The Bozeman courier., 1927-06-10
THE SPANISH ELEVATOR Co. D.,..., u..,..
(PubhShed by special ARRANGEMENT with The
Chicago Tribune Syndicate)
IN TWO PARTS-PART ONE


Chicago Tribune syndicate)
IN TWO PARTS-PART ONE
nONALD NORTH was the son Of an
Anglican bishop and a New Or
H. leans mother. He was sent to San
Sebastian to learn Spanish in his
holidays for future usage in the diplo-
matte world. 1t was, however, difficult as
yet to think of Donald, with his youth,
his wavy golden hair and jolly smile,
connected with more serious pursuits
than sports and carefree merriment.
His first weeks in the de Barrada
household he had spent regretting OK
ford, marmalade, profuse hot water and
soft towels; until the native wines, cafes,
and all the charms of that gay summer
capital began to make amends. More
than amends. The summer few. He
could not realize now that it was over
The day before he left began like
others that had gone before. Donald
laztly consumed his breakfast of tea and
rolls and plate of sun kissed grapes.
Dtsgraceful for an Englishman to lie in
bed so late-but how delightful On the
seventh floor of the apartment house soft
breezes drifted into Donald's room, with
sounds Of bugle practice from the army
barracks opposite. Through his window
he could look out over San Sebastian,
down the Avenido to the sea, where the
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anchored in the shell shaped bay. Then
he could see Mounta Igueldo with it's
feet in the water, wearing the pleasure
park and towers built on it's crest like
some gallant sombrero; also the city's
roofs and spires; and over all the bril-
liant sky.
To Donald, slipping tea, the figures in
| the street below stood out in clear cut
types. Servants with baskets on their
heads; business men, inclined to plump
ness, hurrying on stubby legs; tall peas
ants driving donkeys into market from
the countryside; modern whir of motor
cars and trans; women of the upper
classes walking on high heels, with wells
upon their heads, returning from the
mass.
Priceless, these Spanish females! DON
aid had found their mixture of Incidence
and gaiety delightfully."- in keeping with
his moods; particularly balmy nights
Heigh-hol Too bad it was the day before
he left Except it would be heaven to
get rid Of MichellineD With a distasteful
grimace at the thought Of her he
stretched in his blue pajamas, closed his
azure eyes and went to sleep again.
While Donald slept the Marquesa de
Barrada planned.
The Marquesa was so plump and obvt-
OuSly pleased with life despite the fac1
she was the mother Of Michelline) that
no one, least of all the unsuspecting
Donald North, would have believed hel
likely to evolve f1b. Much less a com
lplicated and deceitful plot against the
guest, who, during the preceding months
had paid good British pounds to th1;
financially decrepit family for the privi
lege Of learning Spanish in their midst
Affection, too, had grown up between
the two. To Donald, after the continua
scolding and shieking of Michelline abou
the fat, her placid, smiling mother wa.
as refreshing as cup Of tea after stiff
punting against the tide. To the Mar
quesa, Donald was "Sympatico." Tha
complimentary word which can includ
so many things. Also, dear boy, his owl
mama was dead. The devout Marques
included him in her prayers the day h
told her that.
'Donaldo is the type that makes tn
English nation great" she often told he
; husband.
"He is we'll enough" the Marque
would agree, though I incline to thinl
. it is a. a.plenitude of ready cash that make
their empire so all powerful"
The Marquesa never argued with he
husbands rhetorics, but unobtrusivel
: arranged the household to her own idea
while he perused his books. Only OF lat
] the MarqueSa had been worried, as he
= husband showed signs Of casting of hi
3 customary vagueness long enough to pun
! chase a CaStilian mate for Michelline.
: Marie de st. Michel, their ''AIichelline,
resembled neither of her parents in TEN
= DGIdulGub hui III lOOhS. OnC WdO Ol4C I
: those Arab types which, proofs Of ur
). adulterated lineage to the contrary, az
- pear from time to time among the frs
Castilian families. Her straight blac
a hair, regular features, and her grac
S much more alert than Spanish indolenc
!, were reminiscent Of invaders Of bygoT
le day. Her skin, untanned by the >dese
. sun, was alabaster in its paleneSs, bI
= her Arab eyes, with laShes long and ultl
y curked, giving an impression of unfatl
l. omable depths, seemed to suggest an al
p cient mischance with the void Mohan
q medan.
Il Her father would have scorned Il
g. thought, for he was proud, as one h
u every right to be whose ancestors ha'
:, been grandees of Spain for centurie
It Poor though they had become, he p1
/, their stray pesetas by that Michellil
might not descend to lesser lineage thG
her own.
as "The time is drawing Nigh" he to
g. his wife.
= The Marquesa wept, because thoul
Adichelline was past fifteen, she was h
ne mothers baby still.
3. "Oh, wait until the little terror gro
little more" she pleaded.
= The Marques smiled-he always ga
- his wife the most delightful smiles. "Fe
ne ne not, beloved, I will arrange a match wi
i'd a Castilian family which will be kind
c. her"
. The Marquesa, who was French
birth, was not impressed with that. S
IS wanted, most unreasonably, a DonS
= North. But neither the Marques I
AIichelline, and least of all the u
Os suspecting youth, had any inkling of
. placid lady's miracles-Or plots-coI
bring about.
8. From the day Of Dona1d's arrival,
. fore he could as much as say "go
morning in the language Of grande
1L. AIichelline had him marked. Just pl;
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