The Central Nevadan. [volume] (Battle Mountain, Nev.) 1885-1907, 1903-04-23

Bit. II yOu care lnueed 10 10 tnem q
charity, 4 little wine, q little fruit, a
few flowers (for there are those among
them who love fiowers) sent to the hos
pitai will bring many benedictions on
YOUR name, madame. They lie In in
finite misery there"
Il VIM remember" She said simply.
hAd,eu, Mr.. Corporal. and II you should
think better Of your choice and will al
low your name to be mentioned by me
10 his majesty send me word through
my people. There Is my card"
The carriage whirled awny dowfi the
crooked street. He stood under the
fawny awning Of the Moorish house
with the thin, glazed card III his hand.
On It wds printed: +
MADAME IL Pfihcesse Corona DANA
que, Hotel Corona, Paris"
In the corner was written "villa Al
hussa, Algiers." He thrust 1t In the
folds Of his sash and turned within.
do yoti know herT' he asked Ben
Arsli.
The old man shook his head:
"She ls the most beautiful OF thy
many faif Frnnkish women. l never
saw her till to-day. She seemed to have
An Interest I'd thee, my son. But listen
mere. Touching these ivory toys, II thou
dost not bring henceforth to me oil the
work In them that thou doest thou
shalt never come here more to meet the
light Of her eyes,"
Cecil smiled and pressed the Mos
lens hand.
II kept them away because you would
have given me a hundred piasters for
what had not been worth one. As for
her eyes, they are stars that shine on
another world than an African troop
er's. So bestr"
Yet they we're the stars of which he
thought fhore. as he wended his way
back to the barracks, than Of the splen-
did consultations OF the Algerian even
Ing. Meantime the Princess Corona
drove ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS to where
a temporary home had been made by
her In the most elegant of the many
snow white villas that stud the sides
of the Sahel and face the bright bow
of the surlit bay. She passed from
her carriage to her own morning room
and sank down on a couch a little
iistlesB and weary with her search
among the treasures of the Algerian
bazaars.
mot one Of those things do l want
hot one shall I look at twice. The
money would have been better at the
soldiers hospital" she thought, while
her eyes dwelt on a chess table near
her-a table on which the mimic hosts
of chasseurs and Arabs were ranged
In opposite kqiddfons. She took the
white king Id her hand and gazed at
It with h certain interest.
That man has been noble once"
She thought. "What q fate! What a
cruel fatel How bitter his life must
bel When Philip comes. perhaps he
will know some way to aid him. And
yet-who can serve a mai who only
tlesires to be forgotten"
Then, with a certain impatient sense
Of some absurd discrepancy. Of some
dnseemly occupation. In her thus dwell
ing on the wishes and the burdens Of a
corporal Of light chvalry, size laughed d
little and put the white king back 0rice
more in his place. Yet even as she set
the king among his mimic forces the
very carvings themselves served to re-
tain their artist In her memory.
There was about them an indescrib-
able elegance, All executing grace and
beauty, which spoke OF a knowledge of
hrt and OF Refinement of taste far be-
yond those or d mere military amateur
In the one who produced them.
"Wl1ht could bring a man Of that tai
ent. with that address, into the ranksY'
she unused. "persuns OF good family.
of once fine position, come here. they
say. and live and die uhrecognlzed I'M
der the imperial flag. 1t is usually
some dlshonor that drives them out of
their own worlds. 1t may be so with
him. Yet he does not look like one
whom shame has touched. lie Is proud
still-prouder than he knows. More
likely It Is the old. old story-a high
name and a narrow fortune. the ruin of
thousands. Well. 1t Is no matter of
mine. Very possibly he is a mere adj
yenturer with a good manner. This
army here Is n mixture. they say. of
all the varied scoundrellstns OF Eu
rope"
The Musleit had said Alright or her
beauty. Many besides the old Moslem
had thodght II "the falrest that e'er
the sur shohe Oh" and held n grave,
lustruis glance OF the blue inperial
eyes above anght else oh earth. Many
had loved her. all without return. Yet.
although only 20 years had passed over
her proud head. the Princess Corona
u'Amague had been welded and been
widowed.
Welded. with no other sentiment
than that Of a certain pity and a Ger
tain honor for the man whose noble
Spanish name she took: widowed by
4 death that was the seal of her thar.
Siage sacrament and left her his wife
only In name and law.
The marriage had left nj chain upon
her: II had only made her mistress of
wide wealth. OF that villa on the Sicil.
ian sea. OF thar light. spacious palace
dwelling in Paris that bore her mime.