Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1921-01-21

tantly before a rat hole. The instant
the door opened and Dolores tear
stained face appeared. he called to her
with the old-time camaraderie. for he
had erased from his MAD. Tor the
nonce, the memory Of the. tragedy OF
door Don Juan Cafeter0 aid was con-
| cerned solely with the task of Danish
| ing the tears from those brown eyes
and bringing the JOY OF life back to
that sweet face.
| "Hello. Seeress," he called weakly. |
Little Johnny's been fighting again. |
and the bad boys gave him an ALFRED
waIloping."
There was a swift rustic Of skirts. |
and she was bending over him. her hot
little palms clasping eagerly his pale.
rough cheeks. "Oh. my dear. my
dearr" she whispered, and then her
voice -choked with the happy tears and
she was sobbing on his wounded shout
der. Ricardo stopped to draw her
away. but John Stuart bent upon him
look of such frightfulness that ne
drew back abashed. After all. the past
"a hours had been quite exciting. and
Ricardo reflected that Johns inamora-
J IA was tired and frightened and prob
. ably hadn't eaten anything all day
long. so there was ample excuse for
her hystera.
"Come, come. buck up" Webster
. soothed her, and helped himself to
. long Whit Of her fragrant hair. "Old
' man Webster had one leg In the grave,
: but they've pulled 1t out again."
Still she sobbed.
1 snow. listen to me. lady" he COM
d manded with mock severity. you
o Just stop that. You're wasting your
o sympathy; and while. Of course. en-
e joy your sympathy heap. just pause
: to reflect on the result If those salt
e tears should happen to drop into one
8 Of my numerous wounds.
I'm so sorry for you. Caliph." she
8 murmured brokenly. "You poor. harm
& less boy! I don't see how any one
z could be so fendish as to hurt you
Y. when you were so distinctly non-com-
a Blatant"
l. "Thank you. Let us forget The
Is Hague conference for the present. how
IS ever. Have you met your brother?'
lie he whispered.
to mo. Caliph."
6. Ricardo
m Eyes, Jack"
r. "Come here. Rick. you scheming
he INSCRIPTIONS, blood-thirsty adventurer
ID I have a tremendous surprise In stor'
n for you. The sweetest girl in the worlt
land she's right here
:, Ricardo laughingly held up his hand
as "Jack, my friend" he interrupted
r. "vou're too weak to make a speech
&C. Don't do 1t. Besides, you do not hav
re to-" He turned and bowed GRACEFUL
vn to Dolores. 81 can see for myself She
tie the sweetest girl in the world. and tina
she's right here" He held out hi
hand to her. "Jack thinks he's goin
TO spring a surprise" he continued ms
licIously. "quite forgetting that goo
soldier never permits himself to o
taken by surprise. ] know all abot
= his little secret. because I heard 70
mourning for him when you thought b
was dead" Ricardo favored her wit
knowing wink. II am delighted
meet the future Mrs. Webster. l qui
understand why you fell in love wit
X him, because YOU see. I love him m
AZ self and so does everybody else"
With typical Castilian courtliness
4 took sserzhaud, -bs~s>a-loY ov1r1z
l.-~---~-sx----s-sssB -xvfcdfuv rsufZ Ruey
he said. anxious to spare his friend II
task of further exhausting convers
ton. "And you are"
you're a consummate jackass
groaned Webster. "Pm only dear o
family friend, and Dolores is going
- marry Billy Geary. You impetuo
idiot! She's your own sister. Dolor
- Ruey. She. Mark Twain. and ha'
ample cause for common complai
: against the world because the repor
= of our death have been grossly exa
. gerated. She didn't perish when yo
- fathers administration crumbled. Mi
3 Ruey. this is your brother, Ricard
Kiss her you damn fool-forgive N
Miss Ruey-oh, Lord. nothing matte
any more He's gummed everythi
up and ruined my party. I wish we
dead"
Ricardo stared from the outrag
e. Webster to his sister and back aga
ia "Jack Webster" he declared, ~
"a. aren't crazy. are your"
. "Of course. ne is-the old DEAR" Z
nm lores cried happily. but I'm not" s
III stepped up to her brother. and h
-. arms went around his neck. &C
~. Rick" she cried, "I'm your sister. II
GA ly, l am"
s Dolores. My little lost sister. L
20 lores? Why. can't believe It"
"wer, you'd better believe It," Jo
~. ~ Stuart Webster growled feebly.
~. course, you can doubt my word a
~ get away with II, now that I'm fiat
r Sn my back. but If you dare cast asp
- sions on that girls veracity. I'll mi
der you q month from now"
80 He closed his eyes, feeling instil
,ve. lively that he ought not spy on such
,ou sacred family scene. When. howev
the affecting meeting was over and |
da- lores was ruffling the Websterian TO
top while her brother pressed the W.
..r sterian hand and tried to say all
do things he felt, but couldn't EXPIRE
no nohn Stuart Webster brought tn
80 both back to realization of prest
To- conditions.
Don't thank me. sir" he piped