Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-13

walk Bob was far on his way TO the
East and to Fortune.
CHAPTER n.
Jose became the gardener at Gin
qullla, the wonderful Ferrera estate.
From the lore of bleak, hard metal, he
turned to the lore of flowers.
Are they not beautiful, JOSEF"
cried Carmen as she moved among
the blossoms.
When, you here, yes; when you
not here, no." said Jose.
She looked at him in amazement.
For the first time she saw the
mighty force Of his majestic features
the soul behind the glowing eyes.
What do you mean--that flowers
are not beautiful, JOSEF" she asked. a
little petulantly, because she was
blushing at his blunt compliment
mo. senorita. But rock live; fiow-
err die"
She could not resist another ques-
ton: "Then why are the flowers
beautiful when-wel, when am
here?"
Wins Fair Carmen.
"You~a flower that don't die" said
jose.
With a ripple of laughter, she ran
to the house. But, though she did
not know 1t now, the heart of the
little princess of Cinquilla" had been
captured by the delicate impudence
of the man who had risked his life to
save Bob Melville.
About once a month a letter came
to Jose from Melville. Bob wrote as
If his servant was college chum
brother, business partner and fight
ing comrade combined. When Car
men read the letters to him, Jose &C.
cepted this attitude as matter o.
course.
Damn good man." he said. sue
cinctly, and was amazed that she
should be shocked.
At night he watched the little mine
on the mountainside. But there was
no trouble. BY day he attended his
| flowers.
CHAPTER III.
Bob returned.
There were no blue jumpers no
feathers" in his makeup now. he
was trim epitome Of the up-to-datt
| New York business man.
But the first place he made fol
after getting off the train was The
| little hotel bar.
Everybody on me" he said.
There was a clamor of welcome
and his formerly good right hand was
entirely out of commission when M
made his way to the Ferrera home.
Carmen, from an upper window
saw Jose meet Bob. She saw tn
giant young manservant fairly lift hi;
former master from his horse. Sh'
saw them come, arm In arms up IN
| walk, Joses great figure towering
over Bob's, his fine head alert Will
interest, his eyes cleaning.
Jose was listening to Bobs stor!
of the success of his venture. Tn
mine would be opened within tw'
months. with unlimited backing.
and you are going East with me-
said Bob.
TO Red Cap-yes." said Jose.
NO. way back East--to schoo,i
| I'm going to make a mining engl
reer of you You always were II
| love with the rocks, Jose. WIN yol
| Gomez"
you say-I do. said Jose.
CHAPTER
| Melville was little peWlldere'
| when he proposed TO Carmen Ferferd
| He lad CneTlSHeu uel llCAiiNA
throughout the period of his absence
He had felt no right to her love; on
when she told him, gently but frankly
that she loved another man, he wa
| puzzled. There were few other me-
with whom Carmen might fall in Low
around Red Cap.
But he bravely put his sorrow dow
and drove away with Jose one Apr
morning for the great East again.
Jose he left at a little preparatoE
school in Western Pennsylvania. Ii
visited him once each month and wa
amazed at his progress. The primii
tive mind-if any mind is ever print
tive-responded to the sunlight 9
learning with the impulse or moo
tide toward high shores.
Within a year Jose was ADMITTED
under special examination, to the min
ing school Of a college. Within tw
months after that professors wer
lowering over his laboratory appar1
tus watching his experiments.
81 got" said Jose to Bob on one o
his visits
They both laughed at his reverslo
to the old brevity of expression.
az mean I've got a new way Q
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