Pittston Gazette

              STABLISHKJ) 1850. » VOL. XLV. NO. lO I Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. IMTTSTON, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY, OCTOBER 5, 1894. A Weekly Local and Family Journal. are more ways ot hurting a mull man through his own flesh—for instance, when I wished to be revenged upon your father, I struck him through her whom he loved. Now I have touched you, and you wonder what 1 moail Well, 1 will tell you. l'cr haps you may know an Aztec lady of myal blood who is named Otomie!"' Nay, I v ill my low; it. is CnC must owl t Now low mul lift! In r, and ii is vvi !1 for me, shall I thrust 1 ha world who \\ til do otherwise in the days to come." somewnac in tnc snauow. iDexc instant, i was hobbling on, but looking liaek I saw the Tlascalan staring After us with a nuzkitii air, like time 01 a mail wuo id not sure of the witness of his senses. were gathered to watch lis pass. hor the most part they stood silent, but now and again soniewoinan whose iiusbaiid or son had perished in the siege would hiss a curse at lis. bill was TOO BKASH and started tor the offender. Hia tamer, however, caught him. p", (cormiCsMTli«sa.»YTWEavthor.. D Farewell, Marina," I "aid, and she 'Dut for v'ou 1 neve was gonC no Mot l'p With a Rrdlicaded Man and Wouldn't Turn Out, " 'Bill,' he said as cool as a cucumber, 'what air yon goin to do?' "Yes, (Itoiuie, Kince there i.-i no hope but leatb. 1 cannot break my faith with jbiatemoe, nor can I live to see you shamed »way the. stool We heard the doors close behind her and the distant voices of those who !Dore her litter; I licit all was silence. Otonile listened at. the window for awhile, but the guards seemed to be gone, where or why I do not know to this hour, and the only sound was that of distant revelry from the "Ho knows me," 1 said toOtomie, "and presently, when lie has found his wits, ho will follow us." Alas, how different was our state this day to what it had been when not a year Im-fore we entered the City of Pines for the first time! Then we were escorted by an army 10,000 strong; then musicians had sung liefore us, and our path was strewn with flowers. And now! Now we came two fugitives from the vengeance of the Teules—I borne in a litter by four tired soldiers, while Otomie, the princess of this people, still clad in licr wanton's robe, at which the women mocked, for she had been able to coiue by no other, tramped at nty side, since there was none to carry her, and the inhabitants of the place cursed us as the authors of their woes. Nor did we know if they would stop at words. On top C if u load of hay which came into the western haymarket the other day was a man of 60 and a young man of abont 215—father and son. The vehicle had 110 sooner come to a halt than both scrambled down, and it was then seen that the young man's nose was about twice its normal size, and his eyes were blackened and puffed until I10 could scarcely see daylight. There was blood 011 his face and shirt front, and of course there was a natural curiosity among the men louuging around to know what had happened. " 'He called me a liar!' shouted Bill, waving the knife aloft "Otomie, what of her?" I cried, speak tng for the first, time, since fear for her stirred me more than all the torments I hud borne. "On, onl" answered Otonile. "Round yonder corner are aloe bushes where we may hide." " 'Well,' exclaimed the old r"*y la an angry tone, 'ain't yon got no manners at all? Put down Iniifc and take a fork.' mil tortured me first, and for the last "I am spent. I can do no more," and again 1 began to fall. "A triumph indeed! I have found a way to make you speak at last. Why, then, tomorrow you will Ik- full of words. Only this, Cousin Wingfleld. Otomie, Montezuma's daughter, a very lovely woman, by the way, is your wife according to the Indian customs. Well, I know all the story, and—she is in my power. I will prove it to you, for she will lie brought here presently, iuhI then you can console each other. For listen, dog; tomorrrow she will sit where you are sitting, and before your eyes she shall lxj dealt with as you have Ix-cn dealt with. Ah, then you will talk fast We kissed again, and then, as she was in the very act of pushing the stool from lieneath us, the door opened and shut, and a relied woman stood liefore us, bearing a torch in one hand and a bundle in the othDr. She looked, and seeing us and our lreadful purpose ran to us. 'And now to the work," I said to Oto- camp. 'Could an easterner do better than that?'' concluded the drummer, ««l tlx eastern man ooficeded the prrint Dt troit Free Preaa. line Then Otomie caught mo as I fell, and of a sudden she put out her strength, and lifting mo from the ground as a mother lifts her child staggered forward, holding me to her breast. For 50 paces or more she carried me thus, love and despair giving her strength, till at last we reached the edge of the aloe plants, and there we sank together to the earth. 