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I'lTTSTON, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY, SKI'11 At HER 14, 1894. KSTAHI.ISH KiD IHSO. » VOL. XLV.'NO. 7 i Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. A Weekly Local and Family Journal. 191.50 PER ANNUM 1 IN ADVANCE viners of auguries have given a pro] which souls your fato, fur they have pniphesled that if your lDlooCl Hows anCl your heart is offered nt the hourCsf noon tomorrow on (lie altars of Te/.catour jko pie shall Ih! victorious over the 'IVules and utterly destroy them. Hut if the sacrifice is celebrated onemoment licfore or alter that propitious hour, then the doom of Tenoctitlan is sealed; also they have declareil that you must die, not. according to custom, at the temple of arms across the lake, hut on the great pyramid liefore the chief statue of the god. All This is known throughout the land. Thousands of priests are now offering up prayers that the sacrifice luay lie fortunate, and a golden ring has been hung over the stone of slaughter in such a fashion that the light of the sun must strike upon the center of your breast at the very moment of midday. For weeks you have been watched as a jaguar watches its prey, for it was feared that you would escape to the Teules, and we, your wives, have been watched also. At this moment there is a triple ring of guards about the palace, and priests are set without your doors and beneath the window places. .Judge, then, what chance there is of escape, Teule." ''Little indeed," I said, "and yet I know a road. If I kill myself, they cannot kill me." "Kay," sho answered hastily, "what shall that avail you? While you live you may hope, but onco dead you are dead forever; also, if you must die, it is licst that you should die by the hand of the priest. BelWvc'uie, though the end Is horrible,'' and sho shuddered, ''it. is almost painless, so they say, and very swift. They will not torture you. That wo have saved you, Guatcmoc and I, though at lirst they wished thus to honor the god more part icu larly on this great day. "O Teule," Otomiowent on, seating herself by me 011 the bed and taking my hand, "think no more of these brief terrors, hut look beyond them. Is it so hard a thing'to die, and swiftly? Wo all must die, today or tonight or tho next day, it matters little when, and your faith, like ours, teaches that beyond the grave is endless blessedness. Think then, mv friend, tomorrow you will have passed far from this strife and turmoil; the strugglo and the sorrows and the daily fears for the future that make the soul sick will be over for you; you will lie taken to your pcaco where 110 one shall disturb you forevei. There you will find t hat mother whom you havo told 1110 of, and who loved you, and there perhaps one will join you who loves you better than' your mother; mayhap even I may meet you there, friend," and she looked at 1110 strangely. "The ro:id that you aredoomed to walk is dark indeed, but. surely it must lie well trodden, and there is light, shining beyond it. f-o lie a man, my friD and do not grieve. Rejoice rather ti;..; . .1 early an age you have done with w; and doubts and come to the gates of jo\; that you have passed the thorny, unwateivil wilderness and see the smiling lakes anil ■ aniens, and among them the temples of your eternal city. "And now fan-well. We meet 110 more till the hi-ur of sacrifice, for we women who masquerade as wives must accompany you to tho first platforms of the temple. Farewell, dear friend, and think ujhjIi my words. Whether they an' acceptable to you or no, I am sure of t his—that ixith for the sake of your own honor and because 1 ask it of you you will die bravely as though tlie eyes of your own people were watching all." And, tending suddenly, Otomic kissed me on the forehead gcnliy as a sister might and was gone. h« C v ;i it, and more especially sunlight llash on the thousands of their staring eyes. p li:i tor rim for the rut - fD ( CorriMgHTlimWTWf-AVTHOR.. D 11 fmrn tlfc platform 4if tire grout tcocalli, 011 which I liui-st j ii'Sfiilly give up the ghost, j; v(lii:s ami stones \vCrc poured mis into I In- courtyards ami outer toiiciii'il tli" njl cin heart. Aj. nwfiil kni [Kin my I i hi' i ml 1 had N YE ON MANY THEMES the employer still accepts the moral and physical responsibility of his colored servant very much as he did in slavery days. Now, ull this while I was standing near tin- stone of sacrillce, with Otomie at my side. Round mo word a riiij; of priests, and over the stone was lixed a square of bliu-k cioth supported upon four |Dolc s, which worn set in sockets in the pavement. In tho center of thin black cloth was sewed a golden funnel, measuring *1 inches or so across at Its mouth, and the sunbeams passing through this funnel fell in a bright patch the size of an apple upon the space of pavement that was shaded by the cloth. As the sun moved in the heavens, so did this ring of litflit creep across the shadow till at length it climlx-d the stone sacrifice and lay upon its edge. 1 I lie priest hi UVeil ■•L'hii.'i ! shut Dtiv i vi bled i fresh arrow s, by tinU" again 1 heard tli hilo ii i'ii fii.,d t me raiment nk, ami I parher eat soine- FROM THE RED BUG OF N. C. TO THE SERVANT GIRL QUESTION. worV s ol tlie "Spanish quarters tronomer yet, (ir yjur "I haven't as large a corps of servants, of course, as Neighbor Variderbilt down the river, but I tell you, gentle reader, that what with the grownup and the rising generation, each with colic in its midst, I am generally at the end of the watermelon season a mere wreck of my former self. Five' hundred yards away or so raged this struggle to the death, but alioiit me, around the gates of Montezuma's palace on the hither side of the square, was a different, scene. Here wcro gathered a vast crowd, among them many women and children, waiting to see mo die. They came with llowersin their hands, with the sound of music and joyous cries, and when they saw mo they set tip such a shout of welcome that it almost drowned the thunder of the guns and the angry roar of lw»t tie. Now and again an ill aimed cannon ball would plow through them, killing some and wounding others, but the rest uook no neeu,"omD t rying me more: welcome, Tczeat, and farewell. Blessings on you, our deliverer; welcome and farewell!" gods are doomi-u I my wits ivhet lirnl done so I f ami spoko to Then 1 iionrfl »n«DThrr POTind. It wt tin" voice of Utqmii- crying fDir Ix lp. \ Beautiful Example of a School Examina- Save us, Td-nl; D! Tlicv numler us! \Y!mt in I said "Prrscntly the ill We sh.'ill I*! «lr;iR- tion—William Give* His Experiences Khr shrieked in so piercing a miff that it reached the car* of t lie Spaniard.-., for on-- pries s will be on i tlD !- I i With Servants and Tells Why He Moved saoutid ill answer and in the C a-tilian I'll I mi 10 lier fly to the Spaniards and From New York to North Carolina. tongue: ' On, njy comradC trust, to their inerev.' [Copyright, 1WW, by ECl«ar W. Nye.] "In the far west, owing to the scarcity of pay gravel, our work was done by a scrub lady, who came each year on the first Tuesday after the first Monday in November for one day only, while Hong Lee did up my collars and cuffs, and I wore a false bosom, though my heart was true. do murder on their altars! Then then- wits u mighty rush, and tin defending Aztecs were swept in upon tinaltar, lifting the priest of sacrifice from his feet and throwing him :icross my IkhIv. Thrice that rusii eaine, like a rush of the sea, and each tUne the stand of the Aztec, weakened. Xojw their circle was broken, and the swords of the Spaniards (lashed tip on every side, and now t he red ray lay within the ring upon my heart. sword ill the nierey of that man with the l'eule, who is lie? Roan Mountain, N. C. ' lie is that Spaniard of whom I have spoken to you, Otomie. He is my mortal enemy, whom 1 have followed across the This mountain is a sort of pleasure resort frequented by people of means who do not mind sleeping in the open air. I have just slept in the open air, and I am now about to shake the dew from my mane. It is early, and the sun is not up as yet, but I am. Then, at a sign from the head priest, his ministers laid hold of me and plucked what was left of my fine clothes from mo as cruel Ixiys pluck a living bird till I stood naked except for the paint upon mv uody and a cloth about my loins. .Now I knew that my hour had come, and, strange to tell, for the first time this day courage entered into me, and I rejoiced to think that soon I should have done with my tormentors. Turning to Otomic, I lx-- gan to bid her farewell in a clear voice, when to my amaze I saw that as I had been served so she was being served, for her splendid rolx-s were beiiDg torn off her, and she stood before me arrayed in nothing except her beauty, her ilowing hair and a broiden d smock. BCHS, [CONTINUED.] Bliall yourself come to n shameful death." ■'It may Ik' ko," saidGuatemoc, "'but at least I shall not die betraying luy trust," '■.And now you would put yourself into his power. Truly, you are foolish, Teule." 'it is better to fall into the hands of Christian men than into those of your priests," 1 answered. CHAPTER XVII anil he went. The grand encampment of Western North Carolina Red Bugs met here last night. They met where I was at rest, "As Roger Thomas, the artist, once said when his trousers got so ragged and thin that whenever he sat down he noticed more and more how cold the world seemed toward him—he was one day hauled up and criticised by the court for vagrancy, and the court spoke severely of his appearance, dwelling with great bitterness on Roger's ragged pantaloons: OTOMIE'8 COUNSEL. Now I must tell that, as I hollered, this was my last day on earth, for on the mor row my year of godhead expired, and I, Thomas Whitfield, should tie led out to sacrifice. Notwithstanding all the tumult In the city, the mourning for the dead and the fear that hung over it like u cloud, the ceremonies of religion and its feasts were still celebrated strictly, more strictly even than before. Thus on this night a festival was held In my honor, and I must sit at the feast crowned with flowers and surrounded by my wives, whilo those nobles who remained alive in the city did me homage, and with them Cuitlaliua, who, if Montezuma were diyul, would now be emperor. We wv'it. slowly through the press, treading on a path of flowers, till we came across the courtyard to the base of the pyramid. Here at the outer gate there wasn halt lx-causeof the multitude of people, and while wo waited a warrior thrust his way through Hie crowd and liowed before me. Glancing up, I saw that it was On the flay after the return of Cortes to Mexico, before the hour of dawn, I was awakened from my uneasy slumbers by the whistling cries of thousands of warriors and the sound of atabals and drums. "Smite, priest of Tezcat voice of the astronomer. screamed the "Have no fear," she said. "The priests are harmless for you. You have escaped them, and there's an end. Few have ever ■olive alive from their clutches before, and he who does so is a wizard indeed. For the rest, I think that your God is stronger than our gods, for surely he must have east his mantle when we lay vender on the stone. Ah, Tcule, to what have you brought mo that I should live to doubt, my gods! Aye, and to call upon the foes of my country for succor in your need! Iielieve me, I had not done it for my own sake, since I would have died with your kiss ujKin iny lips and your word of love echoing in my ears, who now must live knowing that these joys have passed from for the glory of your god! With a fearful yell, the priest lifted the knife. I saw the golden sunbeam that rested full upcin my heart shine oil it Then as it was descending I saw the same sunbeam sliine upon a yard of steel that flashed across me and lost itself in the breast of the murderer prh -t. Down came the great flint knife, but its aim was lost. It struck indeed, but not upon my bosom, though I did not escape i: altogether. Hurrying to my post of outlook on the little pyramid, where Otornie joined me, I saw that the whole people were gathered for war. So far as the eye could reach, in 6quare, market place and street, they were Biassed in thousands and tens of thousands. Some were armed with slings, some with bows and arrows, others with javelins tipped with copper and tho clubs set with spikes of obsidiah that is called maqua, and yet others, citizens of the poorer sort, with stakes hardened in the fire. The bodies of some were covered with golden coats of mail, crested with hair and fashioned like the heads of pumas, snakes or wolves; others wore escauplls or coats of quilted cotton, but the most of them were naked except tor a cloth alwmc tne loins, un the flat azoteas, or roofs of houses, also, and even on the top of the teocalli of sacrifice, were bands of men whose part it was to rain missiles into the Spanish quarto- It was a strange sight to sec in that i i sunrise and one never to bo forgotten, 18 the light Hashed from temples and palace walls onto the feather garments and gay banners, the points of countless spears and the armor of the Spaniards, who hurried to and fro behind their battlements making ready their defense. Guatemoc '•Teitle," he whispered tome, "I leave my charge yonder," and he nodded toward the force wfco strove to break a way Into tlic palace of A.Ca, '"to bid you farewell. Doubtless wp shall meet again ere king, fceiuve C • I would hay* helped you if 1 could, but ft cannot be. I wish that 1 might change places with you. My friend, farewell. Twice you have saved my life, but yours I cannot " 'Yon cannot always judge a man by h is clothes,' said Roger. ' Your honor must not be too severe on a poor man or his rags, for ragged as them trowzis is they cover a warm heart.' "Do not wonder, Tcule," she said in a low voice, answering the question my tongue refused to tunic. '-Iam your wife, and yonder is our marrmge bed, the first nnd last. Though you do not love me, today I die your death and at your side, as I have the right to do. I could not save you, Teule, but at least I can die with you." Full upon the altar of sacrifice it fi ll and was shattered there, piercing between my side and that of Otomie nnd gasl ing the flesh of both sq that our blood was mingled upon the Stone, making us one indeed. Down, tC«), came the priest across our bodies for the second time, but to rise no more, for lie writhed dying on those whom he would have slain. The n, as in a dream, I heard the wail of the astronomer singing the dirge of the gods of Ana- "My false bosom had gold studs painted on it, like the jewelry in a tintype of a volunteer in the infantry 80 years ago. This bosom was called a dickey and could be removed without pain by untying the guy ropes at the back. It was a dreary meal enough, for I could scarcely be gay, though I strove to drown my woes in drink, and, as for the guests, they had little jollity left in them. Hundreds of their relatives were dead and with them thousands of the people. The Spanlards still held theft- own in the fortress, and that day they had seen their emperor, who to tliem was a god, smitten down by one of their own number, and above all they felt that doom was upon themselves. What wonder that they were not merryf Indeed no funend feast could have been more sad, for flowers and wine and fair women do not make pleasure, and after all it was a funeral feast—for me. save." me." 'Farewell, Guatemoc," I answered. 