The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1920-10-08
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STORY~l.
Ia DAY
HusfOR pATH0S
ROMANCE
The Gold
That Clittered

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A story with a moral appended
Is like the bill of mosquito IL
hores you. and then injects sting.
Ing drop to irrita,e your conscience.
Therefore. let us have the moral
first and be done with H. All Is not
gold that gfltters. but II is wise
child that keeps the stopper In his
bottle OF testing acid
Where Broadway skirts the corner
OF the square presided over by
George the veracious IL the Little
Rialto. Here stand the actors Of
that quarter. and this is their shie-
boleth: NH sngs l 20 Frohrman.
you can't touch me for kopeek
less ,han two-fifty per- and out l
walks"
Westward and .outhward from the
thespian glare are one or two streets
where a spanlsh-American colony
has huddled for a little tropical
warmth IN the nipplng North. The
center Of life in this precinct IL "El
! Rcfugio.~ cafe and restaurant that
caters to the volatile a Giles from the
u.
k South. Up from Chill. Bolivia. Co
Dcrnbia. the rolling republics Of Cen
trail America and the irefui Islands
OF the Western Indies. fit the cloak
ed and sombrsrocd senoras who are
scattered like burning lava by the
political cruptions of their several
countries. Hither they come TO lay
counterplots. to blde their time. to
solicit funds, 20 enlist filibustercrs.
to srnuggle out arms and ammuni
tons, 10 play the game at long taw.
In FL Refugio they find the atmos-
phere in which they thrive.
In the restaurant OF Fl Refugio
are served compounds delightful to
the palate OF the man from Capri.
corn or Cancer. Nitrulsm must halt
tk5e story thus long. On. diner
weary of the culinary subterfuges OF
the GafIic chef. HE thee to FL Refu
gio. There only will you find a fish
----bluefish. shad or pompano from
the Guif--baked after the Spanish
method Tomatoes give II color. in.
dividuality and soul. chill colorado
bestows upon II zest. originality and
fervor; unknown herbs furnish piq.
nancy and mystery. and--but its
crowning glory deserves a new sen.
teDcc. Around II. above IL. beneath
II. in its vicinlty--but never In it,
hovcrs an ethereal aura. an effiu.
vium so rarefied and delicate that
emily the Society for Psychical Re
search could note it's origin. DO not
say that garlic ia in the fish at FL
RefuRio. IL Is not otherwise than as
n the spirit Of Garlic, fitting past.
has waited one kiss that fingers in
the parsley crowned dish az haunt.
Ing. as those kisses In life. by hope
less fancy feigned on lips that are
for others" And then, when Con.
chito, the waiter. brings you a plate
Of brown frijoies and carafe Of
wine that has never stood still be
tween Oporto and Ei Refugio--ah.
Dios'
One day Hamburg American
. liner deposited upon Pier No. SIS Gen.
Perrico ximenes Vfllabianca Falcon.
a passenger from CartaRena- The
General was between a claybank
and a bay in complexion. and a ~.
inch waist and stood feet 4 with
his Du Barry heels. He had the
mustache Of a shooting gallery pro
prietor, he wore the fun dress OF a
Texas congressman and had the i'm
portant aspect Of an uninstrueted
delegate.
Gen. Falcon had enough English
under his hat TO enable him to in.
auire his way to the street In which
III Refugio stood. When he reached
that ncighborhood he saw a sign be
fore "A respectable red-brick house
that read. Hotel Espanol" In the
window was card In Spanish.
"Aqui se habla Espa mol" The Cen.
: eral entored. sure Of a congenial
port.
~ hNt 'VlF DlAlEt WIZ MITE
O'Brien, the proprietress. She had
blond-oh, unimpeachably blond
khair For the rest she was am.abil.
bty. and ran largely TO inches around.
Gen. Falcon brushed the floor with
his broad .brimmed hat. and emitted
a quantity Of Spanish. the sylIables
sou ding llss iir.crackers gently
Toppinfs r their way down the string
Of D bunch.
Spanish or Dago?' asked Mrs
CBricn. pleasantly.
Il am Colombian. madam" satd
the General proudly. II speak the
: Spanish. The advisement In your
window say the Spanish he is
|spoken here. How Il that?"
well. you've been speaking IT..
ain't youg" said the madam. I'm
sure l can't"
Al the Hotel Espanol General
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