The Florida agriculturist., 1906-04-18

over the salary A little later, over
the raiSinS and almonds, a sudden hub
bub and angry shouts warned us that
the smOuldering quarrel between Don
JeSu and the farmer had broken out
afresh, and violently this time. L do
not know what Farmer John had said
said to rouse his drunken fury, but,
when L looked reluctantly away from
Luisa's beautiful eyes, L saw the
South American suddenly fling a wine
glass at him, crying, '"Take zat! Zis
must be washed in your bloOdr' He
then dived hurriedly into his coat pock-
ct, and, with an unsteady hand, flung
a card after the glass. The glass only
hit a waiter, and the card fell ON the
solicitors plate.
Luisa Conception, turning deadly
pale and casting an anxious but angry
look at her father, quickly put out her
dainty hand to cover the bit of paste
board, but the solicitor was too quick
for her. Taking no notice of the girls
appealing glances, he looked at the
card and pOcketed it with a knowing
nod, proceeding to peel pear as if
nothing had happened. Meanwhile,
the Don was struggling with the Can
adian, who had observed a suspicious
movement of the yellow hand toward
the hip pocket where backwOOdsmen
and Dons usually keep a small ''crack-
pOuf'' of their own, and, with the help
of Liverpool, tied the DOn's hands to-
gether with a napkin.
| What were we to do? He was now
mad-drunk and dangerous, but it was
really our own fault, for his country
men are abstemiOus, as a rule, and
we had more or less forced drink on
him. Besides, we had eaten the mans
salt, together with the things that go
with it, and very good things they had
been. We all rose in confusion, but
the solicitor calmly buttonhOled the
farmer from AShby.
Il rather think, sir, your chances are
looking up, but 1 don't say more at
present. Get him up to his bedroom,
and tomorrow, when he is sober, bring
him to my office. We may yet prove
him to be swindler, but, mind you, do
not say so again, for it is actiOnable,
even in Spanish"
Don Jesu Maria came very late to
the office the next day, and while we
waited for him the solicitor showed us
the card he had kept. 1t ran:
LUIS MONTERO,
Is Gale Christopher,
CARACAS.
Boarding House. CEnglish spoke.)
HE did not know what he was do
ing, and l could see by the girls face
that ne had given himself away" said
the solicitor. Her name is Luisa too,
and very useful he must find her for
the English spoke. This Caracas Par
tingO, however, if he is still alive,
which / now much doubt, is undoubt-
edly the rightful heir; but this fellow,
you see, isn't Parting or Partingo,
but MOnterO. l went first thing this
morning to the Consul General, and he
is very well, or, l should say, very
badly known there. No doubt, he
could produce a few false witnesses to
swear to him over there, but L wonder
if he has brought any here with him.
Our next step, if my surmises are cor
rect, will be to advertise for the real
Enrico Jesu Maria Partingo"-
Yes" said the Canadian, dryly,
land get the whole blessed Republic
over here! There are only a hundred
thousand or so of them, all told, and
'Ongry' every mah-jack of them.
You'll have to get larger office, Mr..
Smithers.''
"I'll fight them ALL" said the farm
er from Ashby- della -Zouch, whose
blood was up since the Don offered to