'Heaven piosper you, for you are a true ''IIow so!" I answered. "What I have said I have said. Otomie, you would have died with me, and you saved my life by your wit in calling on the Spaniards. Henceforth it is yours, for there is no other woman in the world so tender and so brave, and 1 say it again, Otomie, my wife, I love you. Our blood has mingled oil the stone of sacrifice, and there we have kissed. Let these bo our marriage rites. Perhaps I have not long to live, but till I die 1 am yours, Otomie, mv wife." At tin. moment I made no answer, for I man." Then we passed on \vfi8 Btrlckcn silent by my wonder, and before! could ilnd my tongue the priests had cast me down, mid for the sectiiid time I lay upon the stone of doom. As they held me a yell fiercer and longer tluui any which hud gone Iiefore told that the Spaniards had got foot upon the last stair of the ascent. Scarcely had my body been set upon the center of the great stone when that of Otomie was laid Ix'skle it, so close thai our sides touched, for I must lie in tlx middle of the stone, and there v At the foot of I lie pyramid the procession was fornit (1, i;7nj hero onu of my wives bade me auieu after weeping on my ncck, though I did j»o( weep on hers Now, the road to the in.mmit of tlie tcocalll winds round and round the pyramid, every mountain higher us it winds, and along this road vre went, in solemn state. At each t urn We lialu d, and another wife bade mo a last good by, or one of my instruments of in utile, which 1 did not grieve to see the last of, or some article of my strange attire was taken from luo. At length, after an hour's march, for our progress was siC w, we reached the tlat top of the pyramid that is approached by a great stair, a space larger than the area of the churchyard here at Ditchingham, and unfenoed at its lofty t*lge. Here 011 this dizzy place stood the temples of Huitzel and Tezi-at, soaring structures of stone and wood, within which were placi-d the hoiTid etligies of the gods, and dreadful chandlers stained with sacrifice. Here, too, were tin- holy fires that liurned eternally, the sacrificial stones, the implements of torment, and the huge drum of snakes' skins, lint for the rest the spot was bare. It was hare, but not empty, for 011 that "Servants then in the territories were the equals of any other class and superior to members of the legislature and Indians not taxed. Wages were from $25 to $7-5 per month, andantelope steak three times per day. huac •'The priest ifc dead, and his gods are fallen," he criC*l. "Tezcat has rejected his victim and Js fallen. Doomed are the gods of Anahuac! Victory is to t he cross of the Christ ianid" Thus 1 spoke from the fullness of my heart, for my strength and courage were shattered. Horror and loneliness had taken hold of me. But two things were left to me in the world—my trust in Providence and the love of this woman, who had dared so much for me. Therefore I forgot my troth and clung to her as a child to its mother. Doubtless it was wrong, but I will be bold to say that few men so placed would have acted otherwise. Moreover, I could not take back the fateful words that I had spoken on the stone of sacrifice. When I said them, I was expecting death indeed, but to .renounce them now that its .shadow was lifted from me, it' only for a little while, would have livn the act of a coward. For good or evil 1 had given myself to Montezuma's daughter, and 1 must abide by it or Ix.' shamed, i-till such was the nobleness of this Indian lady that even then she would not take me at my word. For a little while she stood smiling sadly and drawing a lock of her long hair through the hollow of her hand. Then .-lie spoke: "As times got better we secured a servant for ourselves exclusively. She had to be very versatile and a fluent extemporaneous woodchopper. She was cheerful, however, and never seemed to murmur or repine. She is married now and keeping house in Pennsylvania, and we have some new sheets and pillowcases to take the places of those she started her housekeeping with in Pennsylvania.Thus he wailcjd. Then came the sound of sword blows', and 1 knew that this proph et was dead a!sCD. At length it came to an end, and I fled* to my own apartments, whither my three wives followed me, for Otomie did not come, calling me most happy and blessed who tomorrow should lie with invself— that is, with my own godhead, in heaven. But I did not call theln blessed, for, rising in wrath, I drove them away, saying that I had but one comfort left, and it was that wherever I might go I should leave them behind. no gren place for her. Then, the moment of sacri flee not being come, the priests made us fast with cords which they knotted to copper rings in the pavement and turned tc watch the progress of the fray. Now a stron): arm pulled the dying priest from off tis, and lie staggered back till he fell over the altar where the eternal fire burned, qudnching it with his blood and body after it had flared for many generations, and a knife cut the rope that and my stomach is a sight to behold You have read about the corrugated stomach of Sandow. Well, he cannot attract any more attention in that way. AT THE SHAG HARK HICKORY. As soon as the sun was up a priest blew a shrill note u]Kin a shell, which was answered by a trumpet call from the Spanish quarters. Then, with a shriek of rage, the thousands of the Aztecs rushed to the attack, and the air grew dark with missiles. Instantly a wavering line of Are and smoke, followed by a sound as of thunder, broke from the walls of the palace of Axa, and the charging warriors fell like autumn leaves beneath the cannon and arquebus halls of the Christians. For some minutes we lay thus side by side, and as we lay a great wonder am gratitude grew in my heart, wonder that a woman could lie so brave, gratitude foi the love she gave me, sealing it with hei lifeblood, because Otomie loved me so well that she desired to die thus at my side rnther than to live on in greatness and honor without 111c. Of a sudden, in a mo bound us. I sat up, staring round me wildly, and a voice spoke alkove me in C;istiliaii, no! to me indeed, but to some comrade. The red bug is about the size of a flake of cayenne pepper, and even the adult would rattle around in a pore of the skin. IIo or slie, as the case may be, burrows under the cutis vera, or true skin, and then, heating the tail in a small alcohol lamp, proceeds to bore even farther in. "In New York we did not keep servants. We had 867 at different times, but we did not keep them. The trouble with a western grass fed man whose feet easily get tender on the stone sidewalks of New York is that he doesn't know the New York servant coda Then I cast myself upon the cushions of my bed and mourned in my fear and bitterness of heart. This was the end of the •'These two went near to it, poor dev ils!" said the voice. ' Had my cut lteen one second later that savage would have drilled a hole in him as big as my head. By all the saints, the jrirl is lovely, 01 would be if she Were wnslu d! I shall be;.' her of Cortes as Dny prize. For a moment they wavered, and a (Treat groan went up to heaven, but I saw Gun toinoc spring forward, a banner in his hand, and forming up again they rushed after him. Now they were beneath the wall of the palace, and the assault began. The Aztecs fought furiously. Time upon time they strove to climb the wall, piling up the Ixxlies of the dead to serve them as ladders, and time u]Don time they were repulsed with cruel loss. Failing in this, they set themselves to battering it down with heavy beams, but when tho breach was made and they clustered iu it like hcrdC-d sheep tin? cannon ojiened fire on them, tearing long bines through their mass and leaving them dead by scores. Then they took to the shooting of flaming arrows, and by this means fired the outworks, but tho palace was of stone and would not burn. Thus for 12 long hours the struggle raped unceasingly till the sudden fall of darkness put an end to it, and tho only sight to be seen was the Unro of countless torches carried by those who sought out the dead, and the only sounds to lie heard were tho voices of women lamenting and the groans of tho dying. i '■ I V I have an unusually fair, white skin, with shrimp pink welts on it this morning and here and there a Venetian red sunset with a wood tick in the center. The voice spoke, and 1 knew the voice None other ever had that hard, clear ring. I knew It evijn then and looked up, slip ping off the death stone as I looked. Now I saw. Before 1110, clad in mail, was my enemy, DetJareiti It was his sword that by the good providence of God had pierced the breast of the priest. He had saved me, who, hail lie known, would as soon have turned his steel against his own heart .as on that of mvdestroyer. "I was perfectly willing to do what was right always by my New York servants, but I was not familiar with their etiquette. I would lift my hat to th" side which looked toward the Spanish quarters wore stationed some hundreds of men, w ho hurled missiles into their camp without C'easing. On the other side were gatheied a concourse of priests awaiting the ceremony of my death. Below the great square, fringed About with burnt out houses, wtu crowded with thousands I like nature. Give me plenty of nature to commune with and a shag bark hickory against which to agitate my back, and I am as pleased as a child. m » H "You arc not yourself, Tcule, nntl I -IkuiIiI !h' liasc ludced if I made so solemn a compact with one who docs not know what he sells. Yonder on tho altar and n a moment of death you said that }-ou loved me, and doubtless it was true. But now you have come back to life, and -ay, lord, who sot that golden ring upon your hand, and what is written in its cirle? Yet even if the words arc truo that you have spoken and you love mo a little, there is one across the sea whom you love I am with a party. It is a party who would like to climb peaks in the hot sun, while I want to get behind a large cool cataract and think. They call me indolent and hate 1110 because I am satisfied with one full size mountain and hesitato about scaling other peaks which may not need it. So they call me the universal mistruster and take the victuals with them, and I've had to scale four peaks that I did not want to rather than subsist on branch v ater, roots, herbs and berries in their season. I cast myself upon the cushions of my bed. vengeance which I had sworn to wreak on Do Garcia, that I myself must havo my heart torn from my breast and offered to a devil. of people, some of thorn engaged In combat with the Spaniards, but tho larger part collected there to witness my murder. I gazed at liini, wondering if I dreamed. Then my lips sp(jDko without my will, as is were: Now, we reached the top of the pyramid, •wo hdur.s before midday, for there were still many rites to Ik- carried out ere the moment of sacrifice. First I was led Into the sanctuary Tezcat, tho god whose name I lxirc. 1 tcre was his statue or Idol, fiishioncd in black marble and covered with golden In the hands of this idol wan a shield of burnished gold on which its jeweled eyes were fixed, muling there, as his priests fabled, all that passed ujmhi the earth he h:ul creatC d. Before him also was a plate of gold, which with mut tiered invocations the head priest cleansed as I watched, rubbing it with his long and matted locks. This done he held it to my lips that I might breathe on it, and I turned faint and sick, for I knew that It was being made ready to receive my heart, which I felt Ix-atlng in my breast. Thus weeping and praying I sank Into a half sleep and dreamed that I walked on the hillside near the church path that runs through the garden of the lodge at Ditch- Ingham. The whi. pers of the wind were in the trees which clothe the lumk of the Vineyard hills, the scent of tho sweet English flowers was in my nostrils, and the balmy air of June blew upon my brow. It was night in this dream of mine, and 1 thought that the moon shone sweetly on tho meadows and tho river, while frain every side came tho music of the nightingale. But 1 was not thinking of these delightful sights and sounds, though they were present in my mind, for my eyes ■faccuru ino cnurcn patn wnicn goes up the hill at tho back of the house, and my heart listened for a footstep that I longed to hear. lie staggered tyaek at the sound of my voice, like a man struck by a shot, then '"Do Garcia! CHAPTER XVIII. For some mlnuUs wc lay thussiilc h a side. mcnt while I thought of this marvel, n new light shone upon my heart, and it was changed toward her. I felt that no worn an could ever lie so dear to me as this kIo rious woman—110, not even my lDetrothcd. I felt—nay, who can say what I did feel? Hut 1 know this—that tlie tears rushed to my eyes and ran down my painted face, and I turned my head to look at her. She was lying as much upon her left side as her hands would allow; her long hair fell from the stone to the paving, where it lay in masses, and her face was toward me. So close was It Indeed that there was not :in Inch between our lips. At length the day dawned. Presently there was a sound of music, and, accompanied by certain artists, my pages entered, bearing with t hem apparel more gorgeous than any that 1 had worn hitherto. First, these pages having stripped me of my rolies, the artists painted all my 1»k1v in hideous designs of rod and white and blue till I resembled a Hag, not even sparing my face and lips, which they colored \\ ilh carmine hues. Over uiy heart also they drew a scarlet ring with much care and measurement. Then they did up my hair, that now hung upon my shoulders, after the fashion in which it was worn by generals among the Indians, tying it on the top of my head with an embroidered ribbon red in color, and placed a plume of cock's feathers above it. Next, having arrayed mj body in gorgeous vestments not unlike those used by popish priests at the celebration of the mass, they set golden Barrings in my ears, golden bracelets on my wrists and ankles, and round my neck a collar oi priceless emeralds, un my breast also they lnmg a great gem that gleamed like moonlit water, and beneath my chin a false beard made fron. pink sea shells. Tfcen, having twined me round with wreaths of flowers till I thought of the Maypole on Bungay common, they THE KISS OF LOVE m i # J§£ ifm "That I could boar, for my heart is fixed n you alone anions men, and at the least Cm would !«■ kind to me, and I should novo in the sunlight of your presence. But better. known the light, I cannot live to .vander in tin1 darkness. You do not un- Icrstand. I fear that if—if we were wed . 