder Of Fiiipe. He be-
lieved she had tainted and attempted ~
chance his ugSirion when like a lash Of
lightning, the steel poinard in bis belt
cleft the air and descended-not in his
treacherous heart. but in the soft breast Of
the beautiful and desperate Marcelena-
At that moment company Of United
States soldiers came pouring ont of an
ambulance which was slowly passing on
It's way 10 Fort Bowie.
They captured the cavalier Filipe and
took the apparently lifeiess girl 70 the hos
pital, a temporary building then in Use.
Marcelena WIS not dead, not even fatal
II wounded But ste was long time IN
the ward OF the government hospital before
sho could be removed % her homo and
there was = pretty ceremony performed
there when -l- was able O. SO up ~ = con
va.esceur- u was her marriage 20 jane
Us she called him, the Yankee scAocl-as-
ter who In the generous climate q Ncw
Mexico had grown 50 robust taat be snap
ped bis a1zers az the s1e1-9r which had
been family bausAsa f-r 80 many gener-
atiors.
They talk or tte hospital romance %
this day. and che professor, IS the school
master IS nov called. lives just across the
valley from senior FIire who married
Blanca and made @ model hushand.-De-