Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1900-10-17
POLlFE MO.
A Story of a
One Eyed Man.
Bf ARhANDO PlLACI0 ViLDES.


Colonel Toledano. unha?pily named
Polifemo, was a ferocious man. who wore
long frock coat. checked trousers and
broad. brimmed hat-gigantic stature,
rigid gait an imposing, enormous white
mustache, Il voice of thunder and a
heart of bronze. But even more for
midable than all this was the grim and
/ awful effect of the terrible, bloodthirsty
gaze of his single eye. In his other eye
the colonel was blind. In the African war
he had slaughtered many Moors and had
taken delight in tearing out their pal
patating entrails. AT least this was the
blind belief of all of us-we little boys
who, after school, used to go to play. in
the park of San Francisco, in the very
noble and heroic city of Oviedo.
This fearful man had nephew S or 10
years old like ourselves. Unhappy boy /.
We could not see him in the park with
out feeling an infinite pity for him. In
the course of time | came to see n tanner
Of wild beasts put lamb into the cage
Of lion. 1t made like impression upon
me when | saw Gasparito Toledano
walking with his uncle. We could not
understand how it was that that unfor-
tunate boy could keep up his appetite
and regularly maintain his vital func-
tions, why he did not grow sick at heart
or die consumed by a slow fever. When
ever few days passed without his ap-
pearing in the park we all felt our hearts
agitated by the same doubt. "He must
have been devoured at last" And when
finally in some place we came across
him sound and well we all were both
surprised and pleased. But we We're
certain that some day or other he would
end In becoming n victim to some san
culinary caprice of Polifemo.
The strange thing about the case was
that in his animated face Gasparito
gave no token of those marks of terror
and depression that should have been tho
only things visible therein. On the con-
trary, his eyes were always beaming with
q cordial joy that left us stupefed When
he went with his uncle, he stepped with
the greatest freedom, smiling, happy,
skipping at times; at others either his
audacity or his innocence reaching so far
that he would make grimaces at us be-
hind the colonel's back. 1t had the same
agonizing effect upon us as IL we had
seen him dancing upon the vane of the
cathedral tower.
"Gasp-a-a-r!"
The air vibrated with the roar and trans
mitted it to the confines of the park. Not
one of us there could keep the color in
our cheeks. Gasparito alone gave heed
as were 1t the voice of q siren.
what is it, uncle?"
And he ran to him, executing on the
way some complicated dancing step.
Besides this nephew, the monster was
the possessor Of dog that had to live
in the same unhappy state although he
also gave no evidence of It, He was n
beautiful Dane of blush color, big.
light of movement, vigorous, and he an
swered to the name of Muley, doubtless
in recollection OF some unucky Moor
sacrificed by his master Muley. like
Gasparto, lived subject to the power of
Polifemo the same as il in the lap Of
an odalisque. Graceful, sportiye, friendly,
incapable of deceit, he was, while offend
ing nobody, the least fearsome and the
most affable dog of the many | have
known in the course of my life.
With these attributes 1t Is not to be
wondered that all OF us children should
have been captivated with him. Always
when Il was possible for us to do it with
out danger of the colonel remarking we
disputed with each other for the honor
OF treating him with bread, biscuit,
cheese and other tidbits that our man.
mas gave us for luncheon. Muley ac-
cepted everything with undisgulsed pleas
ure and gave Us unmistakable proofs OF
sympathy and recognition. But finally,
that II may be seen TO what degree of
nobility and dsnterestedness reached
the sentiments OF this memorable canine,
and that he may serve as a lasting exam
pie for dogs and men. | will say that his
greatest affection was not shown for
those who gave him the most.
There used to play with us occasionally
lin the provinces and in those days so
cal classes did not exist among children
poor little fellow from the hospicc
named Andres. who could not give him
anything, for he had nothing to give.
Very well: the preferences OF Mulcy were
for him. The lveliest tail waggings. The
highest and most vehement gnmbolings
were dedicated to Andres in neglect OF
the others. What an example for any
deputy Of the majority party!
Did Muley divine that that destitute
child, always silent and sad, had more
need of his affection than ourselves?
do not know, but so it seemed to be-
For his part Andresito had come e
conceive n genuine passion for the ami
NAL. When we found ourselves playing
together in the most distant part OF the
mark. pitching quoits or playing "clapas,
ond Mulav hannened TO present himself
unexpectedly, he would know at once
how to call Andres aside and would stay
with him for long time, as II he hac
some secret to communicate. The colos
sal silhouette of Polifemo would he dis
ccrnible afar among the trees.
But these fccting interviews. ful. ol
apprehension, were all too insufficient fol