The morning times., 1896-01-05
THE STORY
fHssr CIGARETTE.
From the French of Jules clarctle.
Continued from Last Sunday.

Continued from Last Sunday
THE surgeonl The surgeon! vaigane
Dios, Where is Urrabieta: Where is he?
They searched everywhere for the surgeon
OF the Carlists. The officers became
very impatient, but Zucarraga smiled
gently, and said with slight gesture
of the hand, Let US wait. Urrabieta
perhaps is asleep He must have worked
hard during the night"
= suddenly sergeant cane running to ward
tile officers. very pale, with tears I'm his
eyes. They had Just recognized Ura-
beta lying dead across the body OF a
Navarrais that he was attending. That
had happened In the night, the bits OF lead
killing those who heal as well as those who
cut the throat
Then there was disnIay among the Car
lists The wound of Zucarraga was Sc
rious. 1t was dangerous 10 wait for a
surgeon from a neighboring corps, ana he
was losing much blood. One of the Off
GERS marched straight 10 the group of
prisoners. and called out:
us there a surgeon among yon?'
The soldiers Of, Garrido looked ut one
another No, there was no surgeon, they
were all soldiers.
"Is there no one who can make a Dga-
ture?',
"Yes, l." answered a man.
'tAdyance!''
The man came out from the group,
Some one of whom were wounded. He
approached with his head carried high.
1t was Araquil
"You are not soldier" said the Of
ncer.
No"
why were You there?"
because they have put me there. do
bot fight. i wanted to go TO Bilbao to See
my people, but the battle prevented my
passing; that is all"
"Do you know anything about medicine?"
mo; but know how TO make cures"
The officer, a little suspicious. ordered
AraquiI TO advance to Zucarraga, who raised
upon the handsome youth his beautiful
black ewes. The Carlist chief demanded
an explanation, upon which Araquii in
vented a story. He longed TO see the old
people shut in Bilbao, and it was not his
fault that civil war separated families
like that.
.'If you are Basque. why are you not
with the legitimate pretender?" asked
Eucarraga.
because L dtn Win uoDpus-
This response drew O murmur from the
officers, who were examining, studying
this great fellow. Zucarraga slenced them
gently, saying:
Each one is free" Then with clear
look into Juan's eyes: You say that you
know how to cure Can you only relieve
me? suffer much"
1, He pointed To his naked, red stained leg,
away, heavy with blood.
Araquil took off his vest. tore out quickly
his left shirt sleeve, and from this i'm
provised a linen bandage. Slowly, with
out being seen, he poured upon 1t the
liquid which hescarried concealed in his
ring, and, very pale, made two steps to-
ward Zucarraga, who had not removed
bis eyes from him for moment.
Araquirs hand did not tremble as he
held the bandage, but as he knelt before
.Eucarraga TO apply it one Of the Officers
said to his chief:
1--WE do not know this man"
THAT is true. Neither do We know the
physician nor the priest" and he extended
the wounded lee to Araquil.
but that yellow spot?" demanded cap
tain.
Juan.
go on"
The large black eyes of Zucarraga did
not quit Juan during the entire operation,
and hardly was the liIen upon the wound
before he said: Il feel better already"
Then turning to Juan: :.
Now you are al liberty"
"But, general" said an officer.
rafs is
least can do, monsieur. TO render this poor
fellow service for service" and then To
Araquil Would you like anything beside?"
"NGthing''
Zucarraga drew from his Jacket pocket
a small cigarette case and extended it to
Juan. "As souvenir of me-"
NO" said Juan.
"oh. CHI" and Zucarraga smiled. ~ fear
you do not care much for the followers OF
Carlos Do you wish nothing from me?"
Yes; cigarette"
Araquil took one from the case, and before
putting 1t in his pocket turned it mechanic
ally in his fingers while looking at 1T.
Your name?"
Juan Araquil."
Every well, Araquil. God go with you.
wait to see the old people until we enter
. Bilbao. That viii not be long. Give me
your hand"
Araquil was very pale. He pressed the
hand of the wounded man, put on his vest,
and then, saluting the officers and the
prisoners, he moved away without haste
or stir, followed by the clear look of the
Carlisthero
The same evening in Hermann, in the best
room OF the inn, which served as the
generals headquarters, old Garrido saw
arrive, led by some soldiers, the great
fellow with whom he had spoken six days
before in the square of ofAyuntamiento.
The general was furious, congested, sick
over the defeat, and was talking OF blowing
out his brains. He received Araquil like
dog.
''what do you want7 What are you
going to say to me, that you have not pre-
vented these miserable Carlists?"
''That which wanted to say, my general,
OIL,