The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-03-25

parted forth of the realm of Scotland.
AS 1 spoke the rudy color gradually
left the face of the woman. The reins
dropped from her fingers upon the neck
OF the white mule and she clasped her
hands as if praying in church.
Save me-save me-" she muttered.
IT Philip find me here, 1 am a dead
woman"
Then after a little she commanded
herself and asked another question.
There was one Saul Mark in thesa
parts, a seafaring man. He used often
TO land at your town, though that was
not his country. I have heard him speak
Of it. Ken We him."
"What?" [ cried loud enough for
Anna to catch every word-she had
Withdrawn little from the paling, but
still stood listening. a little removed
from the woman's sight, what. not a
swarthy, gypsy-like man with silver
rings in his ears?'
THE same-God's truth, the same"
she cried. yet not gladly. What of
him? Tell me quickly. He is dead
tell me, he is surely dead!'
He has oft been reported So I an
swered, but ever turns up again, like
a bad penny which even a beggar will
not take as aims
Where saw or heard you of him
last?'
1t was difficult question, but
turned the corner of it, as 1 thought,
adroitly enough.
at comes to me that ere 1 left Aber-
corn 1 was told that he had turned
privateerSmani"
ALAS. alasi" she muttered, this is
worse and worse. Every pirate and
privateer in the world makes for the
Spanish MAN.
And this youth"-she turned about
TO where Anna had been standing, but
seeing nothing of her she continued
what does he in the nunnery? He
looked somewhat over comedy to be foot
page among so many granin' women
folk!''
She laughed at her own conceit and I
at the Moreham expression she had at
the close. So from this point we were
the better agreed. And 1 escaped for
that time from answering any more
questions 1 fear that I should have
been forced to lie ere long. And that
never was my desire-though. God for
give me, have been driven to it time
and again. But that I count not lying,
and neither, 1 believe, does the
Almighty, who knows that sometimes a
bit of which is work of necessity and
mercy to poor hell-deserving human
ity.
SO the lady Juanita Silveda rode away
upon her white mule, her dainty feet
encased in a pair of silver stirrups
large as salt boxes, while rings like
barrel hoops jingled at the bride bit
And faith-she took the eye as a great
lady and comely! But I, alone of all
on that island. knew her for the con-
Wet murderess Janet Mark, transported
beyond seas for her crimes and now
in some strange fashion escaped from
her punishment and established in all
honor on this Spanish plantation. Well.
even for Annals sake I would be no
talebearer. Yet I was glad. for the
knowledge might prove useful.
Then came Eborra to us hastily and
took US away to the road without Civ
ing me time to speak a word of warn
ing to Anna. But trusted that my loud
manner Of speech and meaning gestures
would have put her on her guard Yet
could not think of the simplicity of nv
mother without a swarf of fear coming
over me. Nevertheless, reflected that.
IN the habit Of Il nun and witt. the
changes made by the inevitable Years. il
was not likely that Janet Mark would
know my mother now. Still. if anv in
quired, my mother would be sure 10
say point blank, II am the wife of
Philip Stansfleld Of North Milns in
Scotland" For thus did my mother
always, having no way about her but
the straightforward one-a way I have
found ill-ftted enough to this present
world, and which I look forward to as
likely to prove anything but conven-
lent in the next.
EbOrra fastened us on our way TO the
gang, knowing that, if the Lady Juanfta
were at st. Juan de Brozas. it was not
likely that Don Nicholas Silveda would
be far in the rear. And 50. indeed. If
proved. For no sooner had we turned
the corner Of the nUnnery orchard than
at the further end of the gang we
beheld man upon a great plunging
horse, riding this way and that among
the gang. swearing, striking indiscrim-
inately at the prisoners and the negro
oYerSeers.
From the distance only the gust of his
/ loud-mouthing oaths came to US. but
presently we could hear the tapping of
his stick on bare backs and iron belts.
Our turn next" said Eborra; take
care not to answer a word"
At that moment the man on horse
back caught sight Of US approaching
Instantly he set spurs to his beast. and
came shouting down the whole length
Of the gang to where we were begin
ming to work.
He called out something to Eborra.
and made as If he would have smitten
US. Now, Spanish is an easy language
to catch the drift of to anyone with
some smatter of. Latin. Added to
which, that every Spaniard instead of
clipping his words like the English. or
broadening them out of recognition like
| the Scots, thinks il worth while TO
speak as beautifully as he can-which
is called among them having the true
Castillian." So. though I could vet
speak but little, 1 understood a good
deal, and guessed more.
Dogs and hereticsi" he cried. Let
me come at the dogs. 1 am true
Catholic, I am a ChristianI May God
strike me dead if I am not. May l be
(here followed a silly batter of oaths)
if let one of the cursed crew escaped"
And what with the trampling of his
horses hoofs and the scattering Of the
gravel and sand used for the embank-
ing. stood dazed and amazed right in
his path. Anon he seemed about to
ride us down. But sWerving aside
when quite near US, ne brought his
stick round with a sweep and took me
directly under the ear with a ding that
fairly drove ne stupid. l swayed and
would have fallen but that VIII caught
me on his arm and shielded my head
from the blows of this most Christian
Commander Don Nicholas Silveda. TAX
ing them on his own shoulder without
complaint.
After exhausting himself on US. he
turned upon Eborra to strike him also.
The black balanced himself a little
upon his hams like a fencer at the en-
gage He thrust out his hook in front
of him and looked steadily at the as
sailant, who lowered above him.
I heard a sharp cry, and at first, be-
ing still muzzy With my clouted sconce,
thought it was the cry of Eborra-
But, looking again. 1 saw that it came
from a WiZenei little creature like. a