Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1904-10-13

II her father was squat, and her mother
fat and dumpy. The senorita had faith
omed him-whether unconsciously OF
otherwise, may not be known. But prob.
ably this was not her first love affair
and possibly the opinions and acts oil
some other Americana had opened her
seemingly innocent eyes very wide.
And those eyes!
How glorious" exclaimed Abpleby
often to himself, as he contemplated
their luster and their tenderness, when
spending the evening and not small
portion Of the night In the parlor of her
relatives, or with her atsome Of the ma
tive balls. "Her eyes would WOO one
down to hades!" was his rather pro-
fame expression; and later in the night,
away from their seductive wiles, his
mind would revert to other eyes, and he
would say: Nothing can save me from
their witchery, but those other eyes
away back in New England, SO full of
Heaven that they could WOO me back
again.,
Did he wish to have them WOO him
back? In the mines, and in the quiet of
his own apartments, yes: when in the
presence Of the Lady Mercedes, as he
had begunto call her, In which he was en-
couraged to do so by the girl herself,
no.
His love-making had grown to dimen-
sions far beyond the casting of glances
and the pressure of hands.
He had been picking up considerable
Spanish, and she was teaching him more,
in addition to teaching him to make love
to her.
POGO amado, he said to her one even
ing as they sat in the little Mexican par
lor.
mo, no-nopoco, nolittle," she replied. |
Il tall, stately, fit for illustre amante |
such as you" rising to her feet, and dis
playing her really fine proportions to |
their best effect. Eyes, I little by the
side of grand senior like you," as he
seized her in his arms, and she threw
back her head and cast at him one of
those looks which 1t would be difficult
for any man to resist when his blood
was infamed with passion. 81 look up
to you; look up to no one else in all the
world. You look down on POGO amado;
no one but you do So"
AS she threw her arms about him, while
he clasped her still more closely, she
buried her face in his neck, and began to
cry Historically.
The rest was easy, even to the forget
ting Of Appleby's lode-star to the far
north for the time being.
"Yo carino vosotros," he said, as hs
took his departure that evening.
'Adios."
AS he turned from the door he noticed
that the squat Mexican and his fat,
iumpy wife, to whom she had referred
Is her distant relatives stood just out
side, where they had seen the leave-tak-
ng, and heard his endearment spoken In
spanish. They turned away, seemingly !
having taken no notice.
81 say, Appleby," said the only one
" his associates at the mine, who pre-
umed on speaking of such matters to
lin, you will pardon me, old man, but !
have strong reasons for asking. How .
much are you committed to that Mexican
,irl with whom you are flirting so des-
'erately, and about whom the entire
own is talking?'' =
Appleby flushed, and at first was dis
osed to resent the remark. y
II am afraid 1t has gone beyond mere
irtation, Besides, she is Spanish girl,
OF Mexican"
Spanish grandmother! Do her father u
nd mother hook like Spaniards?" =
~ have never seen them. She told me .