1 cast my eyes back over the path which we had traveled. Round the corner came tho Tlascalan, a spiked club In his hand, seeking us to solve his doubts. "As you wish, husband, but I fear it will lie profitless. I do not trust that woman. Faithless in ail, out doubt she betrays us. Still at the », rst you have the sword and can use it." A Spirit of "What do you.?" she cried, and I knew 'he Voice for that of Marina. "Are you then mail, Teule?" "It matters little," I ant ered. "Our plight cannot lDo"worse than it is now. Life has no greater evils than torment and death, and they are with us already." Tbe baggage smasher had dropped the trunk from the car and knocked 000 end of it out cny.iqtuDof Tacuba. They were Ixiund in the chairs, the burning braziers were placed at their feet, lichind them stood a clerk with paper and inkhoru, and around them Indians were busy at some dreadful task, directed to it by two Spanish soldiers. Near the third chair stood another Span iard, who as yet took no part in the play. It was Do Garcia. As 1 looked an Indian lifted one of the braziers, and seizing the naked foot of the Tacuban prince thrust It down upon the glowing coals. For awhile there was silent*-; tin n the'Pacnban broke into groans. Ouatemoc turned his head toward liim and spoke, and as he P]KDke I saw that his foot also was resting in the flames of a brazier. "Why do you complain, friend," he said iu a. steady voice, ' when I keep silence? Am I then taking my pleasure in abed? Follow me now as always, friend, and be silent beneath your sufferings." "Who is this who knows you so well, husband, nnCF\TV! not even suffer that we lie in peace' " ;DPUod Otomie. "No, William didn't run agin n bridge or have a tree fall on him," said the father as he wet his handkerchief at the drinking trough and wiped away the blood. "The fact is that he met with a disappointment on the road as we was com in in. " [continued.] Then I sat upon the stool, and my arms Ix'ing left sound and strong 1 hacked with the sharp swortl at the wooden liars of the window, severing them one by ono till there was a space big enough for us to creep through. This being done and no one having appeared to disturb us, Otomie clad me in the clothes of a Spanish soldier which Marina had brought, for I could hot dress myself. What I suffered in the donning of those garments and more especially in pulling of the long boot on to my burned foot can never bo told, but more than onue 1 stopped, pondering whether it would not bu better to die rather than to endure such agoihes. At last it. was done, and Otomie must put on the red and yellow rolie, a garb of shame such as manv an honest Indian woman would die sooner than be seen in, and I think that as she did this her agony was greater thau mine, though of another sort, for to her proud heart that dress was a very shirt of Nessus. Presently she was clad and minced liefore me with a savage mockery, At length we crossed the square beneath the shadow of the teocalli and reached the ancient and sculptured palace as the light failed and the smoke on Xaca, the holy hill, began to glow with the fire in its heart. Here small preparation had been made to receive us, and that night we supped by the light of a torch upon tortillas, or meal cakes, and water, like the humblest in the land. Then we crept to our rest, and as I lay awake because CDi the pain of my hurts I heard Otomie, who thought that 1 slept, break into low sobbing at my side. Her proud spirit was humbled at last, and she, whom I had never known to weep except once, when our  died in the siege, wep; bitterly. "What in thunder did you let that trunk drop that way for?" exclaimed the irate owner as he rushed to the reacue of his property. Now a great falntness seized me, for 1 knew that I was condemned to bo tortured, and that De Garcia was to lDe the torturer. What mercy had I to expect from this cruel heart when I, his deadliest foe, lay In his power to wreak his venge ance on? But still my will and my honor prevailed against my terrors, and 1 an- "I am Marina," ansvveri-d the veiled ■voiuaii, "and I come to save you if 1 call." "It is finished," I gasped. "Tho man comes." enough, but perhaps It will be t-CkD late." And now for the first time I broke down and prayed for mercy even of my foe. CHAPTER XXVII Till: KM'.U'E "I beg your pardon," responded the baggage smasher innocently. "I ooold have dropped it on the other end Just as well if I had known yon wanted it that way."—Detroit Free Preaa. For answer Otomie drew my sword from its scabbard and hid it in the grass. 4*Now feign sleep," sho said. ''It is our last chance." "What sort of a disappointment?" queried a policeman who intended to rocon-niend raw beef and perfect quiet "Spare her," I groaned *T)o what you will with me, but spare her! Surely you must have a heart, even you, for you art* human. You can never do this thing, and Cortes would not suffer it." Now Otomie put the ro|ic off her neck, mil descending from the stool stood be- fore Marina swered: "You are Marina," she said coldly and proudly, "and you come to save us, you who have brought- ruin on the land that bore you and li.-.ve given thousands of her children to ilealh and shame and torment? Now, if 1 luul my way, I would have none 'if your salvation—liay, 1 Would ratiicr save lnvsclf a.-C 1 was about to do." I cast my arm over my face and pretended to bo asleep. Presently I heard the sound of a man passing through the bushes, and the Tlascalan stood over me. Ol t 'llif .. "I have told you, general, that I know nothing of this treasure Do your worst, and may God forgive you for your cruelt v." ''As for Cortes," he answered, ''lie will knew nothing of it—till it is done. I have my Warrant that charges mo to use every means in my power to force the truth from you. Torture has failed; this alone is left. And for the rest yon must read me ill. You know what it is to hate, for you hate me. Alulttolv vour hate by 111, and vou may find the sum of mine ior you, iuu came to take vengeance on me, and Boon or luter by you or through you it will bo glutted, but till then I triumph—aye, even when I must sink to this butcher's work to do it," and suddenly he turned and left the place. "Waal, you sco, William was