The herald., 1896-03-15

! Angeles, and fine block stands in one
of the public squares here bearing his
name.
Well the story was like this-that
Winter was often hanging about places
of bad repute in company with wo men
| of the same order.
! He was also developing a fOndness
I for the gambling table which Don An
tonic did not like. He saw that Juana
was growing depressed and moody,and
vet uttering no word of complaint, her
face showed how unhappy she was, and
her children seemed to be her only
comfort. She always refused to speak
or allow her father to speak of Roberts
neglect.
Don Antonio grew more feeble each
day and she kne he must soon leave
her. "Oh! Heavenly father, how shall
/ bear it all without him. she would
exclaim and dreaded the time when
she would be left to bear the burden
with her three little ones, and to fight
the battle of life alone.
The last disappointment was more
than the old man could stand. he
secretly made new will, leaving his
vast property equally to his grand
children, except fifty acres of what was
we'll known ranch about ten miles
south of this city, making Juana, guar
dian jointly with reliable friend for
her children.
By this time he had grown SO feeble
that he was compelled to keep his bed
all the time, and DIR. Griffin was called
in to attend him, the doctor being one
of his favorite friends. The good doc.
tor was grieved to see how the young
man had turned out, and tried quietly
to lend all the aid and comfort
possible to the father and daughter.
All day the sick man had been grow
ing worse, and as night came on the
doctor gave up all hopes of his recov-
ering. He told Juana that her father
would possibly pass away that night
| but not before midnight, and that he
, would go and attend to other duties
and return to watch with her later in
| the evening, as she would not allow
anyone to enter her fathers room now,
except herself and the doctor. The
clock had just struck ten, and the
room was dimly lighted, no noise was
heard in the house except the heavy
| breathing of the fast dying man. The
doctor was detained and Juana was
| still alone, and she was glad of it be-
cause she wished to be the only one to
receive the last words from his dying
| lips. Padre Sanches had delivered to
| him the last sacred rites of the church
early in the evening and old Don An
tonic was passing peacefully and
calmly away.
Juana sat by the sick bed counting
! the seconds which were measuring her
| fathers life.
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! and she struggled with thoughts of the
! dark present and darker future. She
held his withered hand tightly in hers,
and conscious of her presence, he fire.
quently returned her affection with a
faint pressure as if of encouragement.
Winter was in not-distant bar
room. clinking glasses and receiving
congratulations from thoughtless COM
penions at his prospects of speedily
falling into so great wealth. He was
| on exceedingly good terms with him
| self and the world at large that night.
"Perhaps tomorrow l shall be king
among men" he thought-"a man whom
all may envy. Let me once get this
property in my grasp, I-weli, can
| conquer her, anyway, and do as l like
with it. It's the money l want now,
ha, ha. Walk up, boys, and have an
other drink" He seemed to forget the
sorrowful scene at home, and he sang
and caroused with his companions un-
til nearly morning, before he left the
public place.
Juana sat faithfully by her father
aud administered to his wants. With a
sigh she felt that the hour was almost
at hand when they two would have to
part. She knew where her husband