The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1903-07-17
BETWEEN LOVE
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BY MARGUERITE STABLER.
THE deep, bright blueness of a
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

THE deep, bright blueness of
L Mexican sky bent low over its
favored children, as if it would shut
away from them, on this one day,
every shadow of seriousness or care,
and must have been gratified by the
gorgeous pageant the Plaza Zocalo
flashed back in return. Since early
dawn the vendors from the hill dis
tricts had been pouring into the city,
and tiny booths, like mushrooms, had
been springing up all over the market
quarter. Long before the first sleepy
eyes in the town had begun to open,
the Indian had started on his journey
to dispose of his wares as his Toltec
and Aztec ancestors had done
thousand years before. For this was
the great feast-day of the spring
time, and it is only on such day the
variegated City of Mexico is seen in
all it's glory. 1t is then the market
place is the most brilliant scene the
all-beholding sun looks down upon in
all his course. Out of doors, the bril-
liancy of the colorings is somewhat
tempered by the atmosphere, but even
so the brain is assailed by such
rude blasts of color as almost to
make it reel. Gay awnings, bright
rebozos, many-hued serapes, embroid-
cries, spangles, flowers, deep skies,
burning sunssbrilliant verdure, all con-
Spire to intoXicate the eye. And the
rank, primary hues of their chosen
colorings suggest, to the thoughtful,
something of the primitive nature of
the Children of the Sunshine.
And yet, amid all this exterior glad
ness, hearts were aching, eyes were
weeping, hopes were falling in the
stately old house of Cardenas. The
warmth of the sunshine and the
brightness of the skies could not
penetrate the gloom in the heart of
Dolores. Her great dark eyes looked
out on an altogether bleak and cheer
less world.
The great old house of the Car
denas family had been the home
of generations of beautiful Car
denas daughters from time imme-
morable. Since the first Senorita Do
lores, the women of this house had
held their stately heads at the pre-
scribed angle, had felt the weight of
dignity of belonging to the oldest fam
ilyin Mexico, had preserved the family
feuds and friendships unquestion-
ably, had dutifully married the sutton
chosen by their parents; and had
lived, died, and been gathered to their
fathers, with never thought of re-
volt against the family traditions.
But Dolores, the youngest of the
family, the erstwhile petted darling
of the household, with the blood of
such an ancestry in her veins, the ex-
ample of countless progenitors be-
fore her eyes, now arose in open re-
volt against every tradition of the
family.
The assembled hosts stood aghast
at this unexampled waywardness, and
declared she was not worthy to bear
the sacred name of Cardenas. The
sutton they had chosen for her was,
to the mind of the family, in every
way a worthy alliance for Garden
as, and, as they argued, if he pleased
them, why should he not please her?
Miguel, who since the death of the
old senior, his father, had taken the
reins as the head of the family, had
no thought of being overridden by
slip of a girl; but the old sonora,
when she realized her daughters will
was as infieXible as her own, was al
most at the point of being lenient.
Now, however, when it was dis
covered that Dolores Cardenas had
defied them all-not because she was
too young to marry or had any tan
gible objection to the choice of her
family, but because she had clandes-
timely met, loved, and pledged her.
self to an American, miserable up
start Gringo-it was decided she
should be promptly sent into con-
vent to take the veil.
AS consequence, this beautiful
holiday world was bleak and cheer
less place to-day for the little Senior
tia Dolores. AS she stood at her win
dow, seeing nothing but the horror
of convent walls closing in upon her,
she clutched within her hand her
only hope, a tiny, crumpled scrap of
paper, on which she read over and
over:
go straight to the Plaza Zocalo. will
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