The commonwealth. (Greenwood, Miss.) 1896-1923, 1908-01-03

their CarRoeSi anu N%Sut
we were invited to dine
Spanish ship, | had the seat ~otasn0
next the captain.
you know the extent of my knowl-
edge of Spanish, but | managed to
squeeze out that 1t was mucho calor,
and asked some idiotic questions about
certain phrases and sentences, which
completely won the captains heart.
He told me about the Spanish fishing
village on a little island close by, and
suggested that DIR. Brown take us over,
as 1t was very picturesque, Accord
ingly. the doctor and two of the pilots
took us to Spanishtown a few days
later. 1t was tucked away out OF
sight, and It was ouly after worming
our way between the Islands, that 1t
lay before us in all its glory"
"Oh, wasn't It romantic" cried Amy.
well, no. Naked babies never i'm
pressed me as being particularly ro-
mantle; In fact, 1t vas quite embar'
RAISING. The beach was thick with
them and they rolled around In the
sand with the pigs, chickens. dogs and
| goats. The women were fat, greasy
and corsetless. Some people rave
over the Spanish senoritas, but they
| never look clean to me. and they get
80 coarse and fat as they grow older.
| The men were about the color of the
big cigars they smoked, with fierce
| mustaches and rings In their ears;
their teeth were very white against
their dark skin and reminded me OF
the pictures OF white Fang for they
looked ready to snap at the slightest
provocation.
"The village consisted of a dozen or
more palmetto houses. 1t was quaint
and rather pretty, as the palmetto
leaves were bleached to a golden color,
We were escorted to the throne room,
so to speak, where a dreadful old WON
an, Sonora Gonzalez, held sway. We
we're presented to her daughters, Car
Iotta. a fat, heavy.lidded girl with a
baby boy on her arm, and Cita, several
years her junior. Manuel Sanchez,
one of the beaux of the village was
very attentive to Carlotta and looked
like a thunder cloud when DR.. Brown
spoke to her. | wondered II Carlotta's
husband was jealous Of Manuel.
ut was 80 hot and stuffy In the
house and the air was filled with the
odor of spoiled fish and old oyster
shells, so | slipped out for a breath oil
fresh air. DR.. Brown followed me. and
we walked down to the beach, Car
lotta's little boy toddling after us,
hanging to the Doctors hand.
whats your name, Minor ! asked.
George he replied, with a funny
little foreign accent.
'Nsmed for the Senior Doctor ]
%inquiyed, I%aughingly.
Isl, senorlta,' very gravely.
"Then he burst into a perfect tor
rent of baby talk, which ] could not
follow, but | sat up suddenly for I had
made a discovery.
"How queer!' | exclaimed. He II
the perfect image Of you, doctor. even
to the ears
"The doctor flushed hotly. and gave
the youngster a push which sent him
sprawling In the sand. Before | could
demonstrate, Carlotta was on US, o
perfect mountain Of rage. She rose,
apparently. out Of the ground, but
suspect that she had been crouchine
behind an overturned boat for some
time, listening to us. She shrieked
and raved. clswlng the Doctors face
until 1t resembled an uncooked Ham.
burg steak. ! was so amazed that
stood and watched them; but the truth
suddenly flashed on me, and ] was SO
thoroughly Disguised that turned and
walked UP the beach to let them have
II out between themselves.