Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1903-04-08
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together. When they were not polish.
ing and refining the original stock,
they were fertilizing and cultivating
their money. II it happened to be q
case of cousins, so much the better.
The process Of concentration. howev-
er, was more favorable to the money
than to the blood. The children had
grown smaller and weaker. prettier
and punier, fewer and fewer. genera.
tion after generation. This last repre-
sentative of the race had got to that
pass Intellectually when be had to buy
all the business ability he required.
His agent. Beausoleil. had business
ability to sell and over.
Down in the depths of her Aztec
blood Ouelle had superstitious faith
In the coming again Of Montezuma.
She knew that when the god returned
1t would be with the rays of the rising
sun. and as the blond young fellow
had lain there in the road for few
moments In the early morning sun
light he had indeed appeared to her as
q god.
When finally he opened his eyes, she
was standing by the door watching
him, one arm half raised and resting
on the sill. her body partly turned. as II
arrested. The position showed the
beautiful lines Of her 1.-the figure. He
looked at her dreamily and tried to
raise his head. but he could not. Then
the girl moved slowly toward him. as
though fascinated by his look. and gaz-
ed into his eyes as little child might.
~ am so sorry that my scream
frightened the senors horse" The
voice was as melodious as that Of the
cenzontle. the Mexican nightingale.
Catou had sprained his ankle. 1t ap-
peared, and In the weeks that follow
ed Beausoleil came to see him daily.
But he never staid long. he was dis
gusted with the whole affair, he said.
His opinion, however, made little diff
ference to Claude, who was In the
habit of doing as he pleased. An agent
was paid for managing business af-;
fairs, nothing else.
Young Montezuma meanwhile had
won the heart Of the stout, middle
aged sonora by commissioning Beau
soliel to fetch her the most gaudy dress
pattern to be found in all Guadalajara,
and he had become great parsonage
q very great parsonage indeed-to the
little brown faced children because he
had bidden his agent never to forget
to bring them dulces. Berrendo Oajaca
also liked him because he spoke the
Spanish "muy galante." But with
Ouelle it was different-altogether diff
ferent.
One day Berrendo was out in the
garden by the acequia planting mag
nolia tree. The sonora had just reach
ed up and seized one Of number Of
chickens perched beneath the roof OF
the jacal. She was wringing Its neck
with a view to supper. Ouelle was
preparing the American senor some
coffee. He liked 1t often.
The senor, for his part, lay back IN
his chair. his ankle nicely bandaged,
watching the door leading to the kitch-
en-, which from time to time Ouelle
would pass.
In some strange way he could not
understand. and yet, which seemed per-
fectly natural to him, he longed to re-
main here, away from the fuss and
fret and fume. the noise and complex
ty of things. He was tired of white
kid gloves and evening clothes. What
claims had New Orleans on him,
Claude Catou? Death, who had al
ways been hanging around the corner
with a pistol or a knife or sailing up
the Mississippi with a cargo Of yellow
fever or cholera. had robbed him of all
his people. AS to bis business affairs,
Beausoleil could attend to them, OF
course. 1t was farcical for him even to
attempt to meddle in their manage
ment. Besides
Ouelle entered the room with a cup
of coffee and flask Of cognac. She
placed the tray on a table at his side.
He touched her hand. and her lips
parted as though to speak. Her IA
ther coming in at this moment she
turned away and sank In huddled
heap on the floor near the door Of the
kitchen.
Berrendo was In something Of an Ill
humor. He had not been all this time
planting his magnolia tree. 1t appear.
ed. He had been quarreling again
with his neighbor. Cristino Miguel.
Now. Berrendo and Cristino were the
closest of comrades. When the detest.
ed Americanos had invaded their couh.
try. they had fought together and suf.
fered loss Of property together. And
since those days but one discord ever
had jostled upon their harmonious
friendship. This discord came In the
shape Of chickering's over the right to
the water which reached Berrendo's
land only after having crossed field
Of Cristlno.
Usually these wrangles were Of 9
good natured sort. But today, decided
ly. Berrendo's temper had got the up
per hand He tried to explain to Ca
tou:
"He Misunderstanding to Cristino
! Miguel-'that because his people have
handed him down as a treasure let.
ter addressed, al Senior Don Miguel
Hidalgo = ostilla. Parocco del Pueblo
de Dolores'-why, caramba! he thinks
that because of this he ought to own
the whole Of Mexico" Berrendo snap
ped his fingers with. so much en-