011 would weary of mo as men do, and hut memory would grow too strong for There is a great deal of wild land about here. It is still sowing its wild oats as I write these lines. A meeting was held in June to promote immigration into the south, there being so much unimproved land. Tho convention was held at Augusta, and the first half of tho session was devoted to the glad reunion of tho governors of North and South Carolina, who made addresses, as did most everybody else, and the day was devoted entirely to a general encomium business. It is too bad that this rhetorical embroidery and symposium of wind could not give place to actual business and these almost unbounded lands be opened up to settlement instead of running wild for ages while the owners pay taxes on them for generations and actually suffer for the necessities of life. On tiio morrow the light broke out again at dawn, when Cortes sallied forth with the greater part of his seeldiers and some thousand* of his Tlosculan allies. At first I thought that lie aimed his attack at Montezuma's palace, and u broath of hope went through me, sinew then it might become possible for me to escape In the confusion. But this was not so, his object being to sot fire to the houses, from the flat roofs of which numberless missiles were hailed hourly upon his followers. The charge was desperate, and it succeeded, for the Indians could not withstand the shock of horsemen any more than their naked skins could turn the Spaniards' gtcel. Presently sco--s of houses were in (lames, and thick co**nns of smoke roiled up like those that float from tho mouth of Popo. But many of those who rode and ran from the gates of Axa did not come back thither, for the Aztecs clung to tho legs of tho horses and dragged their riders away living. Du. Then by and by it might lDe possible for you to find your way back across the waters to your own land and your own ■ ivc, and so you would desert me, Teule. i'bisiswhutl could not bear, Teule. I an forego you now, aye, and remain your "ricnd. But I cannot lie put aside like a lancing girl, the companion of a month, [, Montezuma's daughter, a lady of my iwn land. Should you wed me, it must 'kD for "life, Teule, and that is perhaps more than you would wish to promise, though rou could kiss me on yonder stone, and licre is blood fellowship Ix-tween lis," and he glanced at the -red stain in the linen uiiethat covered thew6und uponhersidc. "Otoniio," I whispered, "listen to me. I love you, Otomle." Now I saw her breast heave beneath the bands and the color oome upon her brow. Then there came a sound of singing from beyond the hill, and the words of the song were sad, for they told of one who had sailed away and returned no more, and presently between the apple trees I saw a white figure on its crest. Slowly it same toward me, and 1 knew that it was she for whom I waited—Lily, my beloved. Now she ceased to sing, but drew on gently, and her face seemed very sad. Moreover, It was the face of a woman in middlo life, but still most beautiful, more beauti ful indeed than it had been in the bloom of youth. She had reached the foot of the hill and was turning toward the little gar lien gate, when I came forward from t lie ■haelow of the trees and stood before her Back she started with a cry of fear, thee grew silent und gazed Into my face. Now, what further ceremonies were to \)o carried out in this unholy place I do not know, for at that moment a great tumult arose in the square beneath, and 1 was hurried from the sanctuary by the priests. Then 1 perceived this: Galled to madness liv the storm of missiles rained upon tin m from its crest, the Sitanlards were attacking the teoealli. Already they were jxiuring across the courtyard in large companies, led by Cortes himself, and with them come many hundreds of their allies, the Tlascalans. Qn the other hand, some thousands of the Aztecs were rushing to tho foot of the first stairway to give the white men battle there. Five minutes passed, and the fight grew fierce. Again and again, covered by the fire of the arquebusiers, the Spaniards charged the Aztecs, but their horses slipping upon the stone pavement, at length they dismounted and continued the fray on foot. Slow ly and with great slaughter the Indians were pushed liack, ami the Spaniards gaincdafootingon thefirst stairway But hundreds of warriors still crowded the lofty winding road, and hundreds more held the top, and it was plain that if the Spaniards won through at all the task would be a hard one. Still a fierce hope smote me like a blow when I saw what was toward If the Spaniards took the temple, there would l»e no sacrifice. No sacrifice could lie offered till midday, so Otomie had told me, and that was not for hard upon two hours. It came to this, then—if the Spaniards were victorious within two hours, there was a chance for mc; if not, I must die. 7 • '•Then I am repaid," she answered, and our lips clung together in a kiss, the first, and, as we thought, the last. Yes, there wo kissed, on the stone of sacrifice, bcncath the knife of the priest and the shadow of death, and if there lias lDeen a stranger love scene in the world I have never heard its story. uursegirl, who was really more dignified uid beautiful than I was, and yet I did uot know any better than to ask the gardener to shake the rugs or the bntler to set a hen with duck eggs. WATCHING A RACK. lie xt/Hj'jcreil hitrk Cit the sound of tin stared at me, rubbed his eyes with bishand and stared again. Now at length he knew mo through my paint. voice "Oh, I am repaid," she said again. "I would gladly die a score of deaths to win this moment. Indeed I pray that I may die before you take back your words, for, Teule, I know well that there is one who is dearer to you than I am, but now your heart is softened by the faithfulness of un Indian girl, and you think that you love her. Lot me die, then, believing that the dream is true." "And now, Teule, I leave you awhile, that I may find Guatemoe, if he still lives, uid others who, now that the strength of the priests is shattend, have power to protect you and advance you to honor. Think then on all that I have said and do not be hasty to decide. Or would you make an mil at once and fly to the white men if I fan find a means of escape?" * "Once I asked the footman to oil the ixletrees of the baby carriage, and it rat me $10 to hush it up and $1 for a beefsteak to put on his eye. "Mother of God!" lie gasped, "it is tin knave Thomas Wlngfleld, and 1 have savei his life!" The railroads, I am sure, are more than generous and show more signs of meaning business than ahybody else perhaps, offering many inducements to actual settlers who wish to come either from other portions of the United States or from abroad, provided they can give the best of references. Titled people, especially from Italy, would be expected to bring good certificates of character from their last place. "I recommended a coachman of mine to a neighbor on Two Hundred and Eightieth street, but afterward I was bitterly reproached for it by my friend because the coachman wanted his employer to come out and play old sledge with him at the barn, as I had done on rainy days. That very day these captive* were sacrificed on the altar of Huitzel and in the sight of their comrades, and with them a horse was offered up, Which had lie •en taken alive, and was borne and dragged with infinite lalieir up the steep sides of the pyramid. Indeed never had the sacrifices lDecn wD many its during these days of combat. All day long the altars ran red, and all day long the cries of the victims rang in my cars as tho maddened priests went aUtut. their work, for thus tlutv so;u»*- to please trie goes wno snouia give mem victory over the Teules. rested from their labors, filled with admiration at their handiwork. By this timo my senses had come bae' to me, and knowing all my folly I turned, seeking escape. But De Garcia had no mind to suffer this. Lifting his sword, lie sprang at me with a lieastliki earn of rage and hate. Swiftly as thought 1 slipped round the stone of sacrifice, and after mi caiue the uplifted sword of my enemy. It would have overtaken me soon enough, for I was weak with fear and fasting, anil my limbs were crannied with bonds, but at that moment a eaV.-ilier, whom by his dress anil jDort I to Ik.- none other than Cortes himself, struck up I)D- Garoia's sword, saying: Now the music sounded again, and they gavo me two lutes, one of which I must hold in either hand, and conducted me to the great hall of the palace. Here a number of people of rank were gathered, all dressed in festal attire, and here ulso on dais to which I was led stixxl my four wives clad in the rich dresses of the four goddesses Xochl, Xilo, Atla and Clixto, after wlioni they were named for the days of their wifehood, Atla being the Princess O ton lie. When I hail taken my place ujeon the dais, my wives came forward one by one, and kissing me on the brow offered me sweet meats and meal cakes in golden plutters and cocoa and mescal in golden cups. Of the mescal I drank, for it is a spirit, and I needed inward comfort, but the other dainties 1 coulel not teiuch. "So changed," she murmured. "Can It be the same!' Thomas, is it you come Iwiek to me freun the deael, or is this but a risiein?" and sleiwly anel douhtingiy the dream wraith stretched eDut her arms an theiugh te» ejosp me. "Talk not so, "I answered heavily, for even at that moment the memory of Lily came into my mind. "You give your life for me, and I love you for it " •'I am too weary to lly anywhere," I answered, ' even if I could. Moreover, I for- Lret . My enemy is among tho Spaniards, he whom I have sworn to kill; therefore his friends are my foes, and his foes my friends. I will not fly, Otomie." ''My life is nothing, and your love is much," she answered, smiling. "Ah, Teule, what magic have you that you can bring me, Montezuma's daughter, to the altar of tho gods, and of my own free will? Well, I desire no softer lied, and for the why and wherefore it will soon lie known by both of us, and with it many other things." We are having rather a dry spell now, and my garden looks like a prosperous baseball ground. I took my gardener a week ago, and we both knocked off work to go to the races. I give a rough drawing showing the effect of watching a race twice around the track as viewed from the center of the course. A fat lady was standing on one of my feet, so that I could not move very well, but wished to see the finish of the race "I was always spoiling my servants. I spoiled a good gardener by overindulgence and a good coachman by crushing his nose with a carriage wrench in a burst of my fiendish and ungovernable temper. The'n I awoke. I awoke, and, lo, be'feire me stooel a fair woman clothed in white, an whom the iiUMinlight shone as in my dream, anei her arms were stretched toxoid me leivingly. "There you are wise," she said, "for if j-ou come among the Teules that man will murder you. By fair means or foul he will minder you within a day; I saw it in his yes. Now rest while 1 seek your safety, if there is any safety in this blood stained land." Even at night the sacrifices continued by the light'of the sacred fires that from be-low gave those1 who wrought them the ap|*:arance of de*vils flitting through tho flames of hell and inflicting its teirmcnts on the damnen], much as they are depicted In the "Doom" iminting of the resurrection eDf the deael that is over the chancel arch in this church of Ditcliinghani. And hour by hour through the darkness a voice caileei out threats and warnings to the Spaniards, saying: "Huitze'i is hungry for four blood, ye Teule's. Ye shall surely follow whe re' ye leave sex'n your fellows go. The cages are ready, ilie knives are sharp and the irons are hot for the torture. Prepare ye, Teuics, for though ye slay many ye cannot etsea»|M'." "It is I, beloved, anel no vision," 1 wied, springing from my bed and clasp ing her to my breast to kiss her. Hut lie feire my lips touched licrs I saw my error, for she whom I embraced was not Lily Bejzarel, my betrothed, but Otomie, who was called my wife. The n I knew that this was the sadde-st anel most bitter of Ireams that hud bet-n sent teD mock me, for all the truth rushed into my ndud. Loeesing my hold of Otomie. I fe'll b;ick upon the bed and groaned aloud, and as I fell I saw t he flash err shame upem her brow *nd breast, feir this woman leived me, »ud thus my act and words were* an in»ult to her, who coulei guess well what prompted them. Still she spoke' gently. "How now, Stireeda with tlie lust of Mood tiC to sacrificing vlcti|ms lik Let the poor devili go." Are you mad "Finally a delicate legal point arostf ts to whether the nursegirl or the waitress should have the first whack at the tenderloin before it was put on our table. Seeing that the question could never be settled without a war with Ireland and hating to imbrue my hands in the blood of a nation upon whom I had never called, I sold my metropolitan home, or swapped it, rather, for a big flat on the west side and removed to the vine clad hills and citron groves of Hooper's Creek township, N. C., where I erected a beautiful shatto on the French Broad river. t you would talan Indian pries [to mc continued.] CHAPTER XIX. THE TRIUMPH OF THE CROSS. "Otomie," I said presently, "when will they kill us?" "He is no Indian. II.' is spy," cried Do Garcia and struggled to get ;ijt me. un En Well Named. The-se ce-remeinie'S lie'ing finished, there was silence feir awhile, till presently a band ejf filthy priests entered at the fai end of the chamber, clad in their scarlet sae-rificial robes. Blend was on the'iu everywhere1; their long locks were matted with it; their hands were red with it; even the'ir fieDrce eyes sccme-d full eif it. They advanced Up the chainlier till they stoed before* the dais. Then suelelenly the head prh'st lifted up his hands, crying aloud: once more A certain maiden lady, Miss Cocker by name, and her niece, who bore the same cognomen, went one evening to a reception at the house of a friend. Decidedly our friend is mad Mm Below I give the result of a normal examination in Louisiana copied verbatim from the original paper. It seems almost too good to bo true: very much. Now, when I was led out of tho sanctuary of Tezcat I wondered because tho Princess Otomie, or rather tho Goddess Atlu, as she was then called, was standing among the chief priests and disputing with them, for I had seen her bow her head at the door of the holy place and thought that it was in token of farewell, seeing tiiut she was tho last of tho four women to leave me. Of what she disputed I could not hear because of the din of buttle, but the argument was keen, and it seemed to me that the priests were some, what dismayed at her words and yet had a fierce joy in them. _ It uppeared also thut she won her cause, for presently they bowed 'n olieisance to her, and turning slowly she swept to my side with a peculiar majesty of gait that even then I noted. Glancing up at her face also, I saw that it was alight as though with a great and holy purpose, and, moreover, that she looked like some happy bride passing to her husband's arms. "When the point of light lies within the ring that is painted over your heart," she answered. Cortes, scanning Inc. 'lie says that this wretched creatury is an Englishman. Come, lie off. both of you, or somebody els What name, please?" inquired the Now I turned my head from her and looked at the sunbeam which pierced the shadow above us like a golden pencil. It rested at my side about six inches from me, and I reckoned that It would lie in the scarlet ring painted upon my breast within some 15 minutes. Meanwhile the clamor of battle grew louder und nearer. Shifting myself so far as the cords would allow, I strained my head upward and saw that the Spaniards had gained the crest of tho pyrumid, slnoe the battle now raged upon its edge, and I have rarely seen so terrible u fight, for the Aztecs fought with the fury of despair, thinking little of their own lives if they could only bring u Spaniard to his death. But for tho most part their rude weapons would not pierce the coats of mail, so that there remained only one way to compass their desire—namely, by casting the white men over the edge of the teoealli to Ik- crushed like eggshells upon the pavement 2(H) foot below. Thus the fray broke itself up into groups of foes, who rent and tore at each other u|HDn the brink of the pyramid, now and again to vanish*down its side, 10 or 12 of them together. Some of the priests also joined in the light, thinking less of their own deaths than of the desecration of their temples, for I saw one of them, a man of huge strength anil stature, seize a Spanish soldier round the middle and leap with him into space. Still, though very slowly; the Spaniards and Tlascalans forced their way toward the center of the platform, and as they came the danger of tins areata ui t nu grew icas, ioi nil' ,ui«a must drug them farther. may make the shine mistake," arid hi waved his sword in token to us t D go deeming that I eonlil not understand l.i words, then added angrily us De Garcia speechless with r;ijge, made a new uUt mp footman. "Miss Cocker," answered the elder STATE NOKM.VL SCHOOL OF LOUISIANA. ladv 1. A. ID. means in the year of our Lord. 2. B. C. means lime before Christ. Alexander the Great was one of England's greatest philosophers aliout the year 1200. "Miss Cocker, too," joined in the niece hurriedly. ■'Pardon me, Teule; I came but to watch ui'l not to wwken you. I came also that T may **D you aleCiuD before the daybreak, loping tluit 1 might lie eDf service eir at the' lew it e»f comfort to you, feir the end Iraws •ear. Say then, in yeeur blee p did "Adore the immortal god. ye pe-eiple," anel all those gathered there prostrated themselves, shouting: •'No, by heaven! I will not suffer it Wo are Christians and came to save vie tiins, not to slav them. Here, comrades to get at mc Whereupon the man of plush and buttons opened tho drawing room door, and with all the dignity of his profession ushered them into the midst of the company with the convulsing announco- 4. I'eririeswasalsoaphilosopherof England. "We brought with us from Brooklyn a suit of Swedish servants, who did well till they found that there was a race prejudice against them on the part }f the colored people, who objected to the Scandinavian bouquet, and so they were lonely, and the coachman also murmured because ho had to carry water two miles in a tobacco pail to bathe the carriage in. Thus the struggle went on day after day till thousands of tho Aztecs were dead •nel the Spaniards we're well nigh wemi out with hunger, war and wounds, for they cent Id ne»t rost a single hour. At length one meirning when the assault was at its liottest Montezuma himself appe'aml upon the central tower eif the; palace clad in splenelid robe* anel wearing the diadem. Before him stood heralds bearing geilden wands, anel nbout him were the* nobles who attende e: him in his raiptivity and a guard of Siwinuuds. He stretched out his hand, and suddenly tin; fighting was staid *nu a silence rvu upon tne piace; even tne Wemndtdevosext freDm the-ir groaning. Tlien he addre-ssed the multitude. What he saiel X was too far eiff to hear, tliough I le-arned Its purport afterward. He prayed his people to cease from war, for the Spanlarels 5. Julias Cirsar was a native of Gaul. Was the founder of the Latin language. Was the Gaul*' great commander. 