drivin when we' ' me. We had come along about three miles when we meets a redheaded man leadin a calf. A feller with An Obliging Stranger. ''What would you?" aftked Otomie. "Can you not see that ho Bleeps? Let him Sleep." "Daro not speak that holy name, apos tate and worshiper of Idols, eater of hu man flesh. Let Sarceda be summoned." c "r turn out and give the road to a load of hay, but this one wouldn't He jist turned out half way and stood still and yelled that he'd be durned if he move an inch. Then I says to Bill, says I, 'Bill, he's a peppery cuss, and you'd better turn out* " A messengor went out, and for rfwhile there was silence. I caught Marina's glance and saw pity In her gentle eyes. Hut sho could not help me hertk for Cortes was mad because no gold had Been found, and the clamor of the soldiers for reward had worn him out and brought him to this shameful remedy, he who was not cruel by nature. Still she 6trove to plead for me with him, whispering earnestly in his ear. For awhile Cortes listened; then he pushed her from him roughly. "I must look on his face first, wofnan," he answered, dragging aside my arm. "By the gods, I thought so! This is that Teulo whom we dealt with yesterday and who escapes." "Why do you sorrow thus, Otomie?" I asked at length. Thus Otomie spoke, and never had sho looked morn inDy:il than in this meiment when slio risktd iier last ohance of lifo ;hat she might pour out her scorn upon one whom sho deemed a traitress—no, one who was a I raltiv.-s, for had it not been tor Marina's wit and aid Cortes would never have conquered Anahuae. I trem- Uleel as I heard her angry words, for, all 1 mfTeml notwithstanding, life still seeiimd sweet to me, who, in seconds ago, had stood upon the verge of death. "I did not know that you were awake, husband," she sobbed in answer, "or I would have checked my grief. Husband, I sorrow over all that has befallen us anil our people; also, though these are but little things, lieeause you are brought low and treated as a man of no estate, and of tho cold comfort that we find here." Tl»c" clerk wrote down nis worcts, ror i heard the quill scratching on tho paper, and as he wrote Gu&temoc turned his head and saw me. His face was pray with pain. Still ho spoke as a hundred times 1 had heard him speak ut council—slowly and clearly. ''Alas, are you also here, my friend Teule?" he said. "I hoped that they had spared you. See how these Spaniards keep faith. Malinche swore to treat me with all honor. Behold how he honors me, with hot coiils for my feet and pinchers for my flesh. They think that wo have buried treasure, Teule, and would wring Its secret from us. You know that it is a lie. If we had treasure, would we not give it gladly to our conquerors, the god born sons of Quetzal? You know that there is nothing left except the ruins of our cities and the bones of our dead." "You are mad," she said, laughing. "He has escaped from nowhero, savo from a brawl and a drinking bout." "Yes, you ought to have turned out for a redheaded mau," said the officer. "You lie, woman, or if you do not lie you know nothing. This man has the secret of Montezuma's treasure and is worth a king's ransom." And he lifted his club. "And yet you wish to sbu' him! Well, 1 know nothing of him. Take him back whence he came. He Is but a drunken sot, and I shall be well rid of him." "I says tbat to Bill, bat Bill he says to mo, says ho: 'I'll be hangecfin do! If he dou't turn out, I'll git down and make him wish he'd never bin born into this sinful world." Then he hollers at the man and warns him of what is to come, but the redhead doa't skeerwuth a cent. He ties the calf to a bush and spits on his hands and screams for both of us to come down to once." Then weakness and suffering overcamo me, and I swooned away. When I awoke, It was to Ami that my bonds had been loosed, and that I lay on some sort of bed, whilo a woman bent over me, tending mo with murmured words of pity and love. The night had fallen, but there was light In the chamber, and by It I SftW that tho woman was none other than Otomio, 110 longer starved and wretched, but almost as lovely as lief ore the days of siege and hunger. saying: •'Prithee, soldier, do I look my part?" "A jieaco to such fooling," [ answered. "Our lives are at stake. How does it matter how we disguise ourselves?" "You have cause, wife," I answered. "Say, what will these Otoniies do with us —kill us or give us up to the Teules?" ''Peace, Marina," he said. '"What! Shall I spare this English dog some pangs when my command and perchance my very life hangs upon the finding of the gold? Nay, he knows well where It lies hid. You said It yourself when I would have hung him for a traitor, and certainly he was one of those whom the spy saw go out with it upon the lake. Our friend was with them also, but he came back no more. Doubtless they murdered him. What is this innn to you that you should plead for him? Cease to trouble me, Marina. Am I not troubled enough already?" and Cortes put his hands to his face and remained lost in thought. As for Marina, she looked at me sadlvand stalled as thoujfh to say, "I havo done my Dest,'' and 1 thanked Iter with my eyes. Surely Marina would depart and leave us to our doom. But it was not so. Indeed she shrank and trembled before Utomie's contempt. They were a strange Contrast in their different loveliness as they Stood faee to face in the tort lire den, and it was strange also to see the spirit of the lady Df royal blood, threatened as she w.lS with a ibameful death or siill more shameful life, triumph over the Indian girl whom today fortune had