New-York tribune., 1907-06-30

foolish. II WAS done. and the
float had moved on carrying the secret Of one beat
ing heart under the curtaiucd platform.
Prving cautiously among the tightly banked
flowers my blood qulckeucd as touched something
round and hard thing about the size OF "A large
orange, fastened INTO the center OF the pyramid by
network OF thin wire. Intuition had no, PLAYED me
trick. There was death IN tins bunch Of roses,
death for many perhaps. Though 1t Was of first
importance TO get the bomb as far away as possible
from the King and from Mou,c; and 10 render 1t
harmless. would not give up my pursuit of the man
the crowd only q lev yards IN front Of me. square
set figure. IN the holiday clothes Of ii respectable
workman. | saw only his back now. every muscle
tense in his desire 10 escape the vengeance ON ms
track but | had seen his face an instant, and
could identify it anywhere
What if in his desperation he turned and in the
hope OF saving himself accused me of the crime he
would have committed, 1t needed only that to
rum mc-aftcr Barcelona, and tins long Journey to
Seville. where the King Was due. Would any
explanation | might make be credited, when the
bomb in my hand,
pushed the crowding thoughts out OF my mind.
There We're other things to think ot,-thc bomb
itself what to do with it and the TO hc followed.
Meanwhile | was moving on after that broad back,
of which / must not lose sight, and away from the
neighborhood of the royal box | was IN the lane of
the procession, close N front OF the long ranks of
occupied chairs and opposite the tribune. There
only two persons abreast III the moving line
which carried me along and was driven on 10y the
police, but we We're tightly packed, pressed against
one side by the knees OF people IN the chairs
the other by the purple brotherhood preceding
another float. The situation seemed desperate,
since to give alarm would cndanger the crowd
well as jeopardize my future; and q panic would be
a calamity.
suddenly the cry OF a water seller struck my
sharply "lgnat Clear as crystal and cold as
mountain snow! AeFH!' He was Just before me
with his carthen vessel
Sell me your jar" l said "No. don't want
glass of water / want the jar-for Il curiosity.
Twenty pesetas for it.
This offer saved qucstonings. The vessel with
its contents worth two pesetas to the vendcr
perhaps, and lest | should change my mind its
owner hastily handed over his jar and pocketed my
silver Even now had to wait for an opening in the
throng, till had been pushed far the lane
leading from the square to the Plaza dc san Fernan-
do; and there to my JOY jostled against Ropes.
Without a word of explanation said, " Follow that
in the cloth cap with the black coat and red
tic Get hold of hm Take care he doesn't knife
or shoot YOU! Don't let him go And wait for mel"
This was al Ropes needed. Right sir -" SAID he
and forged after the black back which III this treer
space was gaining distance.
Unexpectedly relieved of my second task
fully shielding the bouquet with the water jar, |
worked my way into the lane and struck the head
OF the carthen vessel against stone coping The
porous clay cracked like egg she'll the top coming
off in piece, with few hying splinters; and |
pressed the bouquet deep into the water. This
the best | could do at the moment, though, if the
bomb was made with pierre acid, had accomplished
nothing. | could only hope and pressing on | came