The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-04-26

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'faronne, forgetful of his usual 70.
s'r aunt when in l.atitte's presence. now
DrCke forth into a food of curses
when the latter checked at once.
Inc mate turned to the cabin door.
"here he paused, and asked in a voice
trembling with the anger he dared
no' SNOW Have you any orders for
me, captain?"
none, save to let the men have
'heir supper at once, and see to II that
only half-allowance of grog is served.
me log is coming in, and we will sail
as soon as may be-
Like an army of shrouded ghosts.
tne log was again about the BLACK
fetrel, enclosing her in a world
mhere she was the sole tangible thing.
Out as over path familiar to blind
eyes, the hands that manned her
could shape an unerring course for
thelr secure haven.
Long before midnight she was feel
ing her way north toward the mouth
OF the treacherous channel that would
prlng the crew to their island strong
mold, the Barra de Hero.
The early morning air was heavy
with odors of aromatic shrubs grow
ing beyond the beach. and the carol
OF Weakening birds was filling 1t with
music, when LATTE came ashore. leay-
ing Garonne in charge of the brigan-
tine.
His course lay inland, at first over
waste fields, and then cultivated ones,
OF sugar cane, coffee and tobacco.
Ihen came some banana and fig plan.
tatlons, interspersed with groves of
palms and cocoanht trees, until, after
a walk of twenty minutes, he reached
a clearing in which stood many small
huts, evidently dwellings,; and apart
from these rose the walls of a stone
building, surrounded by a high wall,
with circular towers at the angles.
LATTE crossed the open space, and
stopping before stout oaken door in
the wall, called for admission. But
there was no RESPONSE and, after a
longer silence than suited his humor.
he fell to striking upon the door, while
he called still louder.
This resulted in it's soon being
opened cautiously, to show a stalwart
giant, whose black face and naked
arms showed all the darker by con.
trast with the white cotton Of his raj
ment, draped in a barbaric fashion
that told of its not having known
thread and needle.
"My young captain!" he exclaimed
in Spanish, pleased surprise lighting
his grave face; and catching Lafitte's
hand, he kissed it as the latter re-
piled, Greetings to you, Ezrah. Is IL
all well here?"
yes, my young captain. All is well
but it will be more than well, now
that you have returned"
LATTE waited until the Arab (for
such he was) had closed and barred
the gate; and then, in few words
he told him of what had taken place
adding that Laro's body would be
brought ashore later in the day, for
burial.
Ezrah listened with face showing
no emotion whatever, save perhaps
that of anger that the nation his mas
ter had taught him to hate should
have been the means of the formers
death.
His young mistress, the Senorita
Lazalie, was Of course not yet awake;
and LATTE, after bidding the Arab to
leave her undisturbed, went to his
own apartments.
Lazalie was now sixteen; and, since
leaving a convent school in Seville
two years before, her entire time had
been passed upon the Barra de Hero
to which Laro-her only living rela-
tiye-had brought her, and where she
had seemed fully contented with her
luxurious and Independent life.
Laro, of necessity, passed much OF
his time away from the Barra de
Hero: and, during his absence, La
zalie was its head and ruler, except
when Lafitte found it necessary to
visit the island. Then the Spanish
girl gave place-and with entire will
ingness-to the man whom, from their
first meeting, she had loved with all
the fervor of her uncurbed nature.
ITO he cOntinued)