Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1903-03-29
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.JUANITO'S EASTER DREAM

In Triana, suberb of Seville, lived
a lad of fifteen named Juanito el Mo
renito He had neither father nor
mother, had grown up haphazard. like
a blade OF wild grass in the pavement
of Triana; slept sometimes under the
open sky, sometimes in the stable of
DOsada lived on a handful OF sweet
acorns or fried cake bought of the
huckster and followed a hundred ways
OF making a living, the most lucrative
being the sale Of programs at the
doors of the theaters Spite of his
ragged clothes he was handsome lit
tie fellow, with sparkling eyes, smil-
ing lips, curling locks and deeply sun
burned skin, which had won him the
surname Of Morenito. There was a
strain Of gypsy blood in his veins, and
like the gitanos, he possessed an in
dependant disposition. loved a wonder
ing life and was passionately fond of
bull fights.
On the morning of Holy Friday he
woke in very dull mood During the
whole fortnight of the Passion the
theaters had been closed, and having
been unable to follow his business of
selling programs, he had only a GU
arto in his pocket He felt his power
ty all the more keenly because a mag
nifcent bull fight, with Mazzantini and
Frascuelo as spadas, was to take place
at Easter, and owing to the emptiness
of his purse he would be perforce de-
prived of his favorite spectacle. Never
theless he determined to go in search
of any money he could find in the
streets Of Seville. and after having
addressed prayer to the Virgin OF
Hope he shook off the straw that clung
to his hair and hurried out of the sta
BILE where he had slept.
It was splendid morning. The
slender pink tower of the Giralda
stood forth in clear outline against
the deep blue sky. The streets were
filled with people who had
focked to Seville to see the process
ion OF the ,confradias. Passing in
front of the Plafront of the Plaza de
n
buyers besieging the ticket Office, a
spectacle which increased the bitter
ness of his regrets For four hours
he wandered up and down the Gale
Sierpes, inhaling the odor Of cinnamon
cakes browning in boiling oil, follow
ing the toreadors. who were strolling
IN front of the cafes, proud of their
loose Jackets and loose trousers. He
racked his brain to devise some way
of earning few pesetas He had
vainly endeavored to join the venders
who were shouting the programs
of the procession with the names of
various fraternities; all the places
were taken and he encountered only
rebuffs on every side Finally, unable
to hold out longer with an empty stom-
ach and a back Scorched by the sun,
he entered the plaza de la Constitu-
cion. where the professions were stat
ioned, and finding a shady corner un-
der one of the portals Of the Audiencia
he determined to rest there while
waiting for the confradias to pass.
who sleeps dimes" says the pro
verb. and for lack of breakfast More
alto indulged in a good slice of slum-
ber He was soon in sound nap and
certainly looked very handsome as he
lay stretched out at full length on the
white pavement with one arm folded
under his waving black locks, his long
lashes resting on his cheek and his
red lips slightly parted by smile
which disclosed his little white teeth.
While he slept two travellers passed
young people, probably husband and
WIFE, at any rate lovers; one could see
that by the way she learned on his
arm.
Look at this pretty boy said the
young man, pausing to watch the
sleeper What a charming picture
ne would make! What a cOmical atti
tude. 1t tells the whole story, even
to the position to the open hand, which
seems extended for some prize to be
dropped into it while the led is asleep
wouldn't it be a charming surprise