The National tribune., 1903-11-05

and thither like the angry ocean down
in the bay during storm; the watchtower
tumbed down, the houses shook and the
earth opened wide in many places; vivid
lightning seemed to shoot from the earth.
cracking fires and sulphurous fumes ema
mated from numberless assures. amid ire
Inendous peals Of thunder, and in a few
minutes the beautiful green hill became
the heap of stones chat you see now.
But the voices, ay, the voices! Have
you heard those soft, long drawn, deep
tones which the northwind carries to us
down here! Well, that is the voice Of
'Iakaiiuitf calling TO his Lotumaia. And
have you noticed the sweet, bell-ike
strains which v;brate far over the city
when the gentle southwInd reaches US
from the bay? That is the voice of Lotu-
maia answering the call of her beloved.
The great commotion and upheaval of the
mountain has separated their bodies, but
their souls live. calling to each other
''This, SenOr,'' ended the Yaqui, ''is the
true story of the mountain Of the bells
and the origin of its sounds. But our
glorious nation. once so powerful, will
never more attain to the glory and power
it enjoyed under the great Takahuitl."
b 20, = PROGRESSIVE FARMER.
Mr.. Tait's house, orchard, gardens and
ment of its kind in that country, where
l saw thousands of cattle grazing on
the hills and could not obtain pint of
milk anywhere during the day, after milk
ing time, and never an ounce of butter!
He had a cool cellar built upon the north
side of rock, or, rather. two cellars:
one for dairy and one where he made
wine from the grapes of his vineyard
He raised, besides, sugarcane, tobacco
l.. ne t.tx
horses, mules, donkeys, swine, sheep, and
innumerable fowls.
Mr.. TAFT being n widower, his sons
wife. n farmers daughter from the south
of France, was the head of the house
hold, very numerous one, if we include
the farm hands and house servants. Every
thing in and about the house and whole
establishment bore the appearance of Or
der combined with comfort. Upon Mr.
Tait's invitation ! visited him during sew
eral afternoons and spent many a pleasant
hour with the family and walking under
the orange trees. shooting the numerous
woodpeckers that made a speciality Of
pecking the choicest oranges.
These woodpeckers are very pretty birds
with n plumage speckled like that of n
guinea fowl, and n bright red patch upon
their heads. The Mexicans call the birds
"carpintew" (carpenter), on account of the
MP. SPRING HEARS a SECRET.
It was during one Of these bird shooting
walks In the orange orchard that | over
heard one morning two female voices in
what seemed to be n very animated con-
yersation interrupted from time to time
by great sobs and crying fits. Desiring to
discover the cause of the distress l in
vestigated and discovered beyond the
w
ing clothes, and l heard one confide to
the other that she had allowed herself
to be seduced by a Mexican dandy called
Manuel, who now, breaking his promise,
refused to marry her. She threw her arms
about the neck of the other and wept
hysterically.
II would give him toloache. would.
/ would" responded the other with a firm
| ness and decision altogether unusual in
the character of the ever-docile and hum
bic Mexican woman.
Not caring to be witness to an init
mate conversation of this nature. but puz-
zled about give him toloache," l went to
the house and asked Mr.. TAFT, jr what
was the meaning of toloache.
why" said he, you see it every day;
1t is that large plant with big leaves and
large, white flowers that you find around
here almost everywhere in damp places,
ccptcldHy hiOHS tHe DOruerS OF QltcheS.
Come, l will show it to you," and he point
ed to plant which / Immediately recog-
Eized as datura nicotiana, the well-known
jamestown weed, generally called all over
the United States "Jimson weed"
l related to him what had seen over
| the hedge and also that part Of the con-
versation had overheard.
"Oh," said he, II understand. That
was undoubtedly poor little Conchita; so
| she Is victim Of that skalawag Manuel.
With his guitar and love songs and his
beautiful eyes he has turned the heads of
half the young girls hereabouts. Poor
child. she is barely 16. and has no moth
erv
JUST RETRIBUTIoN.
| "Well," said I, where does the toloache
come. .in-the Jimson weed, you knowY'
| ."Ah, of course" he answered. "This
plant contains a narcotic poison, which
| seems to increase ip strength the further
south the plant grows. The seed capsule
is the seat Of Its strength. 1t happens
quite often In Mexico that a woman, first
seduced and then abandoned by her lover,
boils a few Of these seed capsules and
gives the liquid thus obtained to her faith