Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1907-10-04
1874.

a large sum-
Il know it. Wcll?"
We'll, l.
Il see / must come TO your assistance,
my poor Antonio. As you believe me u
poor hunter not possessed Of n farthing,
and are SO delicate minded yourself, you
have placed in a corner of the room, or
in some article of furniture. of which
you want to give me the key and don't
know how, fifty or perhaps one hundred
thousand p~iastres, with the reservation to
offer me more, should not that sum prove
sufficient"
Would you be angry with ne had |
done SOL z"
ION the contrary, l should be most
grateful to you"
In that case l am glad" -
Glad of what, my dear A~ntonio?"
THAT you accept the hundred thou
sand piastres."
Valentine smiled.
II am delighted to find that you are
the man | judged you to be. Still, l do
not accept it,
DO you refuse. valentine?" he said
raournfully.
Lei US understand each other. / do
not refuse; | simply tell you that l do
not want the money, and here is the
proof he added, as he took out a folded
paper, you, as a banker. may know the
firm of Thornwood, Dawson & CO."
1T is the richest in San francisco"
''Then open that paper and read
Mr.. Rallier obeyed.
A unlimited credit opened at my
house." he exclaimed in a voice trenlu-
lous with joy.
aJ)noc tbot J;cpla,co -,,S, vofo,tyro
asked with q smile.
"On the contrary; but you must be
rich in that case
4 cloud of sadness passed over sbe
hunters forehead.
'I-have grieved you, my friend"
Alas as you know, there are certain
wounds which never close. Yes, my
friend, / am rich Curumilla, Belhumsur
and myself alone know in 4Apacheria the
richest placer that exists in the wopld.
1t was for the purpose of going to shis
placer that l did not you to
Mexico; now you understand but wSat
do l care for this incalculable ~fort,iae.
when my heart is dead, and the joy of
my life is forever annihilated!"
And under the weight of the deep ai,o-
ton that crushed him, the hunter hang
his head down and stiled a sob.
"Koutonepi,' said Curumilla in a eol-
low voice, remember that you have
sworn to avenge our brother"
The hunter drew himself up as if SIZING
by a serpent, and pressed the hand Of the
Indian offered him.
Women alone weep for the dead, be-
cause they are unable to nvenge than,"
the Indian continued in the same hash,
cutting accent.
"Yes, you are right" the hunter an
swered with feverish energy II tank
you, chief"
Curumilla laid his friends hand on his
heart and stood for an instant notion
less, at length he let it fall, sat down
again, and wrapping himself in his sa-
rape, he returned to his habitual ~silalce,
from which so grave a circumstance alone
could have aroused him.
Forgive me-, my friends, for ha;ing
forgotten, during a moment, the cter
l have assumed" said Valentine in a gen
tie voice.
Their hands were slightly extendal to
him.
Now, he exclaimed in a firm 1pice,
.'let us speak of that poor Dona AniIa de
Torares."
"Alas!' said the elder Rallier, 81 can
not tell you anything, although my usster
Helena, her companion at the Gov vent
of the Bernardines, to which l SEMI her,
has let me know that she would lave
grand news for us in a few days"
81 will give you that news, with your
permission" Don Martial said at this
moment, suddenly joining in the convplsa-
ton.
do you know anything" Valentine
asked him.
Yes, something most important"
Speak then, my friend, speak, we are
listening"
The Tigrero, without further pressing.
at once reported. in the fullest detsila.
his interview with Don Sebastian Gnsr.
rero's capataz.