Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-11-22
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early. Later he slipped out unobserved, as
he thought by Jennings. and made his way
to the house of the jete. There the girl was in
one of the lower windows, with papa and
mama and group of young Mexican caba1-
leros who were holding themselves up by the
iron bars and conversing with the family
Owens walked slowly past the house and con.
tinued round the block and back to the
hotel.
Guess Ill have to take few more lessons
before l understand this game" he said to
Jennings, who sat with his chair tilted against
the doorway of the hotel, smoking
Too early old man." said Jennings. But
she saw you all right. Next tine try it about
eleven o'clock"
The following night Owens saw her in the
plaza, as usual This time he got two glances
and was sure he was making progress. We'd
nesday night he set out for a walk about ten
thirty. The streets were deserted. Mexico
goes to bed early. The house of the iete was
dark and silent, like the others. He walked
past it several times No girl
Strikes me tfat | am not great success
bear" he remarked to himself. Think
I'll cut this out
PUT the next evening he changed his mind
and decided to make one more attempt.
Luck with him this time. Just as he
reached the corner of the block in which she
lived, she and papa and mama were entering
the door of their residence. The street was
otherwise deserted. He waited at the corner
house. light shone from one of the upper
windows. On his third trip past the house it
was extingushed. A moment later when he
was directly in front of the window, it opened.
and vision in white with great mass of
black hair streaming over the shoulders, ap-
peared on the balcony. He stopped as if he
had received magnetic shock and gazed at
her. She was looking straight at him. But
Y for an instant, then she was gone:
IS the window closed behind her the cord of the
lind fell he ha1o ar,1 dor ry1o1
hin few feet of the sidewalk. Owens walked
r and attached to it rose he wearing in his
tonhole Up went the cord. Presently it fell
in, with a beautiful pink oleander blossom at
ned to the end
You certainly making progress" said Jen-
5s after he had heard the story of the evenings
Mt. Its about time for you to try a note"
following scrubbed in Spanish on the back of
r. Robert Owens presents his compliments to Miss
and begs the privilege of becoming acquainted with
he translation had been made by his Spanish
her
Not half warm enough commented Jennings.
should read something like this:
DoRED ONE.-I am mad1y in love with you. The first
l you l fell captive to your charms. Each
pse of you adds to my passion. A glance from your
fills me with rapture. A word from your lips would
he sweetest music ever w i'll grant II!
not see you and talk to you2 All my happiness my
life, depends upon your answer.
Your worshiper, ROBERT Owens.
Great Scott! l can't write that way!"
No matter These Mexican senoritas don't want
ha1f-hearted lovers. That just outline. 1t
ardent enough yet by long way"
Well, if she gives me any sort of show she won't
anything half-hearted about my style of love
ling. I'm regular volcano when get warmed
@ it. But III stick to my original note"
otor int hoo ha rod f0rth No. ir1
cared in the window; but after he had passed the
Sc three four times the curtain cord slipped
mornings and came dangling down within reach.
card was attached to it by Owens On his next
he found slip of paper attached to it. The
ing was in Spanish.
Guess the mails are closed for tonight, - he said
himself. III have to get this translated before
IN proceed