The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1896-05-07
THE WORLD AT LARGE
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Miscellaneous Bits of Information.
Gossip and Fancy.


Dom Pedro, she fell fainting in Euze-
bios arms
A week later shots were heard in the
distance and the bugle calls of a bat
TALON. A skirmish was evidently taking
place near by. At midday a column of
troopers passed through the village. and
all pressed forward to see if Simon were
among them. Yes, there he was. but
how changed! Breathless and exhausted,
covered with dust, his shoes in holes and
clothing torn, they saw him march by,
bending YEARLY beneath the weight Of
his knapsack. As he passed them he nod
ded to his acquaintance, while his eyes
searched eagerly for glimpse of Mar.
garida or his father, but in vain And
so. with heavy heart. be passed on
When Margarida was told that her
lover had just gone by, she wanted to
run ahead and catch up with the bat.
talon.
"And mingle with the rough SOL
diers I" cried an ancient dame. "God
save us, child! Dost thou know what
thou art saying3"
''Is not Simon a soldier. Aunt Joa-
quina?" asked the girl tearfully.
At nightfall melancholy procession
neared the village. A file Of soldiers
led the way. Behind them came a slow
moving line of farm wagons, make
shift ambulances, filed with the wound
ed. There they lay, heaped together,
the dead among the dying. Oh. it was
q pitiful sight The sobbing women
ran from cart to cart. searching for the
face Of some loved one.
Suddenly, from amid the cloud of
dust surrounding one Of the ambulances,
. faint cry was heard:
Father Mar-ga-rida lam dying ~
And one Of the wounded men was
seen to let his head fall forward upon
his breast, while from the edge Of the
wagon his left arm hung Imply.
The soldier leading the horses of this
ambulance shook his head as Margarida
came running toward him, asking for
her lover. The rumble of the cart wheels
droned her words. Sorrowfully she
turned away, but as the cart passed her
the arm extended from its side caught
her eye, and springing forward she
seized the hand in hers, and examining
with intentness ring the dead man
wore fell back into tho arms of her
friends, with the cry of breaking
heart:
''Oh, Simon, my lovel Dead Deadr'
When q neighbor went TO Euzebio's |
house to tell him of his sons death, he |
found the old man seated ON the edge of |
his bed. praying. with his eyes fixed ON
q crucifix he held in his hand.
Pray for his soul, F" said the friend |
sadly.
The old miller, who had become very
deaf, raised his head and asked in
alarm. "What is it?" putting his hand
10 his ear.
Dead. shouted the other.
Euzebio rose TO his feet, and, with
pale face and set eyes, made his way to
the head Of the bed. and took down an /
old musket that hung there.
What is that for, Uncle EuzebioT'
inquired his friend.
Twill kill them r. said the old man,
In a trembling voice. II will kill
themr'
But as he crossed the threshold of his |
house. gun in hand, volIey rang ont /
from the foremost squad, and the old |
man fell forward ON his face. dead.
The next morning neighbours boy |
came running home. white with fear,
sobbing and trembling. and told his
mother that q little below the dam be |
had seen the body Of woman, drifting |
drifting
In after years revisited the scenes Of
my childhood. 1t was beautiful April
l found Margarida's father
seated in front Of his mill. his chair by !
the rivers edge. enjoying the warmth of |
returning spring. He told me Of Simon's |
death and Of the tragic fate of his |
friend Euzebio. but when he began to |
speak Of his daughter, his voice failed |
him. and, turning his head away, he
whispered to himself:
"Oh. my Margarida''
And silent, motionless, like a man in
a dream. he gazed with fixed eyes npon
the river that slid softly by his feet, as
though within its depths he beheld her
smiling face. Chicago Inter Ocean.
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