Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1906-03-22

chartered ana thrust Out an inVuitAne
head.
''You don't know, do you, my Manu-
eIla?" he asked In the liquid language
he loved; and Manuella curled back
into her place and went to sleep AGAIN
She did not know.
But even when one has q very liehS
heart, one finds the organ heavy ~
times, and cough comes in spite q
happiness. All at once II was cold
and fierce winds were blowing. Anto-
mo kept to the sheltered side OF the
streets, and went home early; but
when they journeyed around to Hcs-
pital street It was too cold to sitepn
the steps. A timid ring at the bell
brought Celeste. peeping gaily out
crying: --. a4 aiA.
"Oh, but you are q sillyl Go back
chez vous, wild dat cough. First ting.
you will mex yourself to die!"
Then she ran away and he tramped
back, but he was happy still. She
loved him-<she had asked him to take
care OF himself.
Celeste went back to the smoky
kitchen.
ut was that little Dago," she SAID
to the man who sat at the other side
Of the stove. She spoke in French.
IL wish had the little beasts mon-
ey," growled the man. Then I could
go in with Dufour, in the shop-and
we could be married"
"Think Of q little Dago organ
grinder having all that money!" she
said complainingly. "And him 40
careless with it-keeping It in his
room! And what good will It ever do
him?--he's not going to live long. And
he has no one--he told me 90. | would
put 1t in the bank, mel"
The next day was very long, for
cold mist was driving down from the
north, and Manuella refused to dance
In spite Of all his coaxing. She crept
under his coat instead, and whined
and shivered 30 that ladies thought
her too cunning for anything, and boz
slowed largess upon her everywhere
she went Antonio's pockets were
heavy as he trudged homeward in the
middle Of the afternoon. He was
coughing and filed with dull pains.
He. would go and look at Celeste's
house, and then he and Manuella
would go home and eat their supper
and go to bed, to save fire.
A carriage was at the door Of Ce-
leste's house, crowd Of children and,
loungers around it, the driver ficking
at them good-naturedly with his whip.
The whip was tied with a bow OF
white ribbon. Was anybody deadY
Was Celeste
"Here dey comet" cried the smallest
girl, with the largest baby in her
arms; and the driver sprang down and
opened the door Of the carriage. Ce-
leste and man were coming out. with
others following them, and Celeste
was dressed in white. The carriage door
slammed shut-they were gone.
what is it?" asked the Italian.
"Why, weddin'-ain't you got no
| eyes?" was the reply s9la
| The children, finding the, anluse-
men. over, looked about for more
worlds to conquer, and saw man
with an organ and monkey, leaning
against the wall.
mister, les see de monkey Ms
ter. make de monkey dance!" they
pleaded.
He stood up without speaking. and
staggered away. When he reached the
stairs he pulled himself up painfully
by the railing. After5awhile. he was
in his own room. Manuella found some
thing wrong, and sprang chattering
upon the bed. The slow tears crowded
to Antonio's eyes.
"You are right, my Manuella," he
whispered. I'VE will go away--ws VIII
go back home
He thrust his hand under the pill
low, and found nothing there-and
then he saw that other hands than his
! had tumbled the pillows and disar-
ranged the bedclothing.
with groan Antonio fell forward,
wondering vaguely what 1t was that
had rushed into his throat.
81 come for the monkey" said .
young woman. pushing her way
Through the crowd Of gesticulating
Italians, a man following her. He
tell me he give the monkey to me
when he die. To me, Manuellai"
Manuella was at bay on high
shelf in the corner, waiting unt1 he
should come again = Antonio = and
take her into his arms. But when the
small hand came near her she sprang
upon 1t and bit 1t viciously. The pret'
ty young woman shrieksd and 9 dozen
knives and clubs struck at Manuella'
but with q wild leap, she was away,
and over their heads, and out OF the
building. A long procession traiied
after her, and among them went .
young woman with her hand bound up
in q handkerchief. Down toward the
river sped Manuella in flying leaps.
At the wharf a great boat had Just
loosed her hold and was swinging
slowiv ont. the tug with its shoulder