The Huttig news., 1911-03-04
Copyright by Short Stories co. Ltd9

great crOWu tDiODSeu m the nelgn- | borhood of the Annunciade The bells of Seville's hundred churches rang a | full peal and in the streets was wis ible a crowd of men of the people and gentlemen piously occupied with the things of religion. But the things of ~allantry lost nothing thereby; each
 antilla lifted by the breeze let pass he flame of a regard. and a thousand l title feet showed themselves in slip CTS of black satin
 At the moment when the people luzzed like swarm of bees around 1 he uneiade. Christian hive | sparkling with a thousand fires and filled with perfumes and melodies, a cavalier and young lady met under the porch of the church
 The cavalier marched proudly, his hat to one side. cloak on his shou- der, one hand upon the guard of his sword and the ~other caressing a proud mustache trained in the Gas tilian fashion. He was alone, without equerry or page.
 Tie young lady was followed by an old duenna who was by far the most 1 frowning parsonage visible between Cadiz and Jaen The duenna was muttering between the long flaps of her head-dress, her nose upon a book of prayers. The lady, on seeing the cavalier. wished to bring back her veil. which gust of wind had thrown 10 one side. but she displayed such awkwardness in doing it that with the gesture she exposed a face sufficient ly ravishing to excite the envy of all the ladies of Seville
 The cavalier stopped short; then. taking off his hat. whose plume went to sweep the ground, he bowed
 elf were king" said he, you would be queen.'
 The young lady blushed like a pomegranate in flower and hastened to lower the veil. but not quickly enough to prevent the gentleman from observing that she had eyes softer than those of the gazelle and brilliant as diamonds.
 The duenna raaised her nose and seeing v man planted before her, with sl lips and mustache pointed, took her companions arm and drew her away
 "By St. Jacques" said she, '.it is no longer safe in the streets of Seville, If l was the alcaldesI would send to the other world all these fine gallants who attach themselves unasked to the heels of women"
 The fair young Andalusian thought within herself that il would be very unfortunate to expedite so far such a gallant cavalier, but she reassured herself on seeing him from the corner of the eye take the same road which she was following with her duenna. and march behind them.
 When one is from Seville. when one is 16, and when one is followed through the streets by a handsome young man-what can one do but build air castles? The cavalier had such grand air. so much audacity in the glance, such a proud department. that he must surely be a great lord of the court of old King Ferdinand The plume on his hat was, indeed, a little faded, his doublet seemed quite frayed, but he might be also some companion of young Don Carlos of Austria, arrived the evening before at Cadiz by the galleys from Genoa it pleased him, no doubt, to travel in. cognito. Whither does not the imag- ination of young girl go as soon as she abandons herself to reveries?
 She had not crossed the half of the distance which separated her from her home than she already saw her self at Madrid in the kings palace. with a long gold brocaded dress.
 As to the cavalier, he confined him self to looking with an amorous eye at the slender waist of the fair un- known. her-carriage, whose grace and lightness gave her the amiable appear ance of child; the gracious curve of the neck appeared to him also the most charming imaginable. and when at the turn of street he discovered anew her virginal profile softly il. lumined by smile and a glance, he esteemed himself the happiest of Spaniards.
 Ten minutes after the exit from the Annunciade the duenna and her com panion passed the threshold of a handsome house situated in one of the finest quarters of the city. The cavalier quickened his pace, but the door quickly thrust back by the duenna brusquely closed in front of him.
 .The devil take the old grill" ex claimed the cavalier, stamping with his boot heel against the stone. But the conclusion of his prison expired between his teeth when, on raising his eyes. he saw glide between the narrow openings in shutter a white hand which delicately held branch of jasmine.
 The cavalier left the door and ad vanced toward the window; the per fumed branch fell and the hand disap peared.
 Our handsome young man was toe much of Spaniard to be ignorant ot the fact that, in the symbolic idiom taught by the Moors to his ancestors