Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-05-28

noble devotion in rushing back for an old
man into that black water. Ough! He
shuddered. He had given himself up-por
Diosl He limited that, at his age, he could
not have cared much for his life; but then,
drowning in the was death abhorrent
to an old Christian. You died brutality
without dissolution, and unable even, to
think of your sins. He had had his mouth
filed with horrid, bitter sand, too! Tfui!
He gave me thousand thanks. But these
English were wonderful in their way. Ali
Carambai They we're
Seraphina, on the other side Of the fire,
made vague gesture, and took her chin
in her hand.
Promise me one thing, JUAN" murmured
Seraphina.
1 was kneeling by the side of her seat.
BY all that's holy" 1 cried, II shall
force him to come out and fight fair-and
kill him as an English gentleman may"
Not thati Not that" she interrupted
me. She did not mean me to do that. 1t
was what she feared. 1t would be deliv-
ering myself into that mans hands Did
think what that meant? 1t would be de-
uvering her, too, into that mans power.
She would not survive it. And if / desired
her to live on, must keep out of o Brien' S
clutches.
In my thoughts have bound my life to
yours, Juan. SO fast that the stroke which
cuts yours cuts mine. too. No death can
separate u.s."
NO" 1 said
And she took my head in her hands, AND
looked into my eyes.
mo more mourning" she WHISPERED ran
idly No more. am too young to have
a lovers grave in my Hfe-and too proud
to submit"
Never" ! protested ardently. THAT
not sacrifice your life which is mine,
either to your love-or-or-to revenge" She
bowed her head; the falling hair concealed
her face. For it would be in vain"
ord oet~
by the diminished fire He had much to
say about the history of this cave. There
was tradition that the ancient buccaneers
| had held their revels in it. The Rio Medic
p pie n .. haa used this cavern. occasion
any, up TO year or so ago. But there
were always ugly affairs with the people on
the estate-the vaqueros. In his Younger
Gays Don Balthasar having whole leagues
OF grass land here, had poems from Mexico
| brought over with their famtlies-ipnoran M
men, who hardly knew how to make the
| sign OF the cross. The quarrels had been
| about the cattle. which the Lugarenos kill
and there were many wounds on both sides
| Ihen. the last time a Rio Medic schooner
| was lying here (after looting a shin ont.
side), there was some gambling going on
Nhey played round this very stone). and
| Manuel-(Si, senior. this same Manuel tbe
singer-BestfaD-in a dispute over the
stakes, Killed peon, striking him unex.
p pecteoiy with knife in the throat Nc
! T vas eeiheh IoT tnlS, because the
Lugarenos sailed away at once: but thf
| widow made great noise. W
| AT daybreak-he explained-he Womb
start for the hacienda early, and return fo,
mules for Seraphina and myself The
buildings of the estate were nearly three
leagues away. All this tract of the coun.
| Try on the side of the sea was very de
! serted, the sugar cane fields worked by tn.
slaves lying inland, beyond the habita
lions Here, near the coast. there were
only the herds of cattle ranging the sayan
has and the poems looking after them. but
| even they sometimes did not come in sigh
OF the sea for weeks together He haf
no rear OF being seen by anybody on his
Journey: we, also, could start without feal
! 1T oayllght, as soon as he brought the
| mules. For the rest, he would make prone,
arrangements for secrecy with the HUSBAND
OF Seraphlna.s nurse-Enrico, he called him
silent Gaiician; graybeard worthy O.