Bisbee daily review., 1903-03-19
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his coat about him to protect himself
 from the cold wind that forced its way through the loose windows.
 Yes" replied his wife, throwing
 more covering over her sleeping babe. 'I should dread to be out in such night"
 Tt will go hard with the revolution ists. l hope this winter will freeze them out entirely"
 If it doesn't, we will go back to Spain in tine spring"
 There was a quick rap at the door. Garez sprang up and opened it. There stood q woman, with the dark eyes. ra-
 ven hair and olive complexion of a Cuban, bearing ia her arms little child. Garez drew back. "l am Sonora Garnet" said the wo- man. For heavens sake, give me shel- ter, at least tor the night. The Span ish soldiers have burned our house and taken my husband to jail" ''l know you wen, senora. You are one of the few rich Cuban revolution ists. You have lived in a great house in the midst of your sugar plantation. Now yOu have no home over your head and ask shelter under the lowly roof of loyal Spaniard. Go on in the rain till yoI find one of your own kind to take you in And he shut the door in her face.
 With moan the woman turned ; away. A dim light Shone far away. and she made toward it, the rain beat ing down on her already drenched gar mc-itS. the wind chilling her 10 the bon" Holding the child close to her to protect it from the storm. sine fioun- dered on till she at last reached hut, through the window Of which came the light of candle. and fell exhausted against the door. In another moment a man lifted her and Ier child into the hut. His hair and beard were white, but he had the erect bearing of one | who had been a soldier.
 For heavens sake, senora," said the man in broken Spanish, what do you out on such night?' Il am the wife of SenOr Garnet. The Spanish soldiers have burned our house and taken my husband to jail" "Garnet!" said the man." "I served
 under Major Garnet in the States. [ We were COnfederatcs. But he would bc now too old to be your husband"
 My husband Is much older than l. He was ill the Confederate army and
 came here when the southern people gave up the unequal contest You are welcome, sonora, to what | have. but it is net much. was with | your husband through many cam [ paigD and loved and admired him for brave mar."
 The old man helped her to rude [ lounge before the fire. heated some ' liquor. which Ing induced her to drink. ! and warmed some milk for her child. 1 Then he went out to neighboriug [ house and brought back dry clothing, 1 after which he left her for the night. Senora Garnet spent months in the ! abode of Antoine Cavillac, q Louisiana 1 creole who had drifted to Cuba, where he had been employed in tobacco ! house. The old man was happy in min istering 10 her comfort. During tie day he was busy securing food and
 other necessaries for his guests. and in
 
 sonora incidents of his campaigns with her husband-how they had passed through the same battles, experienced the same hunger. faced the same wind and rain and at last suffered the same
 keen disappointment in having strug-
 gled so long in cause that was lost
 "I left the major oD the day after the
 surrender" said Antoine, "and l have never since seen him. 'Goodby,' he said. If you ever see me again, it will
 be as a soldier in foreign army At
 that time he expected to offer his serv- ices to the khedive of Egypt" One afternoon firing was heard near 1 the railroad which lay about mile | from the but, and soon a number of l Spanish soldiers came flying down the
 road They were followed by troops wearing 8 uniform unfamiliar to both 1 the sonora and the ex-Confederate.
 They were United States troops of 1898. l Among them was. an old naD who.
 though weak aud 'emaciated. kept pace
 with the rest. on his face look Of in-
 tense fierceness, in his hands Krag
 Jorgensen rife, from which he was
 pouring shots at the Spaniards. "It is Senor Garnet" the woman called to Cavillac. Gall him."
 "MajorE, called Cavlllac. 'Step!
 Herer' .a..-.
 'who are you, and what do you
 want?" asked Garnet.
 1 T am your former orderly. Antoine Caviilac. and have your young wife
 and babe here in my house" Garset flung down his rife. Tn an
 other moment he was locked in the ! arms of his wife.
 i Major" said Cavillac, when l
 parted with you in Virginia more than
 thirty years ago yon told me that if l ever saw you again 1t would be in for | eign service. The next time see you you are chasing Spaniards and in ooln- pahy of the meH you chased st Bull
 Run"
 Antoine has told me-" said the seno-
 "a to her husband. "of many gallant
 deed of yours that makes me more proud of you than ever"
 Did he tell you that he once saved