net far aliove her as the stars. "It matters much, husliand, but how ran you understand, who art! a man and a foreigner? Now I will clamber through the window, and you must follow me if you can. If not, I will return to you, and we will end this masquerade." "I do not know; tomorrow we shall learn. But for my part I will not be surrendered living." "Well said. It would be foolish to kill him, but by bearing him alive to the Lord Sarceda I shall win honor and reward. Come, help me." "Nor I, wife. Death is better than the tender mercies of Cortes and Ids minister, De Garcia. Is there any hope?" "Help yourself," she answered sullenly. "But first search his pouch. Thero may be some trifle thero which we can divide." "Yes, thero Is hope, beloved. Now the Otomies are cast down, and they remember that we led the flower of their land to death. But they are brave and generous at heart, and if I can touch them there all may yet Ik; well. Weariness, pain and memory make us weak, who should be full of courage, having escaped so many ills. Sleep, my liusliand, and leave me to think. All shall yet go well, for even misfortune has an end." "Hold your horse till the train passes) Certainly. My name's Standow."— Lifa Then she passed throng) .y e hole swiftly, for Otomie was agile at... strong as an ocelot, and mounting the stool I made shift to follow her as well as my hurts would allow. In the end I was able to throw myself upon the sill of the window, and there I was stretched out like a dead cut till she drew 111c across it, and I fell with her to the ground on the farther side and lay groaning. She lifted me to my feet, or rather to my foot, for I could use but one of them, and we stand round us. No one was to bo seen, and the sound of revelry had died away, for the crest of l'opo was already r»d with the sunlight, and the dawn grew in the valley. "Then you gave him half the road?" asked the officer. "Otoniie, you here!" I gasped through my wounded lips, for with my senses came the memory of Do Garcia's threats. "Noap. 1 wanted to, but Bill he says to me, says he: 'Dad, you hold the lines, and I'll git down and gin that cuss one bat on the nose and put him to sleep fur two hours. * I didn't want Bill to do it, but ho was sot, and down he went. He off with his hat and gin a yell and bore down 011 the man with the calf." Here he ceased suddenly, for the demon who tormented him struck him across the mouth, saying, '"Silence, dog!" "Well said again," ho answered, and kneeling down he bent over me and began to fumble at the fastenings of the pouch. Robbery Made Euj. "Yes, beloved, it is I," she muttered. '"They havo suffered that I nursj you, devils though they are! Oh, that I must see you thus and yet be helpless to avenge you!" and she burst into weeping. "Say, royal lady," asked Marina in her gentle voice, "for what can*' did you, if tales are true, lie by the side of yonder white man upon the stone of sacrifice?" Scene, a lonely road out weal Entei tourist Otonde was behind him. I 6aw her face change, and a terrible light came into her eyes—such a light as shines in tho eyes of the priest at sacrifice. Quick as thought she drew tho sword from the grass and smote with all her strength upon the man's bent neck. Down he fell, making no sound, and Bho also fell lDc8idc him. In a moment she was on her feet again, staring at him wildly, the naked sword in her hand. Tourist—What's this? A niokel-inthe-slot machine here in this wild plaoel And what does the sign say? (Beads.) Iiut I understood, and I swore in my heart that I would die ere I revealed my brother's secret. This was I he last triumph that Guatemoc could win, to keep his gold from the gr.isp of the greedy Spaniard, and that victory at least he should not lose through me. Si I swore, and very soon my oath must lie put to the test, for at a motion from Do Garcia the Thiscalans seized uieand bound me to the thinl chair. 'Because I love him. Marina." Presently there was a sound of footsteps, and I looked up to see De Garcia standing before me. Time and hardship had touched him lightly, and the lines of silver In his curling hair and peeked heard did but odd dignity to his noble presence. Indeed, when I looked at him in his dark Spanish beauty, his rich garments dccked with chains of gold, as he bowed before Cortes, hat 111 hand, I was fain to confess that I had never seen a more gallant cavalier, or one whose aspect gave the lie so wholly to the black heart, within. But knowing him for what he was my very blood quivered with hate at the sight of him, and when I thought of my own impotence and of the errand on which he had come I ground my teeth and cursi-d the day that I was .born. As for De Garcia, he greeted 1110 with a little cruel smile, then spoke to iCortes. "Hush," I said, "hush! Have we food?" '"In plenty. A woman brought it from Marina." '"And for tills same cause have I, Mildim, laid my honor upon a different altar; for this same cause 1 have striven against the children of my people, liecauso 1 love another such as lie. it is for love of Cortes that I have aided Cortes; therefor*1 despise die not, but let your love plead for mine, Seeing that, to us women, love is all. I have sinned, 1 know, but doubtless in its ■eason my sin shall find a fitting punish- So I slept, and woke in the morning somewhat refreshed and with a happier mind, for who is there that is not l)older when the light shines on him and he is renewed by rest? : DROP A NICKEL IN THE SLOT : • AND GET A SURPRISE. : "And put him to sleep?" "Givo me to eat, Otoniie." "Noap. He never closed an eye to sleep. When Bill lighted on