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Albuquerque daily citizen. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1895-1903, 1901-04-13
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OFFICIAL NOTES.
Territorial Funds Received -Incor-
poration Papers Filed.
LAND OFFICE TRANSACTIONS.
A APPOINTED

NVI HI'IEH VI yin rED'
Governor Otero appointed the fol
lowing notaries public: EugeniO
lrisarri, Albuquerque. Bernallllo
county; Jose Gonzales. Las Cruces
bona Ana county.
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Red shoes and sandals for children
at Muensterman's.
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-05-28

chief though she was, could reach very high in one thing; she could reach love that was unselfish and one that was heroic.
 A few moments, and Cecil returned.
 Rake he said rapidly in the French he habitually used, saddle my horse and your own. am allowed to choose one of you to accompany me-"
 Rake, in paradise and the envied of every man in the squadrons, turned to his work-with him a task cf scarce more than a second = and Cecil ap- preached his little Friend of the Flag.
 sMy child, I cannot attempt to thank you But for you I should have been tempted to send my lance through my own heart"
 '.Keep it's lunge for the Arbicos, my friend,'' said Cigarette brusquely-t.e more brusquely because that new and bitter pang was on her. "As for me, want no thanks"
 'sNo; you are too generous. But none the less do wish I could render them more worthily than by words. If live, I will try; if not, keep this in my memory It is the only thing 1 have"
 He put into her hand the ring she had seen in the little bonbonniere-a ring of his mothers that he had saved when he had parted with all else and that he had put off his hand and into the box of. Petit Reine's gift the day he had entered. the Algerian army.
 Cigarette flushed scarlet with pas sions he could not understand and she could not have disentangled.
 .The ring of your mistress! Not for me, if know it! Do you think want to be paid?'
 taThe ring was my mother's,' he an swered her simply And l offer 1t only as souvenir
 She lost all her hot color and all her fiery wrath. His grave and gentle courtesy always strangely stilled and rebuked her. But she raised the ring off the ground where she had flung it and placed it back in his hand.
 'sIf so, still less should you part with it. Keep it. It will bring you happi- ness one day. As for me, I have done nothing''
 "You have done what I value the more for that noble disclaimer. May thank you thus, little one?"
 He stopped and kissed her, kiss that the lips of man will always give to the bright, youthful lips of a wom- an, but a kiss, as she knew well, with out passion, even without tenderness.
 With a sudden, impetuous movement, with a shyness and a refusal that had never been in her before, she wrested herself from>him, her face burning, her heart panting, and plunged away from him into the depth-of the shadow. And he never sought to follow her, but threw himself into saddle as his gray was brought up. Another instant, and, armed to the teeth, he rode out of the camp into the darkness of the silent, melancholy, lonely Arab night.
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-05-28

march Cecil lay asleep, and the man who had thieved from him, the man whose soul was stained with murder and pillage and rapine, sat erect be side him, letting the insects suck his veins and pierce his flesh.
 It was only when they drew near the. camp of the main army that Zackrist beat off the swarm and drew his old shirt over his head.
 ssYou do not want to say anything to him. he muttered to Cigarette. '1 am of leather, you know; I have not felt it"
 And she dashed the spurs into her mare and galloped off at the height of her speed into camp-a very city of canvas, buzzing with the hum of life, regulated with the marvellous skill and precision of French warfare, yet with the carelessness and the pictur- esqueness of the desert life pervading it.
 What she had done had heen told long before by an orderly riding hard in the early night to take the news of the battle, and the whole host was on watch for its darling, the savior of the honor of France. Like wave rushing on wave of some tempestuous ocean, the men swept out to meet her in one great surging tide of life, impetuous. passionate, idolatrous, exultant, with all the vivid ardor, all the uncontrolled emotion, of nature south born, sun nur- tured. As her soldiers had done the night before, so these did now-kissing her hands, her dress, her feet. sending her name in thunder through the sunlit air, lifting her from off her horse and bearing her in a score of stalwart arms Triumphant in their midst.
 She was theirs-their own-the child of the army, the little one whose voice above their dying brethren had the sweetness of an angels song and whose feet in their hours of revelry flew like the swift and dazzling flight of gold winged orioles. And she had saved the honor of their eagles; she had given to them and to France their god of vic tory.
 Tt was nothing" she answered them -tft was nothing. It was for France" !"
 For FranceI They shouted back the beloved word with tenfold joy, and the great sea of life beneath her tossed to and fro in stormy triumph, in frantic paradise of victory, ringing her name with that of France upon the air in thunder shouts like spears of steel smiting on shields of bronze.
 But she stretched her hand out and swept it backward to the desert border of the south with a gesture that had awe for them.
 .Hushr' she said softly. with an ac- rent in her voice that hushed the riot of their rejoicing homage till it lulled like the Hull in a storm. "Give me no honor while they sleep wonder. With the dead lies the glory!"
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-05-28
UNDER TWO FLAGS
By "oUIDA."

