The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1901-02-28

IT hangs on the biggest street-door
| in all the old city of OaXaca.
Eleven feet high is the door. and ten
wide, a swinging double monster. with
great riyet-heads protrudiug. Where
the brass hand has hung these years,
looking limp, knocking the paint off
the metal plate, there also little Ines
goes to and fro. Ines admired that
heavy hnockeT, and used to stand and
knock Ivy the hour dcliciously. The
patio was grand and gloomy, with an
ancient fountain and vines dropping
from a hundred trees. The peace
that sleeps i'm OaNaca was deepest
here. The corridor was wide, shad-
owed. bounded by an interminable
row of pillars, all white and three
feet thick.
"Orphan, Orphan!" tainted Del
fino, demon-like neighhor boy. who
was running after the water-man's
burro, as Ines stood and knocked and
knocked, for fun, in the morning sun
light.
I'm not an orphan! My papa is
only dead" shrieked she, stamping
her foot, imagining that orphan was
something els" much worse.
She flushed in hot temper. She went
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yo,r, IN hnr rnJroon SAN, an
ornbar ." sbrfoI.d Tnas ana thra,y
1,sr..Ir all tou.Iod orl ,i,I on tho
bed ana kicked
u.r po,heI s,vapt .Iapdar dark
orad tnrnnd toy.,rd hon = foce Iilo
H. If Nor, Of sorroy.s Cbo r,,+
non hand an hon. hreas+ ANA sigbed
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~ ,yan+ Some d,,,ce," criod no
,rf1If,l ana l,,I Ira. loo,i,o. tl,a MT
+ar or tho o,,,b,r
No TtIn has d,,liro d,rIiro
1ro. i"
ON, not, Tn, hungry"
Inns Won ora all have. he rood
70 mo. bo rood ia p,otbo,, rnos +"
81 ,,on,t, ,,ont TINT drIce- tba.
lam which tbe cook made ont Of vel
low bovs ana sweet potatoes,"
IInr motbnr scarcely moro than =
ri,I throw herseIf in mission upon
tbn child ana buoued her
.Tt made Won sick before," she
cred thc cbfld's head rubbno
nooir,t her slender fair mock
This was TOO much for Ines She
kyas called an ornbon She was de-
nied dulce. She iumped m and ran
ont fiery. determined TO break
tb;nps tnd her mother sank IA the
he'd habind nor
..IIl br,y lam in thc market" swore
Tnes to herself finpipo her short
pink dress here and there
She cama IN +ba bio front door
Sbo srddanl,. ramerbnred 81. had no
honey Delfno flew Inv ooain "You're
an ornban, You,re noor," oIooted
he indeI;cateIv
This drove her immeIioteIv into
rhine
The hanging hand differed there
before her in the morning lioht.
These vast Knockers are fashioned
n+o MANY sbanes This brass ones
6roo,s. urern delicate Iopo daad-lool;-
no Thav had ever fascinated her
II suIdeniy occurred TO her tina, the
hand was GOLD She knew nothin, of
he faIseness of brass. OF course il
WAS pold-an yellow, shiny things are
pold.
II = evos dashed Sbe ran down The
+r,ot ond stole hammer and =
rbiseI from n carpenter who was
7rinI,ipo nn,oue M cart in frort of
his sbon The shop was called
.Iauphter." the carpenter was lean.
His tools whislled ont behind him. as
yhisled tbe mini, dress and two
wicked LITTLE leos.
For an hour Ines tugged. ham
,o,.ad f,,,ed ~ ,ho hoooino n,nl
rremendous was the task. Her black
nves flashed Her black hair few
Mild Vicious were her little Iips. The