4,We adore tlm god!" Thrice the priest cried aloud, find thrice they answered liim thus, prostrating themselves at every ;uiswer. Then they rose again, and tlio priest addressed me, saying:hold this fool who would stain his soul with murder." 6. Wiliiam Tell is the author of a piece Id the Fourth Reader where the one boy was shooting l ho apple off the other's bead. Now the Spaniards clutched IVD Garcia by the arms, and he cursed and raved at them, for, ns I luave said, his rage wathat of a Ix'iist hither than of a man. But I stood bewildered, not knowing whither to fly. Fortunate it was for me inuceii tnat one wlas ny who, ii.oiign sue understood no Spanish, yet had a quicker wit, for while 1 stood thus Otomie clasped my hand ajnd whisiierilig, 'Fly, fly swiftly!" led me away from the stone of sacrifice. you mistake me for some other wemian dearer and fairor than I am, that you would have embraced me?" "Miss Cocker and Miss Cockatoo!"-— men! 7. Charlemagne was a native of France. Was archbishop of Normandy and adviser of Edward 11. Tit-Bita "larnttmca tnat you were my oetrotnea, whom I love, and who is far across tho sea," I answe'rexl heavily. "But enough of love and such matte rs. What have I to do with the'in who go deiwn intei darkness?" "Forgive us, O Tezcat, that we cannot honor you as it is meet, for our sovereign should have lx-en here to worship you with us But you know, O Tezcat, how sore is the strait of your servants, who must wage war in their own city against those who blaspheme you and your brother gods. You know that our lDelovcd em jieror lies wounded, a prisoner in their unholy hands. When we have gratified your longing to pass )x-yoiid the skies, () Tezcat, and when in your earthly (tenon you have taught us the lesson that human prosperity is but a shiulow which (lees away, in memory of our love for you intercede for us. wo lieseeeh you, that we may sinito thcSMvicknl ones and honor you and them fCy the rite of their own sacrifice. C) Tezcat, you have dwelt with us but a little while, and now you will not suffer that we hold you longer from your glory, for your eyes have longed to see this happy day, and it is come at last. We have loved you, Tezcat, and minister ed to you. Grant in return that wo may aw you in your splendor, we who are your little children, and till we come watch well over our earthly welfare and that of the people among whom you have designed to sojourn." I'riu tice anil l'ri'arliing. 8. Tho pyramids of Egypt are among the wonders of the world. The roaring of the water as it shoots over the precipices of several hundred feet can be heard for many miles. m. 4Slt "Still we tried to do right We hire" board for those of our suit who couluot get into the house and had separtables for the white and colored for wo then began to go into sort of ha' mourning and combined the two. W c also put our washing out. We do so yet. My plain washing is done in Buncombe county and my collars and cuffs in Troy, N. Y., while I wait 9. Tho battle of Waterloo was fought between Cornwallis and Burgoyne, in which Cornwallis' army was victorious, making a (treat number of the opposing army swim the Mississippi river. ''In truth, I cannot tell, Teule. Still I have heard wise men say that If love Is to be found anywhere It is In this same darkness of death, that, is light indeed. Grieve not, for if there is truth in the faith of which you have told me or in our own, either on this earth or beyond it, with the ryes of the spirit you will sCv yourdear before another sun is set, anil I pray that you may And her faithful to you. Tell me now, how much does she love you? Would she have lain by your side on the lied of oacrlflco as, had things gone otherwise be tween us, Teule, it was my hope to do?" "Why aro you not none, Otomlef" I ■aid. 'Now it is too late*. 'i?!e Spaniards surround the teoealli, and you will be killed "Whither shall we go?" I said at length. "Were it not lienor to trust to tlie merey of the Spaniards?') 10. The battle of Gettysburg was fought between Generals Grant and Mead. During this battle General Jackson came to tho assistance of General Mead, and t lie Federals were driven back with great hiss. "I await the end, whatever It may Ik-," she answered briefly, and we si*ike no more for awhile, but Watched the progress of the fray, which was flcrce Indeed, tirixnlv the Aztec warriors funi/lit before the symlxjls ol tlicir gods and in tho sight of tho vast concourse of [iconic who crowded the square beneath and stared at tha struggle in silence. They hurled themselves upon the Spanish swords, they grip[M'd the Spaniards with their hands, and screaming with rage dragged them to the steep sides of the roadway, proposing to cast them over. Sometimes they succeeded, and a ball of men clinging together would roil down the sIojm; and 1st dashed to pieces on t lie stone flooring of the courtyard, a Spaniard lieingin the center of the ludl. l!ut do what they wjiuld, like some vast and writhing snake,.fkll the long array of Teules, C Iad in their glittering mail, plowed its way upward through the storm of sjM-nrs and arrows. .Minute by minute and step tDy step they crept on, fighting as men tight who know the fate that awaits the desecrators of the gods of Anahuoc, lighting for life and honor and safety from the stone of sacrifice. or taken prisoner." were hi* ffiends and guests and would "To tlie merey jif that man devil with theswordl"' she answered. '' 1 Vace, Teule, and follow me." presently leave the .city of Tenoctitlan. when these cowardly words had passed his 4 lips, a fury took his subjects, who for long fears had worshiped him as a god. and a ihriek rent the air that seemed to say twd words only: 11. The battle of Saratoga was one of the greatest battles of (he war. It was fought between Generals Gaits and Burgoyne. In which G:\Vb' army was smve-sful. Ttiere wele about 750 men on the battlefield. Now she led melon, and the Spaniards let us by unharmed—aye, and even sjtoko wonls of pitv as We passed, for they knew that we were victiuts snatched from sacrifice. Indeed, wht'ii a certain brute, a Tlascalan Indian, rushed at us, purposing to slav us with n itub. one of the SuaD* (ards ran him through tho shoulder, bo that he fell wounded to the pivemcnt. "We arranged in building our county place to have the servants who were white live in the house, but just then they decided to go back to Brooklyn, as there was no Lutheran church here, and the Swede does not seem to take hold of the throne of grace in tho same manner that the negro does. X . * ■s IS. One of Longfellow's works is "Evangeline."'"Woman! Traitor!" Then I saw an arrow rush upward and itrlke the emperor, and after the arrow a ihowci of stones, so that be fell down upon the tower roof. "No," I answered; ''it is not the custom of our women to kill themselves because their husbands chance to die." 13. One work of Waller Scott's is"Ivanhoe.'" 14. One work Cif Ilk-kens' is "Enoch Arden." 15. One of Shakespeare's Works is "As Yog Like It." "Perhaps they think it better to live and wed again," answered Otomic very quietly, but I saw her eyes flash and hcjub roust heave in the moonlight as she spoke. Hi. Oneof Milton's works is "Paradise IxDst." 17. Thackeray wrote "Vanity Fair" about the year 1720. "They also affect a different air of sanctity, which you will notice if the church windows aro kept closed. Now a voice cried: "We have slain oui king! Montezuma is dead!" And instantwith a dreadful wailing, the multitude ned this way and that, so that presently no living man could be seen where there had been thousands. Mo we went on, jtnd at the edge of the pyramid we glanced liaek and saw that l)e tiarcia l ad broken from tinDse who Chollv (contemptuously) — Money! Hali! This continuous scramble after money that yon see every day is posi Now, tho light, drew near to the stone of sacrifice, and all who remained alive of the Aztecs, perhaps some 1250 of them, besides the priests, ranged themselves round us and it in a circle; also the outer rim of the sunlieam that fell through the gold en funnel, creeping on remorselessly, touched my painted side, which it seemed to burn as hot Iron might, for, alas, I could not command the sun to stand still while tho battle raged, as did Joshua in the valley of Ajalon. When it touched me, five priests seized my limbs and head, and the father of them, he who had conducted me from the palace, clasped his flint knife in both hands. Now a deathly sickness took me, and I shut my eyes, dreaming that all was done, but at that moment I heard a wild eyed man, Whom I had noted standing by, call out to the minister of death: If*. Chaucer wrote the "C&nterbnry Tales" about the year 1G00. "Enough of this foolish talk," I said. "Listen, Otomic. If you had cared for me truly, surely you would have sAved me from this dreadful doom or prevailed upon Guatemoc to save me. You are Montezuma's daughter. Could you not have brought it aliout during all these months that he Issued his royal mandate, commanding that I should be spared?" held him, or perliahw he found his tongue and explained the truth to them. At the least he was bounding from the altar of sacrifice, nearly fill! yards away, and com- 1!'. "Thanatop'-K about the year 181*). " by Roliert Browning, "So our blond help went back to Brooklyn, although I had learned to speak Swedish and was just on the eve of turning over to tho butler a handsome dress suit which the reader may havo seen me lecture in last season. Freddy- ■c with yon, oM chap. I think \vCD to liavo ;i higher, nobler aim in life tliau tlics mere nccuniulatins of wealth, and I tivi'lv C 411 ui£. —1 ui*rC 20. "Last Bays of Pompeii," by Oliver Goldsmith, in 17'D0. I turned to comfort Otomle, who was watching by my side and had seen her royal father fall, and led her weeping into the paluce. Hero we met Guatemoc, the prince, and his mien was fierce and wild. He was fully armed and carried a bow In his hand. Having spoken some such words as these, that at timescould scarcely lxDheard because of the sobbing of the people and of my wives who wept loudly, except Otomle alone, this villainous priest made a sign, and once more the music sounded. Then he and his band placed themselves alxiut me, my wives, the goddesses, going before and after, and led me down the hall and on to the cratcwavs of the oulace. which were thrown wide for us to paDs. Looking round me with a stony wonder, for in this my Inst hour nothing seemed to escape my notice, 1 saw that a strange play was Ix-ing played alDout us. Some hundreds of paces away the attack on the palace of Ax a, where the Spaniards were Intrenched, raged with fury. Handsof warriors wen- attempting to scale the walls and being driven back by the deadly lire of the Spaniards and the pikes and clubs of the Tlascalan allies, while from the roofs of such of the nciehlxirlnir houses as Ing toward tiD with upliswortL Then fear giivo us strength, an«l wo fled like the wind Along thejsUsep path we rushed, tide by side, leaping down the steps and over the hundred-,1 Df dead and dying, 011I pausing now and again to save ourselvi from lieinjr sniilt n into spju-o by t! iMKlies of the prh -ts w! Mre hurling from the ■ Once, looking up, I caught 21. "Cliilde Harold," by Alfred Tennyson, in 1S20. In answer to Miss Contingene Williams of East St. Louis, who inquires about the aspect of tho servant question, I may be allowed hero perhaps to quote from myself: "There are many marked differences in east, west, north and south. These lines aro written in North Carolina, where tho servant wants a separate cabin and then becomes your ward and helps you if well and expects you to take care of hint if he is ill. You must keep a drug store, among other things, and get up in tho night to administer brandy to the colored laundress or paregoric to her little ones. Jll .'J jpifc jpr "We also put our washing out with an Asheville Chinaman. "Now wo have had to build cabins for our colored help, and as I put on my last scroll saw, hollow ground collar this morning I learned that my Swedish coachman had gone back to Brooklyn with the Chineso check for my July laundry in his pocket" "Do you, then take me for so poor a friend, Teule?" she answered hotly. "Know that for all these months, by day and by night, I have worked and striven to find a means to rescue you. Before he became a prisoner I importuned my father, the emperor, till he ordered me from his presence. I havo sought to brilte the priests. I have plotted ways of escape— aye, and Guatemoc has helped, for he loves you. Had It not been for the coming of these accursed Teules and the war that they levied in the city I had surely saved you, for a woman's thought leaps far and can find a path where none seems possible. But this war has changed everything, and. moreover, the star readers and di- "Is Montezuma dead?" I asked. "I neither know nor care," he answer ed, with a savage laugh, then added: in tlx* Sprini.'tnls -t of t hi' ti'iiculli. Jit of lie Thus an hour went by, and lliCD Span iiinls Wert1 half way lip the pyramid. Loudcrund louder grew the fearful sounds of buttle, tin; Spaniards cheered and called oil their patron saints' to aid them, tho Aztecs yelled like Wild 1 leasts, the priests screamed invocations to their gods and cries of encouragement to their warriors, while alxive all rose the rattle of tho arquebuses, the roar of the cannon and the fearful note of the great drum of snake's skin, on which a half naked priest beat madly. Only the multitudes below never moved nor shouted. They stood silent, eazinir uoward. and I could see tho •'Now curse me, Otomle, my cousin, for it was my arrow that smote him down, this king who has become a woman and a traitor, false to his manhood and his country."Garcia pursuit lur al us, 1 nit after that we saw liiin nlD more. Doubtless he wearied of the eh«HD or feared to fall into the hands of such Cj»f the Aztec: warriors as still clustered round the foot of tin; pyra- I often wish that I could "go back to Griggsby's Station, back where we was so happy and so pore." '"Not yet, O priest of Tezcat! If you smite liefore the sunbeam lies upon tho victim's heart, your gods are doomed, and doomed an; tho people of Anahuac." "I cannot curse you, Guatemoc, for the gods have smitten my father with a madness as you smote him with your arrow, and it is best that he should die, both for his own sake and for that of his people. Still, Guatemoc, I am sure of this—that your crime will not go unpunished, and that lo navment for this sacrllwe you After that. I rehiomlier nothing till I found myself once more ill mv apartments In .Montezuma's jialace, which I never hoped to see agaii], Otomie was by me, and she brought ine water to wash the paint off from my bC dy and the blood from piv wound, which, leaving her own uti- mid Tho priest gnashed his teeth with rage and glared ilrst at the creeping point of light and then over his shoulder at the advancing battle. Slowly tho ring of warriors closed in upon us, slowly the golden "The white servant looks out for himself, and when worst comes to worst goes to tho hospital, but the colored servant is vour child till ho is 80 vears old. aud Both—Hold on there! I saw that first!—Brooklyn Life. Go by the book on Beeoham'a Pilta,