him, sunthin happened—sunthin happened to Bill. He stopped all of a sudden and laid down, and when he got up again he was as you see him now. The redheaded man invited mo to come down and light on him also, but I didn't accept. He had been gone about 10 minutes when Bill woke up." Now for awhile she fed me, and the deadly sickness passed from me, though my poor flesh burned with a hundred agonies.When I opened my eyes, the sun was already high, but Otomie had risen with the dawn, and she had not been idle during those three hours. For one thing she had contrived to obtain food and raiment more lDefitting to our rank than the rags in which we were clothed; also she had brought together certain men of condition who were friendly and loyal to her in misfortune, and these sho sent about the city, letting known that sho would address tho peoplo at midday from the steps of the palace, for, as Otomie well knew, the heartstrings of a crowd are touched more easily than those of cold and ancient counselors. "Well, that's a good idea. I'll just try it. (Drops in a nickel) Why, the thing's got a revolver pointed at me, and here's a new sign come into view. (Reads.) Then he spoke into my ear in Castilian: "Strange are the ways of Providence, Cousin Wingfleld. Vojl have hunted me across the world, and several times we have met, always to your sorrow. I thought 1 had you in the slaveship, I thought that the sharks hud you in tlie water, but somehow you esca|ied me whom you came to hunt. When 1 knew it, I grieved, but now I grieve 110 more, for I see that you were reserved for this moment. Cousin Wingfleld, it shall go haril if you escape mo this time, and yet I think that we shall .spend some days together Wore we part. Now I will lie courteous with you. You may have a choice of evils. How shall we begin? The resources at my command are not all that, we could wish, alas; the holy office is not yet here with its unholy armory, but still I have done my best. Those fellows do not understand their art. Hot coals are their only inspiration. I, you 9ee, have several," and he pointed to various instruments of torture. "Which will you seli-iit?" "Where to?" I said. Now, Otomie hai been allowed to walk in the camp with her sister, the wife of Guatcmoc, and other AzUt; ladies, and she had this gift in common with most Indians—that where she had once passed there sho could p;iss again, even In the darkest night. "Up," she said, "before others come to seek hlinl Nay, you must!" "Listen, Otomie. Have you seen Do Garcia?" Now again wo were struggling forward through the bushes, my mind filled with a great wonder that grew slowly to a whirling nothingness. For awhile it seemed to me as though I were lost in an evil dream and walking on redhot irons in my dream. Then came a vision of armed men with lifted spears and of Otomie running toward them with outstretched arms. "No, husband. Two days since I was separated from my sister Tocuichpo and the other ladies, but I have been well treated and Jiavo seen no Spaniard except the soldiers who led me here, telling me that you were sick. Alas, I knew not from what cause!" and again she began to weep. Btent.' "It had m-td bo sharp," answered Otomie. "Mv love has harmed none. See before you 1m a one grain of the countless harvest of your own. In yonder chair Guatcmoc, your king, was this day tortured by your master, Cortes, who swore to treat him with nil honor. By his side sat Teulo, mv husband and your friend Ilim Cortes gave over to his private enemy, IV? Garcia, whom you name Sarceda. See bow he has left him. Nay, do not shudder, gentle lady, lxsik now at his wounds! Consider to what a pass wo are driven when you find us ulxnit to die thus like dogs, he, my h us) Kind, that he may not live to see me handled as he has been, and I with him because a princess of tho Otomie and of Montezuma's blood cannot submit to such a shamy while death has one door through which to creep. It is but i single grain of your harvest, outcast and traitoress, the harvest of misery and death that is stored yonder in the ruins of Tenoctitlan. Had I my will I tell you that I had sooner die a scoreof tiim s than take help from a hand so*staimd with the blood of my pmple and of yours—I"  ~ Drop In All Youb Money and Your : Watch, or I'll Ezplodi In "To the south gate," she whispered. "'Perhaps it is unguarded now that the war is done. At tho least, I know the road thither." "What did Bill say?" asked the offi- cer. 80 Sbcovm. "Nawthin that I heard. Bill, did you say anytInn when yon come to?" "Nnm," replied Bill, with a solemn shake of tho head. "Great Scott I I most hnrry! Hen they go I Robbed by machinery, I declare 1"—Chicago Beoord. "Still some have seeij yoq, and it Is re ported fchnfc you am my wife." So we started, I leaning on her sliouldei and hopping on my right foot, and thuvery painfully we traversed some 300 yards meeting nobody. But now our good luct failed us, for passing round the corner o some buildings we came face to . w wit! thre-e soldiers returning to their h. . frejn a midnight revel and with them some na live servants. I knew no more. "It is likely enough," she answered, "for it was known throughout the Aztec hosts, and such secrets cannot be kept. But why have they treated you thus? Booauso you fought against them?" CHAPTER XXVIII. OTOMIE PLEADS WITH HEK PEOPI.F,. "Will they come to listen?" I asked. "And yon didn't say anythin fur the uoxt two miles, did yon?" Whetting. The contortionist paced the floor impatiently."Your pleasure, general?" "Greeting to you, comrade," answered Cortes. ''You know this renegade?" When I