The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1900-11-28

the girl moved slowly toward him u,
though fascinated by his look, and gaz
ed into his eyes as little child might
am so sorry that my scream
frightened the scnor's horse" The
voice was as melodious as that of the
cenzontlc, the Mexican nightingale.
Catou had sprainuI his ankle, 1t an
peared, and in the weeks that follow
ed Beausolell came to see him daily
But he never staid long. He was dis
gusted with the whole affair, he said
BIS opinion, however, made little dif,
ference to Claude, who was In the
haDit OF doing as he pleased. An agent
was paid for managing business af.
fairs, nothing else.
Young Montezuma meanwhile had
won the heart Of the stout, middle
aged sonora hy commissioning Beau
noliel to fetch her the most gaudy dress
pattern to be found In all Guadalaiara,
and he had become great parsonage
q very great parsonage indeed-to the
little brown faced children because he
had hidden his agent never to forget
to bring them dulces. Berrcndo Oaiaca
also liked him because he spoke the
Spanish "muy galantc." But with
Ouelle 1t was ditferent-altogether dif
ferent.
One day Berrendo was out i'm the
garden by the accQua planting mag.
nolia tree. The sonora had just reach.
ed up and seized one of Il number OF
chickens pcrchcd beneath the roof OF
the jacal. She was wringing its neck
with view to supper. Oucllc was
preparing the American senor some
coffee. He liked it often.
The senior, for his part, lay back In
his chair, his ankle nicely bandaged.
watching the door leading to the kitch-
en-, which from time to time Ouelle
would pass.
In some strange way he could not
understand. and yet which seemed per-
fecuy neutral to him, he longed to re-
main Eere. away from the fuss and
fret and fumc, the noise and compleXi.
~ Of things. He was tired Of white
Kid gloves and evening clothes What
claims had New Orleans on him,
Claude Cntou? Death, who had al.
ways been hanging around the corner
with pistol or a knife or sailing up
the Mississippi with Il cargo of yellow
fever or cholera. had robbed him of all
his people. AS to his business affairs,
BenuSoleil could attend to them, Of
course. 1t was farcical for him even to
attempt to meddle in their manage.
ment Besides
Ouelle entered the room with cup
OF coffee and flask of cognac She
placed the tray on n table at his side.
He touched her hand, and her lips
parted as though to speak. Her IA.
ther coming in ut this moment she
turned away ana sank in huddled
heap on the floor near the door Of the
kitchen.
Bcrrendo was in something OF an ia
humor. He had not been all this time
planting his magnolia tree, 1t appear.
ed. He had been quarreling again
with his neighbor, Crstino Miguel.
Now, Berreado and Cristino were the
closest OF comrades. When the detest.
ed Amerlcanos had invaded their couh.
try, they had fought together and suf-
fered loss of property together. And
since those days but one discord ever
had jostled upon their harmonious
friendship. This discord came In the
shape Of chickering's over the right to
the water which reached Berrendo's
land only after having crossed a field
Of Cristino.
Usually these wrangles were Of O
good natured sort. But today, decided.
ly, Berrendo's temper had got the up.
per hand. He tried to explain to Ca.
tou:
HE hinks"-referring to Crstino
higuel--"that because his people have
handed him down as treasure a loe.
ter addressed 'Al Senor Don Miguea
Hidalgo y Costilla. Parocco del Pueblo
de DolOres'-why caramba! he thinks
that because of this he ought to own
the whole of Mexico" Berrendo snap
ped his fingers with so much en-
phasis that he quite conveyed the i'm
preston of having stamped his foot.
"He claims some sort of relationship
with the conqustadores," he began
again.
"Have some cognacY interrupted Ca.
tou, pushing the flask toward him.
"And coffee" Then turning to Ouelle
with smile, "Will the senorta fetch
another cup of coffec"
When she returned, her father met
her, having forgotten Cristino and the
conquistadores, and leading her to Ca.
tou, placed her hand in his and said:
ut Is well, senor; 81 'sta'ueno. You
are rich and will be kind to her"
And the sonora, coming from the ia.
cal, nodded her head so that the great
golden hoops In her ears bobbcd merrl.
ly. And she echoed. "Yes 1t ilpyell."
SO the next day the padre came. ard
before a gracious picture of Our L.dy
Of Guadalupe ard little lighted candles
shining like stars the girl whose an
cestors had danced war dance and
cried "Ouich'ka! Oulch'kaw and the
man whose ancestors had lived In q
castle and written on crested paper be
came man and wife.
Ouelle was radiantly happy in spite
Of the clothing that came from Guada-
lajara for her use. This clothing amaz-
ed her, and at first 1t was irL~ 49,
remain dressed as her beautiful Monte
yuma would have her. But whenevel
he would show her a likeness that h'
carried In a locket-that of his mother
he said-she would smile and, feeling
of her dressed hair ind glancing Mt he
slippered feet, would say gayly:
sand i also shall look like that on
GaR-n