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Full Text | I'lTTSTON, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY, SKI'11 At HER 14, 1894. KSTAHI.ISH KiD IHSO. » VOL. XLV.'NO. 7 i Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. A Weekly Local and Family Journal. 191.50 PER ANNUM 1 IN ADVANCE viners of auguries have given a pro] which souls your fato, fur they have pniphesled that if your lDlooCl Hows anCl your heart is offered nt the hourCsf noon tomorrow on (lie altars of Te/.catour jko pie shall Ih! victorious over the 'IVules and utterly destroy them. Hut if the sacrifice is celebrated onemoment licfore or alter that propitious hour, then the doom of Tenoctitlan is sealed; also they have declareil that you must die, not. according to custom, at the temple of arms across the lake, hut on the great pyramid liefore the chief statue of the god. All This is known throughout the land. Thousands of priests are now offering up prayers that the sacrifice luay lie fortunate, and a golden ring has been hung over the stone of slaughter in such a fashion that the light of the sun must strike upon the center of your breast at the very moment of midday. For weeks you have been watched as a jaguar watches its prey, for it was feared that you would escape to the Teules, and we, your wives, have been watched also. At this moment there is a triple ring of guards about the palace, and priests are set without your doors and beneath the window places. .Judge, then, what chance there is of escape, Teule." ''Little indeed," I said, "and yet I know a road. If I kill myself, they cannot kill me." "Kay," sho answered hastily, "what shall that avail you? While you live you may hope, but onco dead you are dead forever; also, if you must die, it is licst that you should die by the hand of the priest. BelWvc'uie, though the end Is horrible,'' and sho shuddered, ''it. is almost painless, so they say, and very swift. They will not torture you. That wo have saved you, Guatcmoc and I, though at lirst they wished thus to honor the god more part icu larly on this great day. "O Teule," Otomiowent on, seating herself by me 011 the bed and taking my hand, "think no more of these brief terrors, hut look beyond them. Is it so hard a thing'to die, and swiftly? Wo all must die, today or tonight or tho next day, it matters little when, and your faith, like ours, teaches that beyond the grave is endless blessedness. Think then, mv friend, tomorrow you will have passed far from this strife and turmoil; the strugglo and the sorrows and the daily fears for the future that make the soul sick will be over for you; you will lie taken to your pcaco where 110 one shall disturb you forevei. There you will find t hat mother whom you havo told 1110 of, and who loved you, and there perhaps one will join you who loves you better than' your mother; mayhap even I may meet you there, friend," and she looked at 1110 strangely. "The ro:id that you aredoomed to walk is dark indeed, but. surely it must lie well trodden, and there is light, shining beyond it. f-o lie a man, my friD and do not grieve. Rejoice rather ti;..; . .1 early an age you have done with w; and doubts and come to the gates of jo\; that you have passed the thorny, unwateivil wilderness and see the smiling lakes anil ■ aniens, and among them the temples of your eternal city. "And now fan-well. We meet 110 more till the hi-ur of sacrifice, for we women who masquerade as wives must accompany you to tho first platforms of the temple. Farewell, dear friend, and think ujhjIi my words. Whether they an' acceptable to you or no, I am sure of t his—that ixith for the sake of your own honor and because 1 ask it of you you will die bravely as though tlie eyes of your own people were watching all." And, tending suddenly, Otomic kissed me on the forehead gcnliy as a sister might and was gone. h« C v ;i it, and more especially sunlight llash on the thousands of their staring eyes. p li:i tor rim for the rut - fD ( CorriMgHTlimWTWf-AVTHOR.. D 11 fmrn tlfc platform 4if tire grout tcocalli, 011 which I liui-st j ii'Sfiilly give up the ghost, j; v(lii:s ami stones \vCrc poured mis into I In- courtyards ami outer toiiciii'il tli" njl cin heart. Aj. nwfiil kni [Kin my I i hi' i ml 1 had N YE ON MANY THEMES the employer still accepts the moral and physical responsibility of his colored servant very much as he did in slavery days. Now, ull this while I was standing near tin- stone of sacrillce, with Otomie at my side. Round mo word a riiij; of priests, and over the stone was lixed a square of bliu-k cioth supported upon four |Dolc s, which worn set in sockets in the pavement. In tho center of thin black cloth was sewed a golden funnel, measuring *1 inches or so across at Its mouth, and the sunbeams passing through this funnel fell in a bright patch the size of an apple upon the space of pavement that was shaded by the cloth. As the sun moved in the heavens, so did this ring of litflit creep across the shadow till at length it climlx-d the stone sacrifice and lay upon its edge. 1 I lie priest hi UVeil ■•L'hii.'i ! shut Dtiv i vi bled i fresh arrow s, by tinU" again 1 heard tli hilo ii i'ii fii.,d t me raiment nk, ami I parher eat soine- FROM THE RED BUG OF N. C. TO THE SERVANT GIRL QUESTION. worV s ol tlie "Spanish quarters tronomer yet, (ir yjur "I haven't as large a corps of servants, of course, as Neighbor Variderbilt down the river, but I tell you, gentle reader, that what with the grownup and the rising generation, each with colic in its midst, I am generally at the end of the watermelon season a mere wreck of my former self. Five' hundred yards away or so raged this struggle to the death, but alioiit me, around the gates of Montezuma's palace on the hither side of the square, was a different, scene. Here wcro gathered a vast crowd, among them many women and children, waiting to see mo die. They came with llowersin their hands, with the sound of music and joyous cries, and when they saw mo they set tip such a shout of welcome that it almost drowned the thunder of the guns and the angry roar of lw»t tie. Now and again an ill aimed cannon ball would plow through them, killing some and wounding others, but the rest uook no neeu,"omD t rying me more: welcome, Tczeat, and farewell. Blessings on you, our deliverer; welcome and farewell!" gods are doomi-u I my wits ivhet lirnl done so I f ami spoko to Then 1 iionrfl »n«DThrr POTind. It wt tin" voice of Utqmii- crying fDir Ix lp. \ Beautiful Example of a School Examina- Save us, Td-nl; D! Tlicv numler us! \Y!mt in I said "Prrscntly the ill We sh.'ill I*! «lr;iR- tion—William Give* His Experiences Khr shrieked in so piercing a miff that it reached the car* of t lie Spaniard.-., for on-- pries s will be on i tlD !- I i With Servants and Tells Why He Moved saoutid ill answer and in the C a-tilian I'll I mi 10 lier fly to the Spaniards and From New York to North Carolina. tongue: ' On, njy comradC trust, to their inerev.' [Copyright, 1WW, by ECl«ar W. Nye.] "In the far west, owing to the scarcity of pay gravel, our work was done by a scrub lady, who came each year on the first Tuesday after the first Monday in November for one day only, while Hong Lee did up my collars and cuffs, and I wore a false bosom, though my heart was true. do murder on their altars! Then then- wits u mighty rush, and tin defending Aztecs were swept in upon tinaltar, lifting the priest of sacrifice from his feet and throwing him :icross my IkhIv. Thrice that rusii eaine, like a rush of the sea, and each tUne the stand of the Aztec, weakened. Xojw their circle was broken, and the swords of the Spaniards (lashed tip on every side, and now t he red ray lay within the ring upon my heart. sword ill the nierey of that man with the l'eule, who is lie? Roan Mountain, N. C. ' lie is that Spaniard of whom I have spoken to you, Otomie. He is my mortal enemy, whom 1 have followed across the This mountain is a sort of pleasure resort frequented by people of means who do not mind sleeping in the open air. I have just slept in the open air, and I am now about to shake the dew from my mane. It is early, and the sun is not up as yet, but I am. Then, at a sign from the head priest, his ministers laid hold of me and plucked what was left of my fine clothes from mo as cruel Ixiys pluck a living bird till I stood naked except for the paint upon mv uody and a cloth about my loins. .Now I knew that my hour had come, and, strange to tell, for the first time this day courage entered into me, and I rejoiced to think that soon I should have done with my tormentors. Turning to Otomic, I lx-- gan to bid her farewell in a clear voice, when to my amaze I saw that as I had been served so she was being served, for her splendid rolx-s were beiiDg torn off her, and she stood before me arrayed in nothing except her beauty, her ilowing hair and a broiden d smock. BCHS, [CONTINUED.] Bliall yourself come to n shameful death." ■'It may Ik' ko," saidGuatemoc, "'but at least I shall not die betraying luy trust," '■.And now you would put yourself into his power. Truly, you are foolish, Teule." 'it is better to fall into the hands of Christian men than into those of your priests," 1 answered. CHAPTER XVII anil he went. The grand encampment of Western North Carolina Red Bugs met here last night. They met where I was at rest, "As Roger Thomas, the artist, once said when his trousers got so ragged and thin that whenever he sat down he noticed more and more how cold the world seemed toward him—he was one day hauled up and criticised by the court for vagrancy, and the court spoke severely of his appearance, dwelling with great bitterness on Roger's ragged pantaloons: OTOMIE'8 COUNSEL. Now I must tell that, as I hollered, this was my last day on earth, for on the mor row my year of godhead expired, and I, Thomas Whitfield, should tie led out to sacrifice. Notwithstanding all the tumult In the city, the mourning for the dead and the fear that hung over it like u cloud, the ceremonies of religion and its feasts were still celebrated strictly, more strictly even than before. Thus on this night a festival was held In my honor, and I must sit at the feast crowned with flowers and surrounded by my wives, whilo those nobles who remained alive in the city did me homage, and with them Cuitlaliua, who, if Montezuma were diyul, would now be emperor. We wv'it. slowly through the press, treading on a path of flowers, till we came across the courtyard to the base of the pyramid. Here at the outer gate there wasn halt lx-causeof the multitude of people, and while wo waited a warrior thrust his way through Hie crowd and liowed before me. Glancing up, I saw that it was On the flay after the return of Cortes to Mexico, before the hour of dawn, I was awakened from my uneasy slumbers by the whistling cries of thousands of warriors and the sound of atabals and drums. "Smite, priest of Tezcat voice of the astronomer. screamed the "Have no fear," she said. "The priests are harmless for you. You have escaped them, and there's an end. Few have ever ■olive alive from their clutches before, and he who does so is a wizard indeed. For the rest, I think that your God is stronger than our gods, for surely he must have east his mantle when we lay vender on the stone. Ah, Tcule, to what have you brought mo that I should live to doubt, my gods! Aye, and to call upon the foes of my country for succor in your need! Iielieve me, I had not done it for my own sake, since I would have died with your kiss ujKin iny lips and your word of love echoing in my ears, who now must live knowing that these joys have passed from for the glory of your god! With a fearful yell, the priest lifted the knife. I saw the golden sunbeam that rested full upcin my heart shine oil it Then as it was descending I saw the same sunbeam sliine upon a yard of steel that flashed across me and lost itself in the breast of the murderer prh -t. Down came the great flint knife, but its aim was lost. It struck indeed, but not upon my bosom, though I did not escape i: altogether. Hurrying to my post of outlook on the little pyramid, where Otornie joined me, I saw that the whole people were gathered for war. So far as the eye could reach, in 6quare, market place and street, they were Biassed in thousands and tens of thousands. Some were armed with slings, some with bows and arrows, others with javelins tipped with copper and tho clubs set with spikes of obsidiah that is called maqua, and yet others, citizens of the poorer sort, with stakes hardened in the fire. The bodies of some were covered with golden coats of mail, crested with hair and fashioned like the heads of pumas, snakes or wolves; others wore escauplls or coats of quilted cotton, but the most of them were naked except tor a cloth alwmc tne loins, un the flat azoteas, or roofs of houses, also, and even on the top of the teocalli of sacrifice, were bands of men whose part it was to rain missiles into the Spanish quarto- It was a strange sight to sec in that i i sunrise and one never to bo forgotten, 18 the light Hashed from temples and palace walls onto the feather garments and gay banners, the points of countless spears and the armor of the Spaniards, who hurried to and fro behind their battlements making ready their defense. Guatemoc '•Teitle," he whispered tome, "I leave my charge yonder," and he nodded toward the force wfco strove to break a way Into tlic palace of A.Ca, '"to bid you farewell. Doubtless wp shall meet again ere king, fceiuve C • I would hay* helped you if 1 could, but ft cannot be. I wish that 1 might change places with you. My friend, farewell. Twice you have saved my life, but yours I cannot " 'Yon cannot always judge a man by h is clothes,' said Roger. ' Your honor must not be too severe on a poor man or his rags, for ragged as them trowzis is they cover a warm heart.' "Do not wonder, Tcule," she said in a low voice, answering the question my tongue refused to tunic. '-Iam your wife, and yonder is our marrmge bed, the first nnd last. Though you do not love me, today I die your death and at your side, as I have the right to do. I could not save you, Teule, but at least I can die with you." Full upon the altar of sacrifice it fi ll and was shattered there, piercing between my side and that of Otomie nnd gasl ing the flesh of both sq that our blood was mingled upon the Stone, making us one indeed. Down, tC«), came the priest across our bodies for the second time, but to rise no more, for lie writhed dying on those whom he would have slain. The n, as in a dream, I heard the wail of the astronomer singing the dirge of the gods of Ana- "My false bosom had gold studs painted on it, like the jewelry in a tintype of a volunteer in the infantry 80 years ago. This bosom was called a dickey and could be removed without pain by untying the guy ropes at the back. It was a dreary meal enough, for I could scarcely be gay, though I strove to drown my woes in drink, and, as for the guests, they had little jollity left in them. Hundreds of their relatives were dead and with them thousands of the people. The Spanlards still held theft- own in the fortress, and that day they had seen their emperor, who to tliem was a god, smitten down by one of their own number, and above all they felt that doom was upon themselves. What wonder that they were not merryf Indeed no funend feast could have been more sad, for flowers and wine and fair women do not make pleasure, and after all it was a funeral feast—for me. save." me." 'Farewell, Guatemoc," I answered. 