The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1902-10-08
! ROMANCE OF NEW MEXICO.

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The sky of New Mexico Is as blue as
the eyes OF the girl you love. and ths
scant heritage reminds one OF the Scotch
heather. dry and vari-colored. but max
ing N exquisite harmony among tbs
otooc-rsd sandstone buttes ana plains g.
Versliied BY caves and canyons And
spread everywhere. the wonderful cacti
with their marvellous flowers. the scarlet
blossoms of the arid plain.
There in peace and plenty live a people
who viii always be interesting. the PIC
turesque and unique Pueblcs. who have
lost more arts than we have ever possess
CO; whose men are brave. peaceful and
comesticated: who live in terraced houses
ana build difficult churches. and wash
themselves without government inteTfsr-
cree. and who co not choose for them
selves yankee sons-in-Iaw. but are often
compelled TO accept them as a penalty
for having handsome daughters.
All Of which is incidental TO the story
CT Marceiena Zenda. the handsonest SRI
IT New Mexico. who lived n one OF the
! terraced houses. Lad Spanish blood in
her veins. and was so beautiful that her
name was a charm IN her tribe. Iarcs-
( lena had refused a dozen Mexican senors.
the colonel of a regiment stationed at
( Fort Bowie, and q goodIy number OF her
{ cwn people. Then she lost her heart 10
/ a sickly little chap of a New Engiander.
; who had come there with the particular
product Of that country-consumpt
and expected to die.
! To marry the girl 10 such a man was in
+ the nature of pagan sacrifice. for he had
NJ right 10 fall in love. yet what was
mere remarkable his love was returned.
M2rcelena had lands and burros and her
: terraced house was a wonder of archi-
! lecture. and she was willing TO marry
+ her lover of-hand. but the man had a
+ New England conscience After win
ming the girls heart he concluded that IL
would be wicked to marry her only to
make her widow.
But you will not die. Jamez." said
Marcelena, Il myself make prayer to God
IL the thorn, that you live-I suffer. then
; He make you to be well"
James Phillips WINGED. NO. my dear
little one. you mistaken. God does not
require that you shall lacerate your fair
flesh with thorns that l may recover. If
anyone does that it should be myself
Promise me. my Marcelera. that you will
never again so with the Penitentes. OF
practice their cruel rites-promise me. al
though l may not live TO know If you
keep your word"
And Marcelena promised, then brought
her guitar and played the sweet Mexican
airs TO her lover. who watched her with
intentness akin to pain in its loving and
duenna TO visit him at the government
! hospital. where through the good offices
or friends he had found refuge and
where he improved so rapidly that he be-
can to take new lease of life. But now
something began TO prey upon his mind
and depress his spirits. Marcelena no
tlced 1t and urged him TO make confess
son. He then suggested that they be
married at once in the hospital by the
pest chaplain. But Marcelena had tribal
IL stincts.
NO, no. she said, quoting the proverb
o. her people, that would be the hay
stack going after the cow. l marry at
home. my James or not at ALL"
Then occurred the miracle of James
Phillips complete restoration to health
and A change Of heart toward Marcelena
fo- which he called himself a villain and
was as wretched as one of his weak,
vacillating nature could be. He had no
mind for the gay doings of the season.
but was quite willing that Marcelena
should participate. So she consented 10
attend bail with n former lover who
had just returned from California and
who had sworn she would marry no other
nan while he lived. 1t was distinct
shock 20 "Jsmez" and his New England
conscience when he saw her arrayed for
the ball. Her short dancing skirt OF vel
low striped stuff was embroidered IN CAV
leads and silver sequins hung in strings
down every bredath. Her small feet
were clad in soft kid moccasins-for this
was an occasion when she wore the tribal
dress-and she carried the castanets be-
qUeathed TO her by her Andalusian moth
er And as usual. Marcelena was the
telle Of the ball
The intoXication of the scene and the
homage given to her was suffocating and
the girl stepped to the door TO breathe
the welcome tonic of the night air. Some
one was singing FL Borrachito" giving
the refrain in English, badly broken
And a passion for a woman caused il
The Borrachito-''the man who is little
drunk'-was the cavalier Michael. the
lover with whom MarceIena attended the
ball, and who looked very handsome in his
velvet clothes and many-toned sash, his
breast covered with decorations lie
swung the girl TO his saddle mode OF
conveyance popular among the Pueblos-
lighted his cigarette and looked into her
eyes with that daring audaclty 70 which
she was well accustomed. The rest Of the
company were watching the departure Of
the pair on the feet Mexican horse
Some day" said one OF the rejected,
he viii run away with her"
That fiery Michael-no. she is too tame.
He knows she will marry the yankee
The handsome arms of Marceiena clasp
ed her escort. but not too closely: she
vas in haste to get home to pray for her
Jamez. Her heart pricked her that she
had not thought of him once all that
right. They galloped through the moon
light and across the plaza beyond. over
fields Of blazing cactus startling the jack
rabbits and the piping quail. and away
Ike the wind in an opposite direction from
- home ~ a rnfr a-7T 60
eio not notice the change. but Michael. /
flushed and fearless. called 70 his horse.
TO AAcoma. Gazelle; 10 the country I
Of Michael. and. sonora. you viii never /
marry your puny Americana
There was a wild cry OF rage as the girl 1
tried TO throw herself from the fvinr 1
steed. but could not loosen the grasp OF /
the desperate Mexican.
''Iewill- kill-you," she muttered between /
her teeth
XIII away. my pretty, but you shall be
my wife first" Then. as she heard the
sound OF pursuers, Marcelena clung closer
to her captor.
Faster. faster" she urged. and then
Michael knew his case was won. and he
halted long enough TO snatch a kiss from
the red lips so tenptingly near his own
And when the welded pair went hack no
me gave them such a joyful greeting as
the deserted lover. who ar once beto0k
himself and his conscience beyond the
danger line.-Mrs. NJ L Rayne-
Remembered Her.
CFro-n the New York Daily News
Miss Singer wonder Il that rich uncle
4 mine remembers me when he made
ais will7 7 used 20 sing g him
Mr.. Lav-Tm sure he must have. he
hasn't left you anything