awoke, |t was to find myself in a cave, where the light shone very dimly. Otomie leaned over me, and not far away a man was cooking a pot over a fire mado of dry aloe leaver. "Havo no fear," she answered. "The de-sire to leDeDk upon us who have survived the siege! and to know tho truth of what has happened will bring them. Moreover, somo will bo there seeking vengeance on us." "And then all yon said was to ask mo if you'd bin struck by lightnin?" "Yum." "Num." "But too well, general. Three times he has striven to murder me." "Are we alone?" I asktxl. "The guard is without, but there is none else in the chtvnbor." ' "Some people," he growled m hC glared at the fire eaten "hay* th« nerve to hang on to the morning papei "Well, you hare escaped, and it is your hour now, Sarceda. He says that he has a ■quarrel with you. What is it?" '♦Then bend down your head, and I will tell you," and I told her all. "Whom have we here?" said the first ol those. •" Your name1, comrade." "Where am I, and what has happened?" I asked. Otomie was right, for as the morning drew on toward midday I saw the ilwcllers In tho City of Pines gathering in thousands till tho s]Daco between the steps of tho palace nnel the face of the pyraniiel was black with them. Now Otomlo combed her curling hair ami placed flowers in it und set a gleaming feather cloak alxiut her shoulders, so that it hung down over her white rolies, and on her breast that splendid of emeralds, which Guatcmoc hael Mven to mo in tho treasure chamln r and which she had preserved safely through all our evil fortune, and a golelD ii girdle about her waist. In her hand also snc iook a nttie scepter or eoony tipped with gold that was in the palace1, with other ornament* and emblems of rank, and thus attired, though she was worn with traveling and sufferinganei grief hadelimmed her beauty for awhile, she seemed the woman that my eyes havo seen. Next sho caused me to be laid upon my rude litter, anel when tho hour of noon was come she commanded those soldiers who hael borne mo across tho mountains to carry mo by lie-r side. Thus we issued from tho wide doorw ay of the palace and took our stand upon tho platform at the head of the steps. As we came a great cry rose from the thousands of the people, a fierce cry, like that of wild beasts howling for thejf prey. Higher and higher it rose1, a sound to strike terror into the bravest heart, and by elegrees I caught itspuriDort. "That's all, as fur as I kin remember," continued the father, "and now if you'll sorter look out fur my hay I'll lead Bill to a doctor and see whether he's mortally injured or only crippled fur lifo. Come on, Bill. You hain't bin suyin a word since you was struck, and all you've got to do now is to step high and lean on daddy's arm."—Detroit Free Press. all day." The fat woman was more complacent When I had done so, she sprang up with flashing eyes, and her hand pressed upon her breast and said: " You arc safe, beloved," she answered, "at least for awhile. When you have caten, I will tell you more." De Garcia hesitated, stroking his peaked beard, then answered: '"I am loath to tell It because it is a tale of error for which I have often sorrowed and done penance. Yet I will speak for fear you should think worsoof mo than I deserve. This man has some cause to mislike me since, to be frank, when I was younger than I am today and given to tho follies of youth it chanced that in England I met his mother, a beautiful Spanish lady who by ill fortune was wedded to an Englishman, this man's father and a clown of clowns, who maltreated her. I will be short. Tho lady learned to love ine, and I worsted her husband in a duel; hence this traitor's hate of me." "Good night, brother, good night," 1 answend in Spanish, speaking with the thick voice of drunkenness. "There's an account of a great conflagration in it," ahe explained, "and he's probably trying to get np an appetite. "—Detroit Tribune. I made 110 answer, for I had determined that I would speak no word and utter mi cry, do what they might with mo. "Oh, if I loved you before, now I love you more if that is possible, wlio could suffer thus horribly and yet Ik" faithful to the fajlen and your oath! Blessed be the day when first I looked upon your face, O iny husband, most true of menl But they who could do this—what of themf Still It }s done with, and I will nurse you back to he.alth. Surely it is done with, or they had not suffwd mo fD come to you." "Good moruiug, you mean," he said, for t he dawn km breaking. '"TmirTrsiw* I don't know your face, though it soems that you have lx-en in the wars." And lie laughed. She brought me broth and fexxl, and I ate e-agerly, and when I was satisfied she spoke; *' 1 A't me thjnk, let me think," went on De Garcia, smoothing h)*D lieard. "Ah, I have it! Hero, slaves," "You remember how tho Tlascalan fol lowed us and how—I was rid of him?" Handling Facts. "You mustn't ask acotnradehis name," I said solemnly ami swinging to and fro. "The captain might send for me, and he's a temperate man. Your arm, girl. It is time to go to slerp. The sun sets." llI remember, Otomie, though how you found strength to kill him I do not understand."The lady witness had become quite picturesque in her testimony, and the attorney had called her down in m way that had made her mad all over. Now I will not renew my own agonii* or awake the horror of any who may chance to read what I have written by describing what befell me after this. Suffice it to say that for two hours and more this devil, helped in his bisk by the Tlascalans, worked his wicked will upon me. One by one torments were