'Heaven piosper you, for you are a true ''IIow so!" I answered. "What I have said I have said. Otomie, you would have died with me, and you saved my life by your wit in calling on the Spaniards. Henceforth it is yours, for there is no other woman in the world so tender and so brave, and 1 say it again, Otomie, my wife, I love you. Our blood has mingled oil the stone of sacrifice, and there we have kissed. Let these bo our marriage rites. Perhaps I have not long to live, but till I die 1 am yours, Otomie, mv wife." At tin. moment I made no answer, for I man." Then we passed on \vfi8 Btrlckcn silent by my wonder, and before! could ilnd my tongue the priests had cast me down, mid for the sectiiid time I lay upon the stone of doom. As they held me a yell fiercer and longer tluui any which hud gone Iiefore told that the Spaniards had got foot upon the last stair of the ascent. Scarcely had my body been set upon the center of the great stone when that of Otomie was laid Ix'skle it, so close thai our sides touched, for I must lie in tlx middle of the stone, and there v At the foot of I lie pyramid the procession was fornit (1, i;7nj hero onu of my wives bade me auieu after weeping on my ncck, though I did j»o( weep on hers Now, the road to the in.mmit of tlie tcocalll winds round and round the pyramid, every mountain higher us it winds, and along this road vre went, in solemn state. At each t urn We lialu d, and another wife bade mo a last good by, or one of my instruments of in utile, which 1 did not grieve to see the last of, or some article of my strange attire was taken from luo. At length, after an hour's march, for our progress was siC w, we reached the tlat top of the pyramid that is approached by a great stair, a space larger than the area of the churchyard here at Ditchingham, and unfenoed at its lofty t*lge. Here 011 this dizzy place stood the temples of Huitzel and Tezi-at, soaring structures of stone and wood, within which were placi-d the hoiTid etligies of the gods, and dreadful chandlers stained with sacrifice. Here, too, were tin- holy fires that liurned eternally, the sacrificial stones, the implements of torment, and the huge drum of snakes' skins, lint for the rest the spot was bare. It was hare, but not empty, for 011 that "Servants then in the territories were the equals of any other class and superior to members of the legislature and Indians not taxed. Wages were from $25 to $7-5 per month, andantelope steak three times per day. huac •'The priest ifc dead, and his gods are fallen," he criC*l. "Tezcat has rejected his victim and Js fallen. Doomed are the gods of Anahuac! Victory is to t he cross of the Christ ianid" Thus 1 spoke from the fullness of my heart, for my strength and courage were shattered. Horror and loneliness had taken hold of me. But two things were left to me in the world—my trust in Providence and the love of this woman, who had dared so much for me. Therefore I forgot my troth and clung to her as a child to its mother. Doubtless it was wrong, but I will be bold to say that few men so placed would have acted otherwise. Moreover, I could not take back the fateful words that I had spoken on the stone of sacrifice. When I said them, I was expecting death indeed, but to .renounce them now that its .shadow was lifted from me, it' only for a little while, would have livn the act of a coward. For good or evil 1 had given myself to Montezuma's daughter, and 1 must abide by it or Ix.' shamed, i-till such was the nobleness of this Indian lady that even then she would not take me at my word. For a little while she stood smiling sadly and drawing a lock of her long hair through the hollow of her hand. Then .-lie spoke: "As times got better we secured a servant for ourselves exclusively. She had to be very versatile and a fluent extemporaneous woodchopper. She was cheerful, however, and never seemed to murmur or repine. She is married now and keeping house in Pennsylvania, and we have some new sheets and pillowcases to take the places of those she started her housekeeping with in Pennsylvania.Thus he wailcjd. Then came the sound of sword blows', and 1 knew that this proph et was dead a!sCD. At length it came to an end, and I fled* to my own apartments, whither my three wives followed me, for Otomie did not come, calling me most happy and blessed who tomorrow should lie with invself— that is, with my own godhead, in heaven. But I did not call theln blessed, for, rising in wrath, I drove them away, saying that I had but one comfort left, and it was that wherever I might go I should leave them behind. no gren place for her. Then, the moment of sacri flee not being come, the priests made us fast with cords which they knotted to copper rings in the pavement and turned tc watch the progress of the fray. Now a stron): arm pulled the dying priest from off tis, and lie staggered back till he fell over the altar where the eternal fire burned, qudnching it with his blood and body after it had flared for many generations, and a knife cut the rope that and my stomach is a sight to behold You have read about the corrugated stomach of Sandow. Well, he cannot attract any more attention in that way. AT THE SHAG HARK HICKORY. As soon as the sun was up a priest blew a shrill note u]Kin a shell, which was answered by a trumpet call from the Spanish quarters. Then, with a shriek of rage, the thousands of the Aztecs rushed to the attack, and the air grew dark with missiles. Instantly a wavering line of Are and smoke, followed by a sound as of thunder, broke from the walls of the palace of Axa, and the charging warriors fell like autumn leaves beneath the cannon and arquebus halls of the Christians. For some minutes we lay thus side by side, and as we lay a great wonder am gratitude grew in my heart, wonder that a woman could lie so brave, gratitude foi the love she gave me, sealing it with hei lifeblood, because Otomie loved me so well that she desired to die thus at my side rnther than to live on in greatness and honor without 111c. Of a sudden, in a mo bound us. I sat up, staring round me wildly, and a voice spoke alkove me in C;istiliaii, no! to me indeed, but to some comrade. The red bug is about the size of a flake of cayenne pepper, and even the adult would rattle around in a pore of the skin. IIo or slie, as the case may be, burrows under the cutis vera, or true skin, and then, heating the tail in a small alcohol lamp, proceeds to bore even farther in. "In New York we did not keep servants. We had 867 at different times, but we did not keep them. The trouble with a western grass fed man whose feet easily get tender on the stone sidewalks of New York is that he doesn't know the New York servant coda Then I cast myself upon the cushions of my bed and mourned in my fear and bitterness of heart. This was the end of the •'These two went near to it, poor dev ils!" said the voice. ' Had my cut lteen one second later that savage would have drilled a hole in him as big as my head. By all the saints, the jrirl is lovely, 01 would be if she Were wnslu d! I shall be;.' her of Cortes as Dny prize. For a moment they wavered, and a (Treat groan went up to heaven, but I saw Gun toinoc spring forward, a banner in his hand, and forming up again they rushed after him. Now they were beneath the wall of the palace, and the assault began. The Aztecs fought furiously. Time upon time they strove to climb the wall, piling up the Ixxlies of the dead to serve them as ladders, and time u]Don time they were repulsed with cruel loss. Failing in this, they set themselves to battering it down with heavy beams, but when tho breach was made and they clustered iu it like hcrdC-d sheep tin? cannon ojiened fire on them, tearing long bines through their mass and leaving them dead by scores. Then they took to the shooting of flaming arrows, and by this means fired the outworks, but tho palace was of stone and would not burn. Thus for 12 long hours the struggle raped unceasingly till the sudden fall of darkness put an end to it, and tho only sight to be seen was the Unro of countless torches carried by those who sought out the dead, and the only sounds to lie heard were tho voices of women lamenting and the groans of tho dying. i '■ I V I have an unusually fair, white skin, with shrimp pink welts on it this morning and here and there a Venetian red sunset with a wood tick in the center. The voice spoke, and 1 knew the voice None other ever had that hard, clear ring. I knew It evijn then and looked up, slip ping off the death stone as I looked. Now I saw. Before 1110, clad in mail, was my enemy, DetJareiti It was his sword that by the good providence of God had pierced the breast of the priest. He had saved me, who, hail lie known, would as soon have turned his steel against his own heart .as on that of mvdestroyer. "I was perfectly willing to do what was right always by my New York servants, but I was not familiar with their etiquette. I would lift my hat to th" side which looked toward the Spanish quarters wore stationed some hundreds of men, w ho hurled missiles into their camp without C'easing. On the other side were gatheied a concourse of priests awaiting the ceremony of my death. Below the great square, fringed About with burnt out houses, wtu crowded with thousands I like nature. Give me plenty of nature to commune with and a shag bark hickory against which to agitate my back, and I am as pleased as a child. m » H "You arc not yourself, Tcule, nntl I -IkuiIiI !h' liasc ludced if I made so solemn a compact with one who docs not know what he sells. Yonder on tho altar and n a moment of death you said that }-ou loved me, and doubtless it was true. But now you have come back to life, and -ay, lord, who sot that golden ring upon your hand, and what is written in its cirle? Yet even if the words arc truo that you have spoken and you love mo a little, there is one across the sea whom you love I am with a party. It is a party who would like to climb peaks in the hot sun, while I want to get behind a large cool cataract and think. They call me indolent and hate 1110 because I am satisfied with one full size mountain and hesitato about scaling other peaks which may not need it. So they call me the universal mistruster and take the victuals with them, and I've had to scale four peaks that I did not want to rather than subsist on branch v ater, roots, herbs and berries in their season. I cast myself upon the cushions of my bed. vengeance which I had sworn to wreak on Do Garcia, that I myself must havo my heart torn from my breast and offered to a devil. of people, some of thorn engaged In combat with the Spaniards, but tho larger part collected there to witness my murder. I gazed at liini, wondering if I dreamed. Then my lips sp(jDko without my will, as is were: Now, we reached the top of the pyramid, •wo hdur.s before midday, for there were still many rites to Ik- carried out ere the moment of sacrifice. First I was led Into the sanctuary Tezcat, tho god whose name I lxirc. 1 tcre was his statue or Idol, fiishioncd in black marble and covered with golden In the hands of this idol wan a shield of burnished gold on which its jeweled eyes were fixed, muling there, as his priests fabled, all that passed ujmhi the earth he h:ul creatC d. Before him also was a plate of gold, which with mut tiered invocations the head priest cleansed as I watched, rubbing it with his long and matted locks. This done he held it to my lips that I might breathe on it, and I turned faint and sick, for I knew that It was being made ready to receive my heart, which I felt Ix-atlng in my breast. Thus weeping and praying I sank Into a half sleep and dreamed that I walked on the hillside near the church path that runs through the garden of the lodge at Ditch- Ingham. The whi. pers of the wind were in the trees which clothe the lumk of the Vineyard hills, the scent of tho sweet English flowers was in my nostrils, and the balmy air of June blew upon my brow. It was night in this dream of mine, and 1 thought that the moon shone sweetly on tho meadows and tho river, while frain every side came tho music of the nightingale. But 1 was not thinking of these delightful sights and sounds, though they were present in my mind, for my eyes ■faccuru ino cnurcn patn wnicn goes up the hill at tho back of the house, and my heart listened for a footstep that I longed to hear. lie staggered tyaek at the sound of my voice, like a man struck by a shot, then '"Do Garcia! CHAPTER XVIII. For some mlnuUs wc lay thussiilc h a side. mcnt while I thought of this marvel, n new light shone upon my heart, and it was changed toward her. I felt that no worn an could ever lie so dear to me as this kIo rious woman—110, not even my lDetrothcd. I felt—nay, who can say what I did feel? Hut 1 know this—that tlie tears rushed to my eyes and ran down my painted face, and I turned my head to look at her. She was lying as much upon her left side as her hands would allow; her long hair fell from the stone to the paving, where it lay in masses, and her face was toward me. So close was It Indeed that there was not :in Inch between our lips. At length the day dawned. Presently there was a sound of music, and, accompanied by certain artists, my pages entered, bearing with t hem apparel more gorgeous than any that 1 had worn hitherto. First, these pages having stripped me of my rolies, the artists painted all my 1»k1v in hideous designs of rod and white and blue till I resembled a Hag, not even sparing my face and lips, which they colored \\ ilh carmine hues. Over uiy heart also they drew a scarlet ring with much care and measurement. Then they did up my hair, that now hung upon my shoulders, after the fashion in which it was worn by generals among the Indians, tying it on the top of my head with an embroidered ribbon red in color, and placed a plume of cock's feathers above it. Next, having arrayed mj body in gorgeous vestments not unlike those used by popish priests at the celebration of the mass, they set golden Barrings in my ears, golden bracelets on my wrists and ankles, and round my neck a collar oi priceless emeralds, un my breast also they lnmg a great gem that gleamed like moonlit water, and beneath my chin a false beard made fron. pink sea shells. Tfcen, having twined me round with wreaths of flowers till I thought of the Maypole on Bungay common, they THE KISS OF LOVE m i # J§£ ifm "That I could boar, for my heart is fixed n you alone anions men, and at the least Cm would !«■ kind to me, and I should novo in the sunlight of your presence. But better. known the light, I cannot live to .vander in tin1 darkness. You do not un- Icrstand. I fear that if—if we were wed . 