- .
 Who has done thatY' thought Ciga- rette. As she glanced round she saw without any linen to cover him Zac- krist had reared himself up and leaned slightly forward over against his com rade. The shirt that protected Cecil was his, and on his own bare shoul- ders and mighty chest the tiny armies of the flies and gnats were fastened, doing their will uninterrupted.
 As he caught her glance a sudden ruddy glow of shame shone through the black, hard skin of his sunburned visage-shame to which he had never been touched when discovered in any one of his guilty and barbarous actions.
 "Ughr' he growIed savagely. ''He gave me his wine. One must do some thing in return; not that I feel the in sects-not I; my skin is leather, see you; they can't get through it, but his is white and soft-bah-like tissue pa per"
 ''I see, Zackrist. You, are right: A French soldier can never take a kind ness from an English fellow without outrunning him in generosity. Look, here is some drink for you"
 She knew too we'll the strange na ture with which she had to deal to say a syllable of praise to him for his self devotion or to appear to see that, de spite his boast of his leather skin, the stings of the cruel winged tribes were drawing his blood and causing him alike pain and irritation which, under that sun and added to the torment of his gunshot wound, were a martyrdom as great as the noblest saint ever en- dured.
 And all through the march she gave Zaekrist double portion of her water dashed with red wine, that was so vel come and so precious tothe parched and aching throats, and all through the
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-05-28

full night closing in on them, the skies being black with the heavy drift of ris- ing stormclouds. They had reached the center of the plain when the sound they had long looked for rang on their ears, piercing the heavy, breathless stiffness of the night It was the Al lah-il-Allah of their foes, the warcry of the Moslem. Out of the gloom whether from long pursuit or some near hiding place they could not tell there broke suddenly upon them the fury of an Arab onslaught. How they were attacked, how they resisted, how they struck, how they were encompass ed, how they thrust back those who were hurled on them in the black night, with the north sea wind like ice upon their faces and the loose African soil drifting up in clouds of sand around them, they could never have told, nor how they cut their way through the foe. whose very face they scarce could see and plunged away into the shad- ows across the desolation of the plain, pursued whether by one or by thou sand they could not guess, for the gal lop was noiSeless on the powdered soil, and the Arab yell of baf1ed passion and slaughterous lust was half drown ed in the rising of the windstorm.
 The first faint streak of dawn grew gray in the east when Cecil felt his charger stagger. and sway beneath him and halt, worn out and quivering in ev- cry sinew with fatigue. He threw himself off the animal in time to save himself from falling with it as it reel ed and sank to the ground.
 < sMassena cannot stir another yard" he said. Do you think they follow us still?" There was no reply. He strain ed his sight to pierce. the darkness, but he could distinguish nothing. The gloom was still too deep. He spoke more loudly. Still there was no reply. Then he raised his voice in shout. It rang through the silence, and when it ceased the silence reigned again.
 A deadly chill came on him. How had he missed his comrade? They must be far apart, he knew, since no response was given to his summons. Without moments pause he plunged back in the direction he had come, leaving the charger on the ground to pe1nI llo iiAS SuI sS IL lnuol, aHu SouSHI to feel his way along, so as to seek as best he could the companion he had deserted. He still could not see a rood before him, but he went on slowly, with some vague hope that he should ere long reach the man whom he knew , death or the fatality of accident alone would keep from his side. He had re- passed the ground already traversed by some hundred yards or more, which seemed the length eff many miles in the hurricane that was driving over the
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earth and sky, when some outline still duskier than the dusky shadow caught his sight. 1t was the body of horse standing on guard over the fallen body of man.
 Another moment and he was beside them. as
 My God! Are you hurt g' G1sA
 He could see nothing but an indis- tinct and shapeless mass, without form or color to mark, it out from the breeding gloom and from the leaden earth. But the voice he knew so well answered him with the old love and fealty in it, eager with fear for him.
 ''When did you miss me, sir? didn't mean you, to know. held on as long as I could, and when I couldn't no longer, l thought you was safe not to see I'd knocked over, so dark as it Was."
 Great heavens! You are hurt, then?"
 "Just finished, sir. Lord, it don't matter! Only you ride on, Mr. Cecil. Ride on, I say. Don't mind me. I never meant you should know, sir. I meant just to drop behind and die on the quiet. You see, sir, it was just this way: They hit me as we forced through them. I hoped you wouldn't miss me in the darkness and the noise the wind was making, and you didn't hear me then, sir, I was glad.''
 A great sob shook Cecil as he heard. No false hope came to him; he felt that this man was lost to him forever, that this was the sole recompense which the cruelty of Africa would give to fidelity passing the fidelity of woman.
 Don't take on about it, sir,'' whis- pered Rake, striving to raise his head that he might strain his eyes better through the gloom to see his masters face. Ut was sure to come some time, and I ain't in no pain-to speak of. Do leave me, MT. Cecil-leave me, for Gods sake, and save yourself!'
 Did you leave me?''
 The answer was very low, and his voice shook as he uttered it, but through the roar of the hurricane Rake heard it.
 ssThat was different, sir,'' he said simply. "Let me lie here, and go you on, It'll soon be over, and there's naught to be done.''
 1he HoIulng ndu DfoKeH now, put the storm had not lulled. By the fit full gleams of day he could see the blood slowly ebbing out from the great gap where the lance head was still bedded, with it's wooden shaft snapped in two. He could see the dropped head, and Rake's eyes, smiling so brightly and so bravely still, looked up from under their weary lids to his.
 (To Be Continued.)
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-05-28
CHAPTER XVI.

