Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-06-09

SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR JUNE 9. 1907
jar, the lights of great acetylene lamps pry-
ing into dark doorways and windows Rontgen
rays pry through flesh to bone In the white glare,
pretty girls in doorways looked like actresses in
costume play, waiting in the wings to go on. But
yellS of stage mob realistic those
of the unrehearsed band who howled over my poor
Gloria she deposited her passengers at the inn;
and Ropes and 1 pushed her through wall q of
human beings to a stable garage, where her fly
wheel gushed protest of fiery sparks on the high
stone step of the entrance. The inn was passable;
but Carmona and his party were not there; neither
they anywhere else in Andujar, as we made
it Our business to discover; and guessed that the
gray must after all have ventured to Linares.
As it had vanished, we were free to start when we
chose next morning. So we chose an early hour,
flying over good roads through a land embroidered
with the scarlet of poppes the blue of gentan, the
with the silver of little running streams.
Give us bread, and give us bulls! is the cry of
this country, said the Cherub, greeting with joyous
gances each feature of his loved Andalusia
1t sounds like beef sandwich Dick reflected
aloud; but Pillar reproached him for fppancy.
You mustn't make jokes about bread in Anda-
1usia!" she exclaimed And it's called sin ever
to throw away crumb. Because it is the gift of
Heaven, if you drop bit you must pick it UP and
apologize by kissing it."
why not eat it instead?" asked Dick
You do that afterward. And if bread is
made with holes in it, you must stand the holey side
up, because the spirit of God entered through the
holes to bless you.
Il thought only olives were sacred in Andalusia,'
said Dick staring away over enormous tracts of
the silver gray trees growing out of copper soil,
waving far the eye could follow, to the floating
line of ethereal blue mountains.
They sacred too, asSented Pillar. Did
you know, in the old days they used be sold only
for gold-gold carried mule back in great bags,
and exchanged on the spot for the trees-so many
for much? We have olives at place, and
they gathered in such nice old fashioned way
papa doesn't care for new ways, even if they make
little more money!. 1t is pretty to watch. l
should like you to see it; only-Senor Waring
doesn't like old fashioned things"
like making the little more money, I'm afraid"
Dick confessed.
Sometimes l like money too-when l want to
buy anything. At other times l don't Lately
have been saving UP. I've got one thousand nine
hundred pesetas."
Good gracious!" laughed Dick. Are you going
to buy bull farm with such gigantic sum-"
Funny you should have said that. l am going
to buy one bull. He is the only possession Of the
Duke of Carnona's that want, and want him so
much that have sacrfced-oh can't remember
how many Paris hats, and shoes, and silk pettcoats,
and pretty dresses to get him, all with my own
money! The worst of it is, he will never know about
the hats and things
Dick was looking interested now. What in the
name of goodness will you do with him when you
get him." he inquired.
Save him, said the girl.
Prom what?"
From the bull ring. Oh he's toro bravo, is
Vivillo heart of gold. Not the famous torero
in Spain shall pierce it. l have loved him for four
Rafael Calmenare used to take me to visit him,
loved him better even than Corcito; and all this
time have been saving up to buy him before he is