011 would weary of mo as men do, and hut memory would grow too strong for There is a great deal of wild land about here. It is still sowing its wild oats as I write these lines. A meeting was held in June to promote immigration into the south, there being so much unimproved land. Tho convention was held at Augusta, and the first half of tho session was devoted to the glad reunion of tho governors of North and South Carolina, who made addresses, as did most everybody else, and the day was devoted entirely to a general encomium business. It is too bad that this rhetorical embroidery and symposium of wind could not give place to actual business and these almost unbounded lands be opened up to settlement instead of running wild for ages while the owners pay taxes on them for generations and actually suffer for the necessities of life. On tiio morrow the light broke out again at dawn, when Cortes sallied forth with the greater part of his seeldiers and some thousand* of his Tlosculan allies. At first I thought that lie aimed his attack at Montezuma's palace, and u broath of hope went through me, sinew then it might become possible for me to escape In the confusion. But this was not so, his object being to sot fire to the houses, from the flat roofs of which numberless missiles were hailed hourly upon his followers. The charge was desperate, and it succeeded, for the Indians could not withstand the shock of horsemen any more than their naked skins could turn the Spaniards' gtcel. Presently sco--s of houses were in (lames, and thick co**nns of smoke roiled up like those that float from tho mouth of Popo. But many of those who rode and ran from the gates of Axa did not come back thither, for the Aztecs clung to tho legs of tho horses and dragged their riders away living. Du. Then by and by it might lDe possible for you to find your way back across the waters to your own land and your own ■ ivc, and so you would desert me, Teule. i'bisiswhutl could not bear, Teule. I an forego you now, aye, and remain your "ricnd. But I cannot lie put aside like a lancing girl, the companion of a month, [, Montezuma's daughter, a lady of my iwn land. Should you wed me, it must 'kD for "life, Teule, and that is perhaps more than you would wish to promise, though rou could kiss me on yonder stone, and licre is blood fellowship Ix-tween lis," and he glanced at the -red stain in the linen uiiethat covered thew6und uponhersidc. "Otoniio," I whispered, "listen to me. I love you, Otomle." Now I saw her breast heave beneath the bands and the color oome upon her brow. Then there came a sound of singing from beyond the hill, and the words of the song were sad, for they told of one who had sailed away and returned no more, and presently between the apple trees I saw a white figure on its crest. Slowly it same toward me, and 1 knew that it was she for whom I waited—Lily, my beloved. Now she ceased to sing, but drew on gently, and her face seemed very sad. Moreover, It was the face of a woman in middlo life, but still most beautiful, more beauti ful indeed than it had been in the bloom of youth. She had reached the foot of the hill and was turning toward the little gar lien gate, when I came forward from t lie ■haelow of the trees and stood before her Back she started with a cry of fear, thee grew silent und gazed Into my face. Now, what further ceremonies were to \)o carried out in this unholy place I do not know, for at that moment a great tumult arose in the square beneath, and 1 was hurried from the sanctuary by the priests. Then 1 perceived this: Galled to madness liv the storm of missiles rained upon tin m from its crest, the Sitanlards were attacking the teoealli. Already they were jxiuring across the courtyard in large companies, led by Cortes himself, and with them come many hundreds of their allies, the Tlascalans. Qn the other hand, some thousands of the Aztecs were rushing to tho foot of the first stairway to give the white men battle there. Five minutes passed, and the fight grew fierce. Again and again, covered by the fire of the arquebusiers, the Spaniards charged the Aztecs, but their horses slipping upon the stone pavement, at length they dismounted and continued the fray on foot. Slow ly and with great slaughter the Indians were pushed liack, ami the Spaniards gaincdafootingon thefirst stairway But hundreds of warriors still crowded the lofty winding road, and hundreds more held the top, and it was plain that if the Spaniards won through at all the task would be a hard one. Still a fierce hope smote me like a blow when I saw what was toward If the Spaniards took the temple, there would l»e no sacrifice. No sacrifice could lie offered till midday, so Otomie had told me, and that was not for hard upon two hours. It came to this, then—if the Spaniards were victorious within two hours, there was a chance for mc; if not, I must die. 7 • '•Then I am repaid," she answered, and our lips clung together in a kiss, the first, and, as we thought, the last. Yes, there wo kissed, on the stone of sacrifice, bcncath the knife of the priest and the shadow of death, and if there lias lDeen a stranger love scene in the world I have never heard its story. uursegirl, who was really more dignified uid beautiful than I was, and yet I did uot know any better than to ask the gardener to shake the rugs or the bntler to set a hen with duck eggs. WATCHING A RACK. lie xt/Hj'jcreil hitrk Cit the sound of tin stared at me, rubbed his eyes with bishand and stared again. Now at length he knew mo through my paint. voice "Oh, I am repaid," she said again. "I would gladly die a score of deaths to win this moment. Indeed I pray that I may die before you take back your words, for, Teule, I know well that there is one who is dearer to you than I am, but now your heart is softened by the faithfulness of un Indian girl, and you think that you love her. Lot me die, then, believing that the dream is true." "And now, Teule, I leave you awhile, that I may find Guatemoe, if he still lives, uid others who, now that the strength of the priests is shattend, have power to protect you and advance you to honor. Think then on all that I have said and do not be hasty to decide. Or would you make an mil at once and fly to the white men if I fan find a means of escape?" * "Once I asked the footman to oil the ixletrees of the baby carriage, and it rat me $10 to hush it up and $1 for a beefsteak to put on his eye. "Mother of God!" lie gasped, "it is tin knave Thomas Wlngfleld, and 1 have savei his life!" The railroads, I am sure, are more than generous and show more signs of meaning business than ahybody else perhaps, offering many inducements to actual settlers who wish to come either from other portions of the United States or from abroad, provided they can give the best of references. Titled people, especially from Italy, would be expected to bring good certificates of character from their last place. "I recommended a coachman of mine to a neighbor on Two Hundred and Eightieth street, but afterward I was bitterly reproached for it by my friend because the coachman wanted his employer to come out and play old sledge with him at the barn, as I had done on rainy days. That very day these captive* were sacrificed on the altar of Huitzel and in the sight of their comrades, and with them a horse was offered up, Which had lie •en taken alive, and was borne and dragged with infinite lalieir up the steep sides of the pyramid. Indeed never had the sacrifices lDecn wD many its during these days of combat. All day long the altars ran red, and all day long the cries of the victims rang in my cars as tho maddened priests went aUtut. their work, for thus tlutv so;u»*- to please trie goes wno snouia give mem victory over the Teules. rested from their labors, filled with admiration at their handiwork. By this timo my senses had come bae' to me, and knowing all my folly I turned, seeking escape. But De Garcia had no mind to suffer this. Lifting his sword, lie sprang at me with a lieastliki earn of rage and hate. Swiftly as thought 1 slipped round the stone of sacrifice, and after mi caiue the uplifted sword of my enemy. It would have overtaken me soon enough, for I was weak with fear and fasting, anil my limbs were crannied with bonds, but at that moment a eaV.-ilier, whom by his dress anil jDort I to Ik.- none other than Cortes himself, struck up I)D- Garoia's sword, saying: Now the music sounded again, and they gavo me two lutes, one of which I must hold in either hand, and conducted me to the great hall of the palace. Here a number of people of rank were gathered, all dressed in festal attire, and here ulso on dais to which I was led stixxl my four wives clad in the rich dresses of the four goddesses Xochl, Xilo, Atla and Clixto, after wlioni they were named for the days of their wifehood, Atla being the Princess O ton lie. When I hail taken my place ujeon the dais, my wives came forward one by one, and kissing me on the brow offered me sweet meats and meal cakes in golden plutters and cocoa and mescal in golden cups. Of the mescal I drank, for it is a spirit, and I needed inward comfort, but the other dainties 1 coulel not teiuch. "So changed," she murmured. "Can It be the same!' Thomas, is it you come Iwiek to me freun the deael, or is this but a risiein?" and sleiwly anel douhtingiy the dream wraith stretched eDut her arms an theiugh te» ejosp me. "Talk not so, "I answered heavily, for even at that moment the memory of Lily came into my mind. "You give your life for me, and I love you for it " •'I am too weary to lly anywhere," I answered, ' even if I could. Moreover, I for- Lret . My enemy is among tho Spaniards, he whom I have sworn to kill; therefore his friends are my foes, and his foes my friends. I will not fly, Otomie." ''My life is nothing, and your love is much," she answered, smiling. "Ah, Teule, what magic have you that you can bring me, Montezuma's daughter, to the altar of tho gods, and of my own free will? Well, I desire no softer lied, and for the why and wherefore it will soon lie known by both of us, and with it many other things." We are having rather a dry spell now, and my garden looks like a prosperous baseball ground. I took my gardener a week ago, and we both knocked off work to go to the races. I give a rough drawing showing the effect of watching a race twice around the track as viewed from the center of the course. A fat lady was standing on one of my feet, so that I could not move very well, but wished to see the finish of the race "I was always spoiling my servants. I spoiled a good gardener by overindulgence and a good coachman by crushing his nose with a carriage wrench in a burst of my fiendish and ungovernable temper. The'n I awoke. I awoke, and, lo, be'feire me stooel a fair woman clothed in white, an whom the iiUMinlight shone as in my dream, anei her arms were stretched toxoid me leivingly. "There you are wise," she said, "for if j-ou come among the Teules that man will murder you. By fair means or foul he will minder you within a day; I saw it in his yes. Now rest while 1 seek your safety, if there is any safety in this blood stained land." Even at night the sacrifices continued by the light'of the sacred fires that from be-low gave those1 who wrought them the ap|*:arance of de*vils flitting through tho flames of hell and inflicting its teirmcnts on the damnen], much as they are depicted In the "Doom" iminting of the resurrection eDf the deael that is over the chancel arch in this church of Ditcliinghani. And hour by hour through the darkness a voice caileei out threats and warnings to the Spaniards, saying: "Huitze'i is hungry for four blood, ye Teule's. Ye shall surely follow whe re' ye leave sex'n your fellows go. The cages are ready, ilie knives are sharp and the irons are hot for the torture. Prepare ye, Teuics, for though ye slay many ye cannot etsea»|M'." "It is I, beloved, anel no vision," 1 wied, springing from my bed and clasp ing her to my breast to kiss her. Hut lie feire my lips touched licrs I saw my error, for she whom I embraced was not Lily Bejzarel, my betrothed, but Otomie, who was called my wife. The n I knew that this was the sadde-st anel most bitter of Ireams that hud bet-n sent teD mock me, for all the truth rushed into my ndud. Loeesing my hold of Otomie. I fe'll b;ick upon the bed and groaned aloud, and as I fell I saw t he flash err shame upem her brow *nd breast, feir this woman leived me, »ud thus my act and words were* an in»ult to her, who coulei guess well what prompted them. Still she spoke' gently. "How now, Stireeda with tlie lust of Mood tiC to sacrificing vlcti|ms lik Let the poor devili go." Are you mad "Finally a delicate legal point arostf ts to whether the nursegirl or the waitress should have the first whack at the tenderloin before it was put on our table. Seeing that the question could never be settled without a war with Ireland and hating to imbrue my hands in the blood of a nation upon whom I had never called, I sold my metropolitan home, or swapped it, rather, for a big flat on the west side and removed to the vine clad hills and citron groves of Hooper's Creek township, N. C., where I erected a beautiful shatto on the French Broad river. t you would talan Indian pries [to mc continued.] CHAPTER XIX. THE TRIUMPH OF THE CROSS. "Otomie," I said presently, "when will they kill us?" "He is no Indian. II.' is spy," cried Do Garcia and struggled to get ;ijt me. un En Well Named. The-se ce-remeinie'S lie'ing finished, there was silence feir awhile, till presently a band ejf filthy priests entered at the fai end of the chamber, clad in their scarlet sae-rificial robes. Blend was on the'iu everywhere1; their long locks were matted with it; their hands were red with it; even the'ir fieDrce eyes sccme-d full eif it. They advanced Up the chainlier till they stoed before* the dais. Then suelelenly the head prh'st lifted up his hands, crying aloud: once more A certain maiden lady, Miss Cocker by name, and her niece, who bore the same cognomen, went one evening to a reception at the house of a friend. Decidedly our friend is mad Mm Below I give the result of a normal examination in Louisiana copied verbatim from the original paper. It seems almost too good to bo true: very much. Now, when I was led out of tho sanctuary of Tezcat I wondered because tho Princess Otomie, or rather tho Goddess Atlu, as she was then called, was standing among the chief priests and disputing with them, for I had seen her bow her head at the door of the holy place and thought that it was in token of farewell, seeing tiiut she was tho last of tho four women to leave me. Of what she disputed I could not hear because of the din of buttle, but the argument was keen, and it seemed to me that the priests were some, what dismayed at her words and yet had a fierce joy in them. _ It uppeared also thut she won her cause, for presently they bowed 'n olieisance to her, and turning slowly she swept to my side with a peculiar majesty of gait that even then I noted. Glancing up at her face also, I saw that it was alight as though with a great and holy purpose, and, moreover, that she looked like some happy bride passing to her husband's arms. "When the point of light lies within the ring that is painted over your heart," she answered. Cortes, scanning Inc. 'lie says that this wretched creatury is an Englishman. Come, lie off. both of you, or somebody els What name, please?" inquired the Now I turned my head from her and looked at the sunbeam which pierced the shadow above us like a golden pencil. It rested at my side about six inches from me, and I reckoned that It would lie in the scarlet ring painted upon my breast within some 15 minutes. Meanwhile the clamor of battle grew louder und nearer. Shifting myself so far as the cords would allow, I strained my head upward and saw that the Spaniards had gained the crest of tho pyrumid, slnoe the battle now raged upon its edge, and I have rarely seen so terrible u fight, for the Aztecs fought with the fury of despair, thinking little of their own lives if they could only bring u Spaniard to his death. But for tho most part their rude weapons would not pierce the coats of mail, so that there remained only one way to compass their desire—namely, by casting the white men over the edge of the teoealli to Ik- crushed like eggshells upon the pavement 2(H) foot below. Thus the fray broke itself up into groups of foes, who rent and tore at each other u|HDn the brink of the pyramid, now and again to vanish*down its side, 10 or 12 of them together. Some of the priests also joined in the light, thinking less of their own deaths than of the desecration of their temples, for I saw one of them, a man of huge strength anil stature, seize a Spanish soldier round the middle and leap with him into space. Still, though very slowly; the Spaniards and Tlascalans forced their way toward the center of the platform, and as they came the danger of tins areata ui t nu grew icas, ioi nil' ,ui«a must drug them farther. may make the shine mistake," arid hi waved his sword in token to us t D go deeming that I eonlil not understand l.i words, then added angrily us De Garcia speechless with r;ijge, made a new uUt mp footman. "Miss Cocker," answered the elder STATE NOKM.VL SCHOOL OF LOUISIANA. ladv 1. A. ID. means in the year of our Lord. 2. B. C. means lime before Christ. Alexander the Great was one of England's greatest philosophers aliout the year 1200. "Miss Cocker, too," joined in the niece hurriedly. ■'Pardon me, Teule; I came but to watch ui'l not to wwken you. I came also that T may **D you aleCiuD before the daybreak, loping tluit 1 might lie eDf service eir at the' lew it e»f comfort to you, feir the end Iraws •ear. Say then, in yeeur blee p did "Adore the immortal god. ye pe-eiple," anel all those gathered there prostrated themselves, shouting: •'No, by heaven! I will not suffer it Wo are Christians and came to save vie tiins, not to slav them. Here, comrades to get at mc Whereupon the man of plush and buttons opened tho drawing room door, and with all the dignity of his profession ushered them into the midst of the company with the convulsing announco- 4. I'eririeswasalsoaphilosopherof England. "We brought with us from Brooklyn a suit of Swedish servants, who did well till they found that there was a race prejudice against them on the part }f the colored people, who objected to the Scandinavian bouquet, and so they were lonely, and the coachman also murmured because ho had to carry water two miles in a tobacco pail to bathe the carriage in. Thus the struggle went on day after day till thousands of tho Aztecs were dead •nel the Spaniards we're well nigh wemi out with hunger, war and wounds, for they cent Id ne»t rost a single hour. At length one meirning when the assault was at its liottest Montezuma himself appe'aml upon the central tower eif the; palace clad in splenelid robe* anel wearing the diadem. Before him stood heralds bearing geilden wands, anel nbout him were the* nobles who attende e: him in his raiptivity and a guard of Siwinuuds. He stretched out his hand, and suddenly tin; fighting was staid *nu a silence rvu upon tne piace; even tne Wemndtdevosext freDm the-ir groaning. Tlien he addre-ssed the multitude. What he saiel X was too far eiff to hear, tliough I le-arned Its purport afterward. He prayed his people to cease from war, for the Spanlarels 5. Julias Cirsar was a native of Gaul. Was the founder of the Latin language. Was the Gaul*' great commander. 