administered to me with u rikill and ingenuity that cannot often have been surpassed, and when at times I faintni 1 was recovered by cold water being dashed upon pie and spirits poured down my throat. And yet, I say it with some pride?, during those two dreadful hours 1 uttered 110 groan, however great my sufferings, aud spoke no word, good or bad. "Oil, cease, lady, cease," groaned Ma rina, covering her eyes with her hand, as though the sight of C Itoinic were1 dreadful to her. "What is done is done1. l)o not mhl to my renin: -e. What did you say— that you, the Otomie, were brought here to lie tortured?" "Love and despair gave it to me, and 1 pray that I may never have such another need. Do not spe-ak of It, husliand, for this Is more terrible to lue than all that A Polite Paradox. "His expressions aro very objectionable, " said the precise young woman. "I think I {Oiall have nothing more to do with him." "Confine yourself to facts, if you please, madam," be said in conclusion. They laughed, but one of tlicm address id Otouile, saying: "Alas, Otomle, I must tell all—it Is not done with," and with faltering voice I went on with the tale—yes, and since I must I told her for what purpose she had boen brought hero. She listened without a word, though her lips turned pale. "Truly," she said when I had done, "these Teulos tar surpass the pahas of our »»onlo If +.K* ntiH KnrHfoe It is to the gods and not for gold and lecret hate. ?Jow, lmsliand, what is your xAiuself Suri'ly yoif have some counsel." '"I have none that I dare offer, wife," I {loaned. "Very well," she replied tartly. "You are no gentleman. How does thai strike you?"—Detroit Free Press. I heard and thought that my heart must burst with fury. To all his wickedness and offenses against mo Do Garcia now bad added slander of my dead mother's honor. "Even so, and lieforn my husband's eyes. Why should Mv»nte/.uuia's daughter und the1 princess cDf the Olomic escape the fate) of the •Jinpe-ror of the Aztecs? If her womanhood ilots not protect her, has she anything to hope1 of her lost rank?" "Leave the sot, my pretty, and come and walk with us." And he caught her by tho arm. But she turned on him with so fierce a look that ho let her go again, astonished, and we staggered on till the corner of another house hid us from their view. Hero 1 sank to the ground overcome with i Dain, for while the soldiers were In sight I was obligtd to use uiy wounded foot lest they should suspetct. But Otomie pulled me up, saying: "Why?" inquired her companion. "He writes me that he reached home in good shape " HI* Grievance. "That is thoughtful on his part." "1 know that But 'good shape' is such bad form. "—Washington Star. Georgie—Mamma, wasn't Geor Washington a grea|fnan? Mamma—Yes, dear. "Wasn't he an awful good man?" "He was." "You lie, you murderer!" I gasped tear lng at the ropes that Ijound me. "Cortes knows nothing of this; I swear it," said Marina. "Tothe rest he haslxvn driven by tin1 clamor of t lie* soldiers, who taunt him With stealing treasure that he has never found. But of this last wickedness he is Innocent." "I must ask you to protect me from such insult, general," De Garciaanswered coldly. "Were the prisoner worthy of my aword I would ask further that his bonds should be loosed for a little space, but my honor would be tarnished forever wero I to fight with "such as he." Brilliant. May—Are you still calling on Nellit Update? Nor was it-only bodily pain that I must bear, for all this while my enemy mocked mo with bitter words, which tormented my soul as his instruments and hot coals tormented my body. At length he paused exhausted and cursed me for an obstinate pig of an Englishman, and at that moment Cortes entered the shambles, and with him Marina "Then what did you name me Georgv Washington for? Didn't you never want me to have no fun?"—Chicago Tribuna "Alas, beloved, wo must pass on or per tab." Brother bright girl. Jack—Yes. She's a very "You are timid ns a girl who will not ltter the love she burns to tell," Otomle inswered, with a proud and bitter laugh. it" 'Then let him ask his t»xil Sarceda of I roso, groaning, and by what efforts I reached the south gate I cannot describe, though 1 thought that I must die before 1 came there. At last it was before us, and, as chance would have it, the Spanish guard were asleep ill the guardhouse. Three Tlascalans only wero crouched over a little lire, their scrapes or blankets about their heads, for the dawn was chilly. "As for Sarreila, I promiso you, princess, that if I can 1 will avenge this threat upon him. Hut time is short. 1 am come herewith the knowledge of (.'ortes torn if I can win the secret of the treasure from Teule, your husband, and for my friendship's sake I am about to In-tray my trust and help him and you to fly. Do you refuse my aid?" May—She must be. I hear you don'l need a light in the parlor when you am sho aro there.