HE errand on which he went was one, as he was well aware,
 from which it were a thousand
 chances to one that he ever
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-05-28

SS=zEssSEssssssa from which it were a thousand kssSsy chances to one that he ever issued alive. It was to reach a distant branch of the army of occupation with dispatches for the chief in command there, and to do this he had to pass through a fiercely hostile region, occu- pieds by Arabs with whom no sort of peace had ever been made, the most savage as well as the most predatory of the wandering tribes.
 "We must ride as hard and as fast as we can and as silently" were the only words he exchanged with Rake as he loosened his gray to a hand gallop.
 The first five and twenty miles pass ed without interruption, and the horses laid well and warmly to their work. They halted to rest and bait the beasts in a rocky hollow.
 Do you ever think of him, sir P said Rake softly, with a lingering love in his voice as he stroked the grays and tethered thep.
 Of whom?''
 "Of the King, sir. If he's alive, he's getting a rare old horse now''
 ''Think of him! wish did not, Rake"
 "Wouldn't you like to see him again, sir?o
 What folly to ask! You know
 'Yes, sir; know" said Rake slowly. ''And I know-leastways i picked it out of an old paper-that your elder brother died, sir, like the old lord, and Mir Berk's got the title"
 I, -.1,- face showed no change, no wonder.
 T have heard that" he said calmly as calmly as though the news had no, bearing on his fortunes, but was some strangers history.
 .Well, sir. but he ain't the lord" pleaded Rake passionately. ''He won't never be while you're living, sirv'
 "Oh, yes, he is. I am dead, you know''
 'sBut he won't, sir!' reiterated Rake, You're Lord Royallieu, if ever there was Lord Royallieu and if ever there will be one."
 'sYou mistake. An outlaw has no civ il rights and can claim none''
 The man looked very wistfully at him; all these years through he had never learned why his master was thus "dead'' in Africa, and he had too loyal love and faith ever to ask, or ever to doubt but that Cecil was the wronged and not the ,wrongdoer.
 You ain't outlaw, sir" he nut tered. "You could take the title if you would"
 ''Oh, no! I left England under a r1si iT11iPn no1 oh prove that before could inherit"
 Rake crushed bitter oaths into mutt tered words as he heard. "You could disprove it, sir, of course, right and away, if you chose"
 'sNo, or I should not have come here. Let us leave the subject. It was set tied long ago. My brother is Lord Royallieu. I would not disturb him if had the power, and have not it.''
 They were before long in saddle again and off, the country growing wilder at each strih lie the horses took.
 Tt is all alive with Arabss for the next ten leagues,' said Cecil, as he settled himself in his saddle. "They have come northward and been sweep ing the country like q locust swarm, and we shall blunder on some of them sooner or>later. If they cut me down, don't wait, but slash my saber tasche loose and ride off with it."
 All right, sir" said Rake obedi- ently; but he thought to himself, "Leave you alone with them demons :? Hang me if I willp'
 And away they went once more in speed and in silence. the darkness of
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-05-28
Gro Be Continued.)
COMING EETs.

