The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1901-03-12

| And then he would go about his work,
putting and steaming at a great rate.
Berrendo had never been gaucho-
! Inocencio was sure of that-so why did
he sing this couplet? That was a
/ gaucho's song.
The devoted grarlmother-she who
nursed the stone bruises, picked out
the slivers. kissed away the troubles,
! gladdened the young heart by her SIM
pie tales-had told him one thing,
though. His fathers name was Claude.
4 His mother had asked that the priest
should give her baby that name, too,
and he had-Claude Inocencio.
But Inocencio is name long
enough to hear every day." the old wo-
man had concluded, "and your grand
father likes it better"
Llama liked it too. She would have
been lonely without Inocencio. He had
been her champion and leverage, and
her worshiper as well-ever since baby
hood. Once when the tiny, soft eyed
thing, coquette even then. had put |
, her arms around the stalwart boy and |
, lisped in pretty Spanish that she loved
) him he had stopped whiting his stick
and answered solemnly:
, But, Llama, you do not love me as
, well as Pancho Manuel. You gave him
: half Of your banana yesterday"
''Oh, ST." she had answered, with q
: slight toss of her lovely baby head, 81
! liked Pancho yesterday, but like you,
: Inocencio, today"
oil And Inocencio had kissed her. not
J., satisfied and not understanding, yet
r trying to be content. The glamour of
g his love cast about her an unreal light,
r. out of which shone so perfect a figure
Q that he bowed before her, while his
r. straightforward nature endeavored to
] grasp the tortuous windings of a tenn
e permanent beyond his comprehension.
Yet at times was he also masterful.
The day. for instance, when unknown
:, to them Rerrendo and Cristino had de-
= cided upon their merry plan. The chill
=, dren We're making little adobes and
l. building toy jacals out under the mag
- - nolia tree. fetching their water from
IS the acequia in miniature ollas.
"Why do you sigh, Inocencio?" asked
:. Llama. stirring her wet clay vigorously.
lis, it because the English that the
padre gives you for your lesson tomor-
a row is SO hard?'
}, NO: there is another thing that
=. makes me sad 1t will be five long
y, months yet before am 10, Llama"
Inocencio made the announcement re-
=. fiectively And then there is such a
- weary time to wait before shall be a
man."
well, when you get to be a man
what then p
81 shall marry you first of all. And
then l shall go far into the immense
forests of the mountains there'-he
pointed to the distant peaks of the Cor
dillera. beyond which lie Topic ant
, San Bias and will hunt and hum
and hunt
Il The boy broke off for moment t
listen tosthe wind playing delicately il
the branches Of the tree above him.
rapt expression on his handsome
7, swarthy face. Did he hear his Indian
forbears calling "Y6- hi-ouan!'
Eyes. and will sleep on bed o
grass l will follow the traces of tn
stag and the jaguar r.
"But what will you do with me?
chimed in Llama, the feminine in he
the asserting itself. She stopped her stil
the ring and dropped her stick. She let he
Ant little chin fall into her clay sole
CIV hands and looked at him wonderingly
on, On sald luoceiicid, Laughing an
forgetting '.Yo hi-ouan," shall blu
she you home in gay Guadalajara Woul
you like best that it should be near til
acls great quadrangle of the Plaza de Al
fine mas. where the military band plays, 9
orr close to the governors palace, whe1
,ht the flowers are so beautiful, or next t
Won the big cathedral, where they burn
million lights?'
"Why, IEocencio!" exclaimed Liam
admiringly. And then she added
-, think should like best to be near tt
-. dear Santuaria." She rubbed her pre-
80 ty cheek up and down his arm affe
~, tionately. Because, you know, 10,
~. it So,
,....,, For several years now the good pad
~ had been taking her and Inocenc
lich =. ~, e.. 80 az ,,aa.s,a m, - ~
nave of the Santuara, crowded wi
80. kneeling forms and the dazzling sple
- dor of the white and gold altar hi
.nd quite stolen away the cnlld warm
49, hgious soul.
49,, 49, The children went on playing quie
~ ly for few moments, each busy wi
~ separate thoughts, until Llama int
IN rupted the silence.
,,tt Yes, l love the Santuaria. and
+ha-, would be kind of you to buy me
70 house close to it. But, no i shou
: want to go with you, Inocencio. Gran
!, ~ father will be old and withered tn
- and only have two teeth left, Oh L
80, rro should want to go with you, dec
! ~ edly."
800 you couldn't, into the deep fores
,tal,. You are a girl" remarked Inocent
af dryly.
10 Liana's lip trembled for a secor
= ~ Then she reioined with a dainty
a,,,a umph in her voice:
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