The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1938-04-14

uSeu 10 say. OIle was ray f1di idiio
Rubi, and the other Fray Bartolome
Gill. A crapulous pair!" He laughed
uproariously.
''Mon Dieu! They sound like some
of our famous French friars OF the
moyen age. And what became OF
them?"
"Por Dios, their fate was too good
for them! One of them was put on
the Manila galleon as chaplain, and
he sails annually from Manila to
Acapulco and back, trip after trip,
and is never allowed to set foot on
land. That is a terrible punish
ment, for the poor man is seasick
all the time. The other is a chap
lain in a prison, and is virtually a
prisoner himself. heaved a sigh of
relief when those two were deported
from California"
Although they did add to the gai-
ETY. of the place." put in Eulalia.
Zone never knew what they were
going to do"
what" exclaimed the Governor,
"my lady speaks again! She has
been so quiet ever since the meri-
enda, I was afraid she was dis
pleased or i'll! How is it with you,
querida, are you p"
Eulalia could feel Dagelet's fin
gers smoothing the hem of the green
riding habit. There was low thud
of tom-toms, beating of rattles,
punctuated by sudden savage
shrieks and screams. A long queue
of nearly naked Indian youths be-
gan dancing around the fire, and
while the games and dances lasted
all conversation died, except for a
quiet unheard whispering that
passed under cover of the excite
ment between Eulalia and Dagelet.
"You are most beautiful in the
freight, your Majesty" murmured
the man. "Your beauty CLEANS out
of the dark, amid this rude setting,
like an exotic jewel"
The woman sighed, and moved
her hand until it touched his Shout
der. The fire was darkened for a
moment as group of dancers 2os-
tured before it. He reached fos the
| hand, and again Eulalia felt subtle
excitement when his lips kissed her
palm.
"Prenez garde!" she murmured.
Then, after moment, "When you
said, when you said, Comet this
morning, on the cliff did you
mean it?"
Dagelet drew away ever so slight
ly.
"Ah, but yes! At the time"
eat the time! What do you 2"
"Sh!"
The chanting of the Indian dane
| ers had died down to an ominous
silence. Only the cracking of the
fire and the wind in the trees was
audible. The performers filed into
the darkness, silently. Then in mo-
ment another group bounded into
the freight, grotesque, with strange
headdresses and bows and arrows
for a dance of the hunters. Again
the ton-toms and rattle, grunts and
shrieks. Eulalia shivered.
She whispered again, "Please ex-
plain :"
81 was carried away by the ten
derness of the moment. My selfish
ness overcame me. Forgive me.
could not carry you away :"
She clutched his shoulder until
her fnger-nails bit into his flesh.
away from what? This? Lone
Illness, desolation, neglect? Do you
think am mad, to prefer to stay
here?"
Dagelet peered at her in the fire.
light. Indeed her eyes did look a
little mad. What was going to hap
pen? He reached again for her hand
and patted it soothingly.
cit is I who am mad" he
breathed. "You do not really wish
to come, I would not wish to, to
+. ;" He stopped, and cursed to
himself. Those were not the right
words.
"You make it difficult for me,
whispered Eulalia. "For you have
asked me to come, and / am COM
ing. Do not worry about it. Just
rest content and happy in the knowl-
edge that when you sail, I shall
be with YOU"
''No, no, Madame, it is too great
a sacrifice for you to :"
His voice was rising, and Eulalia
murmured "Sh!"
They were silent for a moment,
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brain was whirling. The lady was
determined! And if lady were de-
termined :. i. He stole a glance al
the lady's husband, the powerful
Governor of the CALIFORNIA;, his bulk
solid and imposing in the half-light.
How good a swordsman was he?
How true a shot? Visions of duels, OF
pursuit by the Spanish Armada, OF
international complications passed
through his mind. Was he laying
too much stress on the Latin under.
standing of affair de occur? He
must not do this, it was madness,
sheer insanity.
cit is not too great a sacrifice
for me, mon ami" the lady was
breathing in his ear. 81 am willing
to make it. And what is more" she
leaned far over as though to adj
just a shoe latchet, and looked
straight into his eyes, her own glow
ing feverishly, "what is more, if
stay . if do not 60 I am
afraid I will have to confess to my
husband that you that you
have made love to me-" she Kissed
triumphantly.
Dagelet dropped his head to his
knees with groan of despair. But
he recovered himself suddenly. La
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