Waterbury Driving park, May 30, Decoration day picnic and games of Patrick Sarsfield club.
 City hall, Thursday evening, June entertainment and sociable of Di- vision 4, A. o. H.
Waterbury Democrat., 1901-05-28
CHAPTER xv.

f~ fHREE weeks after the battle E of Zaratla Cigarette, in con- EzSf versation with Cecil, had been k.s@ scoring England.
 we talk of AIbion-there is one of her sons," she said suddenly. 'I dc test your country; but, my faith, I must confess she breeds uneommonly handsome men,"
 She was a dilettante in handsome men. She nodded her head now to where, some yards of, at another of the campfires stood, with some officers of the regiment, one of the tourists-a very tall, very fair man. with a gal tant beaElng and taTny beard that
New-York tribune., 1901-10-19

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New-York tribune., 1901-10-19
OLIVE SCHREINER.
HER TREATMENT UNDER MARITAL LAW

HER TREATMENT UNDER MARITAL LAW.
From The London Daily News.
In January Mr.. Cronwright Schreiner applied
10 the head stan officer Of permits. Cape Town
10 be allowed 10 Join his wife at Hanover (to
which place he had a return ticket. but he met
with a curt refusal The statement that he
NAMED at Cape Town 70 escape the restrictions
OF martial law s thus false. So he had 10 re-
main in Cape Town. Like all the prominent
Worcester Cons gress men. he was marked down
by the authorities while she was marked owing
20 her protests both before and after the war
began. Thus, while he was not allowed TO Join
her. she subjected 10 special persecution at
Hanover. She alone Of all people there was kept
close prisoner within the little village inclosed
with barbed wire enteuglements Others were
allowed 10 walk and drive out. but she kept
for several n )nths prisoner in thu village. It
will thus he seen that Ouidas statement is
practically correct. Under this strain. her iso
lation from evsryb body who knew her intimately
and her enforced severance from her husband
her sensitive organization. coupled with her
weak heart, gradually broke down. until toward
the end Of May she collapsed completely. and
very nearly died.
When this stage was reached the doctor attend
ing her wrote for her husband 70 come up. and
the local commandant, acting at the doctors re-
quest, sent a permit for him 70 come at once
and 10 avoid any delay at Cape Town. Mr.. Cron-
wright Schreiner then first obtained a permit
and left for Hanover (about thirty hours by
train the same night. She was then gradually
nursed hack 10 comparative health but so Sc
verey had she suffered that she Is still unable
10 do any literary work. and Is physically still
a wreck. A Dutch lady had given her a room
IN AcE ISAo<-t anu mere uulAl ucT nuspand
rival. she was nursed and tended day and night
by the Dutch. Not long before her health broke
down she had been granted a pass 10 walk out
on the commonage, but only able 10 avail
herself OF ~ a few times. From the time Of her
collapse the commandant (vho. in keeping her
prisoner was undoubtedly acting under instruc-
tiOns which he co AID not disregard) did what he
could 10 make her lot easier. He sent her hus
band a permit 10 keep a light burning at night
and allowed them 10 drive out, and even placed
his cart and horses at their disposal (Which,
however. they did not usel. The new conr1an-
a-wF kaZ Nv zN1
allowed to go TO a farm near De AaT for Olive
Schreiner's health; Mr.. CronWright Schreinsr
has been granted permit TO make a short visit
TO Cape Town on business. and Olive Schreiner
has been granted permit 10 go 10 Grahams-
town TO visit her aged mother who was thought
70 be dying Such consideration as can be
shown them under martial law has been shown
them since her breakdown The pity is that the
authorities only learned sense by nearly killing
Olive Schreiner
New-York tribune., 1901-10-19

The Century Company publishes this week a
new edition OF President Roosevelt's book. The
Strenuous Life" published last autumn. and
once reprinted since. The new edition has four
additional addresses not contained in the first;
His Minneapolis speech. delivered four days be-
fore President McKinley's assassination on
National Duties; one delivered at the Pan
American Exhibition on The Two Americas;
one at Burlington Vt. before the Civil War vet
erans and one at Colorado Springs on the twen-
ty-hfth anniversary OF Coorado's Statehood
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YALE BICENTENNIAL.

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tfon discussed by our musical critic
in sunday's Tribune
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New-York tribune., 1901-10-19

c. H ST. J. Hornby is issuing from his private
press in London. the Ashendene Press. small
edition OF Tyndale's translation OF THE Revela-
cion ot Sanct Jhon the Devine." II is printed in
black letter. in black and red. The same anna
teur promises The Inferno" Of Dante in the
Italian text. for which a new font Of type is be-
ing cut. the initial letter OF each canto TO be
illumined by hand, and with probably several
woodcuts after the old manner.
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sns -osraphy OF Eugene Field by his friend
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with his intirnates. his character as .