El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-01-27

HIS clear gray eyes met the Staftieu
gaze of two shining black ones. Grasp
ing the curtains did not keep Manuel:a
from falling down from the easement.
She heard the horse come to an abrupt
halt, then Il sharp rattle of iron on
stone as he was turned abruptly and
the quick, short steps which We're
bringing him toward the window. Air
seemed to have stopped circulating.
Her breath would hardly come as she
drew herself to her feet.
A shadow came through the window
as a rough hand grasped an iron bar.
Next said a hearty voice:
'Is this the little woman 1 gave some
thing to eat yesterday? I'm glad to see
you again. 1t was the devil of time
you people had out yonder, and 1 hope
another won't come like it. You are
all right now and will soon be as fat
and pretty as ever again Well, good
by; 1 must hurry on. Hope to see you
again"
And the echoes of hoof beats soon
died away in the distance. Certainly
such a speech as that is not calculated
to overturn the common sense of a rea-
sonable girl There is in it nothing ar
dent nor inspiring, but Manuela's heart
was too big for her body before the
sound of it was out of her ears. She
leaned on the easement for support.
Quickly her body became rigid, and all
the passion of her soul surged up. Jose
had come from out the house opposite,
and the house was not his home. His
eyes were malignant as he stepped into
the narrow street and followed after
the hOrseman.
Manuela followed him with intent
gaze until he was lost to view. She
knew what those burning eyes meant.
She turned to a door leading into the
courtyard and leaned against the
framing, but she did not hear the rip
pie of the dilapidated fountain nor
smell the pathetic fragrance Of the neg
lected flowers. Her eyes pierced the
past, the future and then paused at the
present. She returned to the street
window and leaned against the bars.
Her body was Quivering with checked
emotion.
Presently a horseman came gallop-
ing down the street. She knew that
1t was her trooper.
'Senorv' she called in ar excited, low
voice. Mills would not have heard
had he not looked toward the window
to see if the girl were still there.
There was something wild and eager
in the face which made him pull the
horse up roughly. He rode up to the
bars.
''Senorv' The girl spoke rapidly, and
her tones were hoarse. you are in
danger. You are to be killed. 1 must
warn you, but not now. Come at mid
night to the spreading tree behind the
bull ring. I will be there. Will you
come?'
Mills was almost at camp before he
ceased wondering why he promised to
meet the girl. 1t was absurdly foolish.
he said. Why did she not tell him of
the danger instead of making such an
appointment? The trooper had been
seated under the tree half an hour
when he heard soft footsteps in the
shadow beneath the wall of the bull
ring. He stepped forward and met
Manuela as she passed into the. gloom
of the branches. She clutched his;
arm, and her hand trembled violently.
''He followed me-" she painted. But
for his support she would have fallen.
"Who?" asked the wondering soldier.
"Jose,' she replied, 1.-The man / came
to warn you against. He wants to
marry me, but 1 will have nothing of
him. He saw you at my window to-
day and says you are the man 1 love
and that he will kill you. He watched
the house all day. I tried to elude
him when I came out, but he saw me
and came after"
She drew closer to the trooper.
81 am afraid of him." she continued
"He will kill me. You won't let him
kill me?"
Her arms clasped him about the
neck, and she placed kiss after kiss on
his lips and cheeks. Mills was thor
oughly astounded at the whole pro-
cedure and struggled to protest He
tried to put the trembling girl from
him. Over her shoulder he saw a body
creeping through the grass. At each
movement something long and white
cleaned in the moonlight It was a
stiletto. The figure stopped and
crouched as leopard for q spring.
Mills thrust the girl from him Just in
time to receive the shock. The knife
was buried in his shoulder and drawn
out. The trooper grasped the appraised
wrist as it was descending toward his
heart. Jose was light of weight, but
active and strong. Pain and loss of
blood told greatly on Mills The strug-
gle ragged fiercely. Then there was a
heavy fall, and a moment after the
trooper, dripping with blood, staggered
out to where his horse was tethered.
A dark form lay still in the shadow.
AS Mills drew himself into the saddle
girls figure turned the corner Of the
bull ring He never saw her again
Next day the watch found the body
of Jose with his own stiletto in his
heart heavy gold ring lay in the
pool of his blood-New York News.