Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1918-08-29

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ms. "You must not let Don Pablo
'r" her-if you please
'.Eslina?"
ll.1. 1--WE love her.
She plays with us every day.
We want her to stay here. She
belongs to u.s."
Accustomed as they were to prompt
compliance with their demands, they
spoke imperiously but they had never
seen frown like this upon their ia
theirs face.
go to your rooms, my sweethearts,"
Don Esteban directed.
1--WE want Evangelina. She belongs
to u.s." they chorused, stubbornly.
Don Pablo shook with laughter. $50 /!
She belongs to you. Ell? And I'm to
be robbed of my winnings. Very well.
then. come and give me kiss, both of
you, and I'll see what can be DONE"
But the children saw that Don Pab-
los face was strangely flushed, that
his eyes were wild and his magnificent
beard was wet with wine; therefore
they hung back.
''You won your bet fairly" Esteban
growled at him. 'Pay no heed to these
babies"
''Evangelina Is ours" the little ones
bravely repeated.
Then their father exploded: 'The
devil Am I dreaming? Where have
you learned to oppose me? Back to
your beds, both of you" Seeing them
hesitate, he shouted for his wife. "Ho
there Isabel, my Lowell Come put
these imps to rest. Or must l teach
them manners with my palm? A fine
thing, truly! Are they to be allowed
to roam the house at will and get
fever"
Mere mention of their stepmother's
name was enough for Rosa and Este
ban; they scuttled away as fast as
they could go, and when Donna Isabel
came to their rooms, few moments
later, she found them in their beds,
with their eyes deceitfully squeezed
SHUT. Evangelina was covering in
corner. Isabel had overheard the wager,
and her soul was evilly alight; she
jerked the slave girl. to her feet and
with blow of her palm sent her to
her quarters. Then she turned her at
tention to the twins. When she left
them they were weeping silently, both
for themselves and for Evangelina,
whom they dearly loved.
Day was breaking when Esteban
Varona babe his guests good-by at the
door of his house. AS he stood there
Sebastian came to him out of the
mists of the dawn. He was half crazed
from apprehension, and now cast him
self prone before his master, begging
for Evangelina.
Don Pablo, in whom the liquor was
dying, cursed impatiently: "Caramba
Have / won the treasure of your whole
establishment" he inquired 'Per-
haps you value this wench at more
than thousand pesos; If 80, you will
say that cheated you"
mol She's only an ordinary girl.
My wife doesn't like her, and so de-
termined to get rid of her. She is
yours, fairly enough" Varona told him.
Then send her to my house. I'll
breed her to Salvador, my cochero.
He's the strongest man 1 have"
Sebastian uttered strangled cry
and rose to his feet. "MasterI You
must not"
"Silence!" ordered Esteban. go
about your business. What do YOU
mean by this, anyhow
But Sebastian, dazed Of mind and
sick of soul, went on, unheeding. "She
Is my girl. You promised me her free
dom. I warn you--"
"Eh? The planter swayed forward
and with blazing eyes surveyed his
slave. You warn mel OF what7" he
growled.
At this moment neither master nor
man knew exactly what he said or did.
Sebastian raised his hand on high. In
reality the gesture was meant to call
heaven as witness to his years of
faithful service, but, mIsconstruine his
intent, Pablo Pea brought his riding
whip down across the old mans back.
crying:
"Hol None Of that"
A shudder ran through Sebast,en,s
frame. Whirling, he seized Don Pab.
los wrist and tore the whip from his
fingers. Although the Spaniard was n
strong man, he uttered a cry of pain.
At this indignity to a guest Esteban
new into fury. "PanchoI" he cried
"Hol Pancho!" When the manager
came running, Esteban explained.
This fool is dangerous. He raised his
nand to me and to Don Pablo"
Sebastian's protests were drowned
Dy the angry voices Of the others. !
lie him to yonder gratinep ~.
rected Esteban, who was still in tho
grip Oh senseless rage. "Flog him
wen and make haste about it."
sebastian, who had no time in which |
to recover himself, made but veal,
resistance when Pancho Cueto Locked |
ais wrists into pair Of clumsy 90