The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-03-31

die and rot, you and the woman you
nave stolen from me, you thieving, lying.
half-breed mongrel. May she bring
curse to whomsoever touches ner, and
may her children grow up to curse their
father and bring disgrace upon their own
heads. You off-scouring: you plague
SPOT! you low-flung, undetermined sneak
thief! you-you-''
Ereathless and exhausted, words failed
him. But as he disappeared around the
corner, shaken with his wrath. he still
nluttered excavations between his teeth.
In the blindness of his rage he did not
notice the effect his words had had.
Under the TRADE of his curse Jose had
charged color and gone from pasty yell
low to streaked blue. Now he arose
stltiiy and backed through the doorway,
ms eyes still turned in the direction of
Pablo had taken, as if expecting to see
his curse descend in visible form.
All 3liS self tiSfaction all his sn1irk-
ing complaccncy was suddenly gone
Fablo's tremendous rage and terrible
earneStness, as he stood over him and
gltwered red-eyed and furious into his
face, so terrified the little man that he
was like to faint. lie turned his ashen
face toward the window, and would net
have been surprised to see Fablo-s form,
with cioven hoofs and fiery breath, rid
ing through the air, While his upwrougft
fancy supplied the kissing tones: May
she bring a curse to whomscever touches
her, may she, may you-"
Madre de DioSi he was a ruined man
for Ibis was Good Friday and the change
of inc moon! Many were the curses he
had known TO have been called down in
this way leaving a train of desolation
ard destruction in their wake, Old Juan
T1enda was now crawling about on
crHtcheS h6p2nSa The Do
nounced curse upon the feet that had
carried their sheep away, and he well
remembered the time his fathers horses
had all died of CHAMBERS because there
was curse upon them. Jose had never
penetrated beyond the confines of his
valley, and the local traditions and
superstitions of the Santa Ynez bound
ed his mental horizon
ntll the shadows grew long and cold
he sat and covered in his corner. his
mind circling around those awful words
and the blight that would surely follow.
Turn which way he might, his doom
confronted him, and there was no escape
He felt himself powerless in Pablo's
hands, and the scathing words. that had
burned themselves into the core of his
soul, rang the changes on NAV she
bring a curse!" till the perspiration stood
out on his Forehead and the goose-fesh
on his body, as he waited, not knowing
when the curse might descend.
Hut with the coming Of the morning
there came a sudden fash of illur9lina-
ticn. A quick light leaped into his eyes,
for the words may whomscever'' took
on new meaning to him. In the atti-
tude of mind that says you're another"
Jose bounded to his feet with a definite
plan He began to see the possibility OF
outwitting Pablo, by shifting this deep
CTin0cnT0 n hi Dol
IC sec him blighted by his own curse.
withered by his own words, starving,
begging from door to door, dying like
deg in the streets, accursed Ivy his OWE
flesh and blood, would be worth any
price
1t was still early when Jose, pulling
from the briskness of his walk found