The record-union., 1897-10-31
I'VE don't know this man. +"

But thEat yellow spot" demanded a
captain.
1T is a remedy of mine for wounds, .
said Juan.
Go on
The large, black eyes of Zucarraga did
not quit Juan during the entire opera
ton, and hardly was the linen upon the
wound before he said: ''I feel better
already" Then turning to Juan:
Now you are at liberty"
But, General said an officer
Zucarraga raised his head 1T is the
least can do, Monsieur, to render this
poor fellow service for service" and
then to Araquil: ''Would you like any
thing beside?"
Nothing
Zucarraga drew from his jacket pock-
ct a small cigarette case and extended
it to Juan. ''As a souvenir of me-"
NO said Juan.
ooh, oh!' and Zucarraga smiled. II
fear you do not care much for the fol-
lowers of Carlos. Do you wish nothing
from me?"
Yes; a cigarette
Araquil took one from the case, and
before putting it in his pocket turned
it mechanically in his fingers while
looking at it.
'Your name?"
Juan Araquil"
Very well, AraquiL God be with
you. Wait to see the old people until
we enter Bilbao. That will 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 Carlist
The same evening, in Hermann, in the
best room of the inn, which served as
the Generals headquarters, old Car
rido saw arrive, led by some soldiers,
the great fellow with whom he had
| spoken six days before in the square
of Ayuntamiento.
The General was furious, congested,
sick over the defeat and was talking of
| blowing out his brains. He received
| Araquil like a dog.
what do you want? What are you
going to say to me, that you have not
prevented these miserable Carlists?"
THAT which 1 wanted to say, my
General, I would speak to you alone
to you alone, yes, alone"
He said this in a. tone so decided that
old Garrido diyined something serious,
| and signaled his officers to retire.
VERY we'll, what is it?"
Araquil waited a moment before
speaking, as if he had not enough
SALIVA, and then spoke rapidly, alb
ruptly:
you said, General. that the life of
| Z110e Yr-a crcl was worth fortune
Garrido did not respond.
Il have come to claim this fortune of
you. 1 have earned it,
The General frowned deeply, and
asked himself if he had heard Alright.
Araquil very pale, stood motionless be-
fore him.
stand you,'' said Garrido, after mo-
ment.
1T is, nevertheless, very simple" said
Juan. "Zucarraga can never give an
other command to fire upon your sol
diers"
"He is dead?"
"He ought to be. If he is not dead
| by evening he win be tomorrow"
| Old GarTido was greatly moved. His
cheek was as white as his mustache;
but he did not comprehend the mean
| ing of che Will be tomorrow"
| Araquil then related how he had
watched the Carlist chief, intending to
plant his knife in his breast, but this
| failing had bound the poison upon his
wound.
| It seemed to the General that he was
choking, strangling in a nightmare. His
| face was blanched and his eyes burned
like fire as he repeated mechanically:
You have done that. you? You have
done that to a wounded MANI"
Then Juan talked wildly. He said he
would have been willing to do much
more to win Pepa, and that as Father
| Chegaray exacted a dot of 1000 dOuros
| he was obliged to get them where he
could. And, moreover, the General had
said that Zucarraga had killed, was
killing, and would continue to kill
| brave men,
TN battle, yes, in BATTLE" said Cen
ridO, bruSquely.
| But this was not even a reason for
AraquiI His reason had been his pas
sion for Pepa H wanted Pepa. The
| life of Zucafraga gave her to him, and
| that was enough. That was the whole
story. Garrido had promised and he
| had presented himself to reclaim the
| debt
| The General said: "The claim is
| just" He asked where Pepa lived,
called an aide-de-camp, gave him the
address, and pointing toward Araquil:
''You will lodge this man in the
Fonda del Sol. Tomorrow you will
call priest. Yes, for marriage. Go"
| The time appeared long to Juan, who
| passed the night in the fonda under
| guard. 1t was a long, long night, filed
with the barking of dogs in the dis
| tance, that bowling which presages
! death; and shots from the Carlist SEN
tinels in the valley.
Toward morning he slept lightly
! dreaming of Pepa-in his dream putting
| the gold pieces in the hand of old Che
garay, which were the dot of one living
and the price of a corpse.
/ 1t was broad daylight when a de-
! tachment of soldiers under the COM
mand Of a sergeant came after Juan.
| '"Who wanted him?" '"The General
| To other questions the sergeant die
not respond. Then they started up the
main street of Hermann, between the
| houses pressed and heaped close to-
| gether, upon whose sandstone walls
were sculptured antique armorial bear
| ings which you were just admiring.
| They stopped at the great square. 1t
was a superb morning, and the sun
was laughing on the red walls of the
church and the fire blackened ruins of
| the Hotel de Willie. The square was
| full; soldiers in line, near the steps
| of the church, very pale; Garrido, in
| full uniform, surrounded by officers;