Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1901-07-06

with my very soul?-I swear will
be good to you!''
She Withdrew her hand and shiv
cred. He Strengthened himself with
Jerk. He was almost as pale as
she was.
"One or the other!" he repeated
between his teeth.
She rose from her seat.
"You promise on your word OF
honor he shall go free?' she said
There was a curious, hard express
sion on her face.
"On my word of honor!" he cried
(Which shall it beY"
A tremor seemed to pass over the
girls frame. Then she turned and
faced him resolutely.
II will marry you'll" she said, with
little break in her voice.
1t was almost midday, and a party
of two men and boy were driving
long string of pack donkeys down
a winding hillside path i'll Southern
Spain. The donkeys were picking
their way cautiously. Zach carried
load OF cork carried high on its
back. The men, some fifty PAGES
from one another, were walking
leisurely by their side.
The first was an old man, gray
and grizzled, a typical Spaniard,
with lazy, smiling eyes, and good
humored expression. He slouched
along, smoking a black cigarette
stuck in one corner OF his mouth.
The second man was younger and
taller. His face was bronzed to as
deep a tint as his companions, his
clothes were the picturesque collect
ion of tatters, but an observer would
have been quick to notice differ
ence. The eyes were dark, but there
was not the same indolent look i'll
them-they were quick and search
ing. His shoulders were a trifle
bent, his step was slow, but the
slouching gait of the first man was
not there.
"What makes you so merry, amigo
mioW cried the older man.
'Oh, nothing, Alfonso" returned
the other. 81 was thinking" And
he fell to the occupation again.
And what thoughts they were!
He Dickie Pe1le, an English varsity
man, driving donkeys that carried
cork from the forests OH the hillsides
down to the depot at Puenta Majorga!
He was really a clever man; he
knew 1.-THE superior of half the
men who were doing the worlds
work. He could have beaten them
without an effort, had he set himself
the task. But he didn't. He was
not content even with staying still; /;
he went down the hill. People who
had predicted the most brilliant
things for him grew tired of being
repeatedly disappointed. Only two
persons believed in him his mother
and! His face softened as his
imagination conjured up the picture
OF the soft gray eyes, the pure out
line of her face. She had always
trusted him. encouraged him, tried
to persuade him to let his real merit
reveal itself.
my Godl" he groaned, under his
breath, as these thoughts filtered
through his brain. II shall never
get out of it." ?
He turned and saw old Alfonso
slowly getting on his feet.
ut is time for us to be going" he
said. The boy was already driving
the donkeys toward them.
Peile aroused himself and tied up
his bundle again, then lit another
In a minute or 80 the
little party was again proceeding on
its way through the cork woods.
A sudden break in the trees, and
Alfonso uttered cry of surprise.
Peile looked and his heart gave a
leap. In front was large open
stretch of Spring turf. Usually
this was quite deserted, but today
there was crowd of people.
Peile grasped it at once. The
English garrisons at Gibraltar were
giving picnic-had come up from
by train.
His walk quickened into a stride,
and he caught up with old Alfonso.
"Let us turn off to the left" he