4,We adore tlm god!" Thrice the priest cried aloud, find thrice they answered liim thus, prostrating themselves at every ;uiswer. Then they rose again, and tlio priest addressed me, saying:hold this fool who would stain his soul with murder." 6. Wiliiam Tell is the author of a piece Id the Fourth Reader where the one boy was shooting l ho apple off the other's bead. Now the Spaniards clutched IVD Garcia by the arms, and he cursed and raved at them, for, ns I luave said, his rage wathat of a Ix'iist hither than of a man. But I stood bewildered, not knowing whither to fly. Fortunate it was for me inuceii tnat one wlas ny who, ii.oiign sue understood no Spanish, yet had a quicker wit, for while 1 stood thus Otomie clasped my hand ajnd whisiierilig, 'Fly, fly swiftly!" led me away from the stone of sacrifice. you mistake me for some other wemian dearer and fairor than I am, that you would have embraced me?" "Miss Cocker and Miss Cockatoo!"-— men! 7. Charlemagne was a native of France. Was archbishop of Normandy and adviser of Edward 11. Tit-Bita "larnttmca tnat you were my oetrotnea, whom I love, and who is far across tho sea," I answe'rexl heavily. "But enough of love and such matte rs. What have I to do with the'in who go deiwn intei darkness?" "Forgive us, O Tezcat, that we cannot honor you as it is meet, for our sovereign should have lx-en here to worship you with us But you know, O Tezcat, how sore is the strait of your servants, who must wage war in their own city against those who blaspheme you and your brother gods. You know that our lDelovcd em jieror lies wounded, a prisoner in their unholy hands. When we have gratified your longing to pass )x-yoiid the skies, () Tezcat, and when in your earthly (tenon you have taught us the lesson that human prosperity is but a shiulow which (lees away, in memory of our love for you intercede for us. wo lieseeeh you, that we may sinito thcSMvicknl ones and honor you and them fCy the rite of their own sacrifice. C) Tezcat, you have dwelt with us but a little while, and now you will not suffer that we hold you longer from your glory, for your eyes have longed to see this happy day, and it is come at last. We have loved you, Tezcat, and minister ed to you. Grant in return that wo may aw you in your splendor, we who are your little children, and till we come watch well over our earthly welfare and that of the people among whom you have designed to sojourn." I'riu tice anil l'ri'arliing. 8. Tho pyramids of Egypt are among the wonders of the world. The roaring of the water as it shoots over the precipices of several hundred feet can be heard for many miles. m. 4Slt "Still we tried to do right We hire" board for those of our suit who couluot get into the house and had separtables for the white and colored for wo then began to go into sort of ha' mourning and combined the two. W c also put our washing out. We do so yet. My plain washing is done in Buncombe county and my collars and cuffs in Troy, N. Y., while I wait 9. Tho battle of Waterloo was fought between Cornwallis and Burgoyne, in which Cornwallis' army was victorious, making a (treat number of the opposing army swim the Mississippi river. ''In truth, I cannot tell, Teule. Still I have heard wise men say that If love Is to be found anywhere It is In this same darkness of death, that, is light indeed. Grieve not, for if there is truth in the faith of which you have told me or in our own, either on this earth or beyond it, with the ryes of the spirit you will sCv yourdear before another sun is set, anil I pray that you may And her faithful to you. Tell me now, how much does she love you? Would she have lain by your side on the lied of oacrlflco as, had things gone otherwise be tween us, Teule, it was my hope to do?" "Why aro you not none, Otomlef" I ■aid. 'Now it is too late*. 'i?!e Spaniards surround the teoealli, and you will be killed "Whither shall we go?" I said at length. "Were it not lienor to trust to tlie merey of the Spaniards?') 10. The battle of Gettysburg was fought between Generals Grant and Mead. During this battle General Jackson came to tho assistance of General Mead, and t lie Federals were driven back with great hiss. "I await the end, whatever It may Ik-," she answered briefly, and we si*ike no more for awhile, but Watched the progress of the fray, which was flcrce Indeed, tirixnlv the Aztec warriors funi/lit before the symlxjls ol tlicir gods and in tho sight of tho vast concourse of [iconic who crowded the square beneath and stared at tha struggle in silence. They hurled themselves upon the Spanish swords, they grip[M'd the Spaniards with their hands, and screaming with rage dragged them to the steep sides of the roadway, proposing to cast them over. Sometimes they succeeded, and a ball of men clinging together would roil down the sIojm; and 1st dashed to pieces on t lie stone flooring of the courtyard, a Spaniard lieingin the center of the ludl. l!ut do what they wjiuld, like some vast and writhing snake,.fkll the long array of Teules, C Iad in their glittering mail, plowed its way upward through the storm of sjM-nrs and arrows. .Minute by minute and step tDy step they crept on, fighting as men tight who know the fate that awaits the desecrators of the gods of Anahuoc, lighting for life and honor and safety from the stone of sacrifice. or taken prisoner." were hi* ffiends and guests and would "To tlie merey jif that man devil with theswordl"' she answered. '' 1 Vace, Teule, and follow me." presently leave the .city of Tenoctitlan. when these cowardly words had passed his 4 lips, a fury took his subjects, who for long fears had worshiped him as a god. and a ihriek rent the air that seemed to say twd words only: 11. The battle of Saratoga was one of the greatest battles of (he war. It was fought between Generals Gaits and Burgoyne. In which G:\Vb' army was smve-sful. Ttiere wele about 750 men on the battlefield. Now she led melon, and the Spaniards let us by unharmed—aye, and even sjtoko wonls of pitv as We passed, for they knew that we were victiuts snatched from sacrifice. Indeed, wht'ii a certain brute, a Tlascalan Indian, rushed at us, purposing to slav us with n itub. one of the SuaD* (ards ran him through tho shoulder, bo that he fell wounded to the pivemcnt. "We arranged in building our county place to have the servants who were white live in the house, but just then they decided to go back to Brooklyn, as there was no Lutheran church here, and the Swede does not seem to take hold of the throne of grace in tho same manner that the negro does. X . * ■s IS. One of Longfellow's works is "Evangeline."'"Woman! Traitor!" Then I saw an arrow rush upward and itrlke the emperor, and after the arrow a ihowci of stones, so that be fell down upon the tower roof. "No," I answered; ''it is not the custom of our women to kill themselves because their husbands chance to die." 13. One work of Waller Scott's is"Ivanhoe.'" 14. One work Cif Ilk-kens' is "Enoch Arden." 15. One of Shakespeare's Works is "As Yog Like It." "Perhaps they think it better to live and wed again," answered Otomic very quietly, but I saw her eyes flash and hcjub roust heave in the moonlight as she spoke. Hi. Oneof Milton's works is "Paradise IxDst." 17. Thackeray wrote "Vanity Fair" about the year 1720. "They also affect a different air of sanctity, which you will notice if the church windows aro kept closed. Now a voice cried: "We have slain oui king! Montezuma is dead!" And instantwith a dreadful wailing, the multitude ned this way and that, so that presently no living man could be seen where there had been thousands. Mo we went on, jtnd at the edge of the pyramid we glanced liaek and saw that l)e tiarcia l ad broken from tinDse who Chollv (contemptuously) — Money! Hali! This continuous scramble after money that yon see every day is posi Now, tho light, drew near to the stone of sacrifice, and all who remained alive of the Aztecs, perhaps some 1250 of them, besides the priests, ranged themselves round us and it in a circle; also the outer rim of the sunlieam that fell through the gold en funnel, creeping on remorselessly, touched my painted side, which it seemed to burn as hot Iron might, for, alas, I could not command the sun to stand still while tho battle raged, as did Joshua in the valley of Ajalon. When it touched me, five priests seized my limbs and head, and the father of them, he who had conducted me from the palace, clasped his flint knife in both hands. Now a deathly sickness took me, and I shut my eyes, dreaming that all was done, but at that moment I heard a wild eyed man, Whom I had noted standing by, call out to the minister of death: If*. Chaucer wrote the "C&nterbnry Tales" about the year 1G00. "Enough of this foolish talk," I said. "Listen, Otomic. If you had cared for me truly, surely you would have sAved me from this dreadful doom or prevailed upon Guatemoc to save me. You are Montezuma's daughter. Could you not have brought it aliout during all these months that he Issued his royal mandate, commanding that I should be spared?" held him, or perliahw he found his tongue and explained the truth to them. At the least he was bounding from the altar of sacrifice, nearly fill! yards away, and com- 1!'. "Thanatop'-K about the year 181*). " by Roliert Browning, "So our blond help went back to Brooklyn, although I had learned to speak Swedish and was just on the eve of turning over to tho butler a handsome dress suit which the reader may havo seen me lecture in last season. Freddy- ■c with yon, oM chap. I think \vCD to liavo ;i higher, nobler aim in life tliau tlics mere nccuniulatins of wealth, and I tivi'lv C 411 ui£. —1 ui*rC 20. "Last Bays of Pompeii," by Oliver Goldsmith, in 17'D0. I turned to comfort Otomle, who was watching by my side and had seen her royal father fall, and led her weeping into the paluce. Hero we met Guatemoc, the prince, and his mien was fierce and wild. He was fully armed and carried a bow In his hand. Having spoken some such words as these, that at timescould scarcely lxDheard because of the sobbing of the people and of my wives who wept loudly, except Otomle alone, this villainous priest made a sign, and once more the music sounded. Then he and his band placed themselves alxiut me, my wives, the goddesses, going before and after, and led me down the hall and on to the cratcwavs of the oulace. which were thrown wide for us to paDs. Looking round me with a stony wonder, for in this my Inst hour nothing seemed to escape my notice, 1 saw that a strange play was Ix-ing played alDout us. Some hundreds of paces away the attack on the palace of Ax a, where the Spaniards were Intrenched, raged with fury. Handsof warriors wen- attempting to scale the walls and being driven back by the deadly lire of the Spaniards and the pikes and clubs of the Tlascalan allies, while from the roofs of such of the nciehlxirlnir houses as Ing toward tiD with upliswortL Then fear giivo us strength, an«l wo fled like the wind Along thejsUsep path we rushed, tide by side, leaping down the steps and over the hundred-,1 Df dead and dying, 011I pausing now and again to save ourselvi from lieinjr sniilt n into spju-o by t! iMKlies of the prh -ts w! Mre hurling from the ■ Once, looking up, I caught 21. "Cliilde Harold," by Alfred Tennyson, in 1S20. In answer to Miss Contingene Williams of East St. Louis, who inquires about the aspect of tho servant question, I may be allowed hero perhaps to quote from myself: "There are many marked differences in east, west, north and south. These lines aro written in North Carolina, where tho servant wants a separate cabin and then becomes your ward and helps you if well and expects you to take care of hint if he is ill. You must keep a drug store, among other things, and get up in tho night to administer brandy to the colored laundress or paregoric to her little ones. Jll .'J jpifc jpr "We also put our washing out with an Asheville Chinaman. "Now wo have had to build cabins for our colored help, and as I put on my last scroll saw, hollow ground collar this morning I learned that my Swedish coachman had gone back to Brooklyn with the Chineso check for my July laundry in his pocket" "Do you, then take me for so poor a friend, Teule?" she answered hotly. "Know that for all these months, by day and by night, I have worked and striven to find a means to rescue you. Before he became a prisoner I importuned my father, the emperor, till he ordered me from his presence. I havo sought to brilte the priests. I have plotted ways of escape— aye, and Guatemoc has helped, for he loves you. Had It not been for the coming of these accursed Teules and the war that they levied in the city I had surely saved you, for a woman's thought leaps far and can find a path where none seems possible. But this war has changed everything, and. moreover, the star readers and di- "Is Montezuma dead?" I asked. "I neither know nor care," he answer ed, with a savage laugh, then added: in tlx* Sprini.'tnls -t of t hi' ti'iiculli. Jit of lie Thus an hour went by, and lliCD Span iiinls Wert1 half way lip the pyramid. Loudcrund louder grew the fearful sounds of buttle, tin; Spaniards cheered and called oil their patron saints' to aid them, tho Aztecs yelled like Wild 1 leasts, the priests screamed invocations to their gods and cries of encouragement to their warriors, while alxive all rose the rattle of tho arquebuses, the roar of the cannon and the fearful note of the great drum of snake's skin, on which a half naked priest beat madly. Only the multitudes below never moved nor shouted. They stood silent, eazinir uoward. and I could see tho •'Now curse me, Otomle, my cousin, for it was my arrow that smote him down, this king who has become a woman and a traitor, false to his manhood and his country."Garcia pursuit lur al us, 1 nit after that we saw liiin nlD more. Doubtless he wearied of the eh«HD or feared to fall into the hands of such Cj»f the Aztec: warriors as still clustered round the foot of tin; pyra- I often wish that I could "go back to Griggsby's Station, back where we was so happy and so pore." '"Not yet, O priest of Tezcat! If you smite liefore the sunbeam lies upon tho victim's heart, your gods are doomed, and doomed an; tho people of Anahuac." "I cannot curse you, Guatemoc, for the gods have smitten my father with a madness as you smote him with your arrow, and it is best that he should die, both for his own sake and for that of his people. Still, Guatemoc, I am sure of this—that your crime will not go unpunished, and that lo navment for this sacrllwe you After that. I rehiomlier nothing till I found myself once more ill mv apartments In .Montezuma's jialace, which I never hoped to see agaii], Otomie was by me, and she brought ine water to wash the paint off from my bC dy and the blood from piv wound, which, leaving her own uti- mid Tho priest gnashed his teeth with rage and glared ilrst at the creeping point of light and then over his shoulder at the advancing battle. Slowly tho ring of warriors closed in upon us, slowly the golden "The white servant looks out for himself, and when worst comes to worst goes to tho hospital, but the colored servant is vour child till ho is 80 vears old. aud Both—Hold on there! I saw that first!—Brooklyn Life. Go by the book on Beeoham'a Pilta, |
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