The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1921-11-03

70 us. This Is he"
He waited for the effect Of his words
on the blanched-faced reyolutionist,
then he continued, still quietly and cor
daily:
people call him the Prince of La
genda, but he is the real ruler of the
kingdom? Would you know how he
rules? BY the purity Of his white skin,
by the fearlessness Of his blue eyes,
by the gentleness of his curly hair"
the king stopped to finger It lovingly,
racked by the thought that 1t might
be for the last time.
"Our country has been in sore need
Of one like him for many generations"
he resumed. "There has been neither
purity. nor fearlessness, nor gentle
ness. But God has given them all
to him. He will be a king who will
be a king indeed, whether he shall
have a kingdom or not.
81, In my few years, have tried to
keep and to better this old land for
him, but the Wepsburgs have always
bred in steps, one valley between two
mountains, I am the valley, Fernando
the Easy"
Then the revolutionist knew that 1t
was the king, the man he had come
to kill, who was talking. And more,
that the crown prince, marked by the
league as equally doomed was within
his reach
He trembled and shook like win
ter leaf with the agitation of 1t, but
his right hand held tightly over the
lump In his coat,
Imperceptibly his hand sank deep
or into the pocket.
81 drew the black lot in the great
meeting at Navotas" he declared
coldly. 81 came to kill"
Eyes. I know" the king replied, his
face still smiling, but the fOreboding
Of desperation In his eyes. "But why?
Have you among your revolutionists
one man like that?"
His free hand pointed to the prince.
"Your tongue shows that you are
from the north provinces, from Bra
tain, perhaps; you breed steeds on
your plains Of Bratain for speed. This
man-chid has been bred to rule. The
white plume that led on the bloody
slopes Of La Raza belonged to his
Observation-Disclosures The sword
that turned back the French legions
at Brassy was held by his GRANDPA
ther.
Gle will make our land great and
prosperous again, and l ask to live my
self only that / may teach him and
guide him He alone can do 1t, he
viii be he mountain ~
"a chila" grumbled the square
faced man grufIly.
Gin only eighteen years he will be Of
age What is eighteen years in the
life Of a nation? You and may not
enjoy the blessings Of It, but our chill
drcn Will. You have children, have
you not Antonio?"
The republicans head shook grimly.
"There was no bread to feed them
why should | have them?'
The kings face paled until it held
only the wan ghost Of a smile. After
All, he was but the valley, Fernando
the Easy
The revolutioniSt was growing some
iuarticulate words
81 came to KILL he said with peas
ant ob~tinacy 81 drew the black lot in
the great meeting at Navotas."
The big muscles of his right arm
stlf.ened, and slowly his hand sunk
deeper into the pocket. 1t reached
the lump and grasped it.
Then the Prince Of Lagenda, be-
coming suddenly impatient, pulled
away from his father and pushed out
with his small fist against the
strangers thick leg.
"Go away" he ordered. MY IA
Their is to play with me. You are not
a councilor-go with the servants"
He lifted his face fearlessly to the
mans brown one and his clear, blue
eyes flashed with the Undesirable
sureness Of four centuries of implicit
command.
GO" ne repeated.
The peasants face suddenly went
white as chalk. his thick. sturdy legs