The morning times. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1895-1897, 1896-07-19

closed door. heavily Clamped with iron.
This can't he the wunen's quarters,
sail JACK. as he sprang up the steps,
and slot back :; lolt which fastened tine
door The next minute his eyes ore, cd
wide. and his lips emitted an inv".un-
tary whistle. Fer he stood on the rroId,
fiat roof of the building. with all Marcia
AMI is soothing population spread .nJ2 :,Ec
below The uprcar, unhrokcn by Dick
ana sIuCco, now assembled in all is i.:'lr
Gus cicarness to his attentive ears. Here
AMI there the sound OF firearms rang ,ut
abe We the general din.
SPANISH WRATH.
Town with the vice consul! Death
to the Americans! Burn the 'sridrun
ragr Long live Spain; mud
death to Cuba and Uncle Sam!' Zach
were few of tie shouts tina, thundnred
upwards TO the sunlit roof. deserted save
b. enc bright-eyed little Yankee.
Jack stepped forward and carefully cl.sed
the house door behind him.
I'm going 10 have Il look at those fell
lows he said.
But as he faced toward the parapct of
the roof a sight met his eyes which sent The
blood in q great rush to his head. There -
waving intiolen,ly in the warm Southern
wind-hung the metcar folds OF the very
ensign which the Spanish mob noted and
insu.ted, the stars and Stripes OF his
fatherland,
The Flag!'' gasped Jack. They have
forgotten it downstairs. Perhaps
those Fellows in the street will try to get it
down.
At this all thoughts If the women's quar-
ter left him. His bounden duty. he felt like
the little patriot he was forced him to stand
by that flag and TO protect it, If need bc,
with his life.
I'm not sorry now he thought, ",hat
they turned NE out Of the COnsuls offIae.
Here is something can do well as the
best of them"
Then he advanced cautiously to the flag
STAFF and knelt down beside it, sheltering
himself behind the stucco balustra de which
surrounded the roof. Hardly had he done SO
when a jagged stone, evidently aimed al
the flag. whiZzed over his head. A cheer
followed this effort, mingled with. furious
maieiictions on the .'gridron rag" and
Uncle Sam
Jack peeped over the parapet. In the
street below was a pcrfest sea Of human
faces Their gaze had teen attracted To-
ward the flag: and the hoy had only time 10
duck his head when Il perfect fusilade of
stones and scraps Of lead and iron came
busting around him. Several missiles smute
the Flagstaff, and one, arrested by The
flag itself, fell with cruel weight upon his
shoulder.
They won't bring that flag down
with stones" soliioquized Jack, rubbing
the first wound lie had ever received for
his country. with a sort of GOeful graft
fication. 1t will take powder and shot
As vet the mob was not prepared Ia
fire upon the American standard. how
ever: and after few repettions of the
bomba rdment. with gutter missiles, they.
temporarily. at least, abandoned the at
tack.
THE SAILORS GUEST.
But only temporarily. Jack had begun
to lul himself into Il feeling Of security.
when yell from the crowd, louder han
heretofore, caused him to look over the
parapet. -
Hair way up the front OF the vicecun-
suate he caught sight of a man. climb.
ing steadily, hand over hand, along the
eaden piping viii oh ran towards the
roof. The man carried a cleaning knife
in his teeth. and from his dress and manner
of climbing. seemed TO be sailor. AS
he slowly assembled the on-loOkers rent the
air with their plaudits.
He is coming to cut down the nag
thought Jack. whipping out his cleaning
revolver, and cooking it carefully. What
a scare he'll get when he finds me on
guard. They can't see ann
from the consul's office. and l suppose
they have forgotten all about the flag,
ANYHOW. Come on, my friend,
I'm ready for you
On came the sailor: and presently q
great roar from the populace announced
that he had grasped the parapet with
one swarthy band.
The next instant his upturned eyes looked
into the cleaning muzzle OF anexceptionally
well polished seven-shoUter.
.sacramentor'., calculated the climber
1s--..r Il hi To-
The knife slipped from between his teeth