—Philadelphia Record. Haa Listened at Some Time Himself. "Daro to 6[Deak thus onoemore to a gentleman of Spain," said Cortes coldly, "and, you heathen dog, your tongue shall be dragged from you with redhot pinchers. For you, Sarceda, I thank you for your confidence. If you have no worse crime than a love affair upon your soul, I think that our good chaplain, Olmedo, will frank you through the purgatorial fires. But we waste words and time. This man has the secret of the treasure of Guatcmoc and of Montezuma. If Guatcmoc and his nobles will not tell It, he at least may be forced to speak, for the torments that an Indian can endure without a groan will soon bring truth bubbling from the lips of the white heathen. Take him, Sarceda, and, hearken, let him be your especial care. First let him suffer with the others, and afterward, should he prove obdurate, alone. The method I leave to you. Should he confess, summon me." ■ Well, I will speak it for you. It is in rour mind that wo must die tonight." Will—Why do you always carry thoM corks with you when you go to call on your fiancee? "It is," I said. "Death now, or shamo ind agony tomorrow, aud then death at ast, that is our choice. Since God will not protect us, we must protect ourselves if re can find the means." "Kill them!" said tho cry. "Give the liar to tho Teules!" Wliy He Took It. '•How goes it?" he said lightly, though his face turned pale at the sight of horror. Mamma—There, Freddie, you havC taken the largest pear. Do you think it very nice? Jack—Well, you see, she lirea in a flat, and I use them for stopping up the speaking tubes when I am bidding bei good night in the vestibule.—New York Herald. "The cazique of Tacuba bus confessed that gold is buried in his garden. The other two have said nothing, general," the clerk answered, glancing down his paper. Otomie stepped forward to the edge of the platform, and lifting the ebony scepter she stood silent, the sunlight beating on her lovely face and form. But the multitude screamed a thousand taunts and threats at us, and still the tumult grew. Once they rushed toward her, as though to tear her to pieces, but fell back Cu the last stair, as a ■.vave IC*is I rem u rocK, anu once a spear was thrown tliat pass**! between her nock and shoulder. ''God! There is no God. At times I lave doubted the gods of my peoplo and turned to yours. Now I renounce and re lect him. If there were a God of mercy luch as you cling to, could he suffer that •uch things bef You are my god, bustmnd. To you and for you I pray, and you done. Let us have done now with pleading to those who are not, or who, if they live, are deaf to our cries and blind to our miser}-, and befriend ourselves. Yonder lies rope; that window has Ikits; very soon (ve can bo beyond the sun and the cruelty Df Teules or sound asleep. But there is Umo yet. Let us talk awhik). They will scarcely tDegln their torments before the lawn, and ere dawn we shall be far," "Open the gates, dogs!" I said in a proud voice. When I awoke, it tvus to find myself in a Otomio said nothing, but I spoke for tho first time. Seeing a Spanish soldier, one of them rose to obey, then paused and said: has been before. One tiling comforts me, however. I did not kill him; the sword twisted in my hand, and I believe that ho was but stunned. Then we fled a little way, and looking hack I saw that two other Tlascalans. companions of the senseless man, were following us and him. Presently they came up to where he lay and stared at him. Then they started on our tracks, running hard, and very soon they must have caught us, for now you could scarcely stir. Your mind was gone, and I had no more strength to carry you. cave. Freddie—Yes'm; it's the only one ii tho basket that is.—Chicago Intel Ocean. "Brave men, Indeed!" I heard Cortes mutter to himself. Then said aloud: " Let the cazltjue be carried tomorrow to the garden of which he speaks, that he may point out the gold. As for the other two, oease tormenting them for this day. Perhai»s they may find another mind before tomorrow. I trust so—for their own sakes I trust so!" "Nay, Marina, I have no love for this thief's fate if I can escape it, but how is it to bo done?" Had to Give Him Up. 'Why and by whose orders?" "And yon dischawged youah nan?" " Ya-aw-s. Had to do it, yon know." "The chance is jtoor enough, Teule, but I bethought me that once out of this prison you might slip away disguised. Few will Ih; stirring at dawn, and of them the most will not lDo keen to notice men or things. See, 1 have brought you tho dress of a Spanish soldier. Your skin is dark, and in the half light you might jiass as one, and for tho princess your wife 1 have brought another dress, indeed I am ashami'd to offer it. but it is the only one that will not lie noted at this hour, also, Teule, I bring you a sword, that which was taken front you, though 1 think that once it had another owner." 1 could not see the man's face because of the blanket, but his voice sounded familiar to me, and 1 grew afraid. Still I must speak. Still Hotter. Tho Wife—Yes; I married you tc spito Fred Grigson. ' 'He seemed verwy anxious to pleaae." Tho Husband (ruefully)—I wish, my love, you had married Fred Grigson to spite me.—Tit-Bits. "That was just the trwoable. Ha wuhked so hahd it made me pawiitivety fatigued to have him awound."— Washington Star. "Why? Because I am drunk and wish to lie without till I grow sober. By whoso orders? By mine. 1 am an officer of the day, and if you disobey I'll have you Hogged till you never ask another question." Now the kC.Idlers who had carried me, making certain that our death was at hand, and having no wish to share it, set my litter down upon tho stones and slippod back into the palace, but all this while Otomie never so much as moved—no, not even when the spear hissed past her. She stood before them stately and scornful, a very queen among women, and little by little the majesty of her presence and the greatness of her Courage hushed them to filcnoo. When there was quiet at length, klio spoke in a clear voice that carried far. Then he drew to t he corner of the room and consulted with Sarceda and the other torturers, leaving Marina face to face with Guatemoc and me. For awhile she; stared at the prinoe as though in horror; then a strange light came into her lieautiful eyes, and she spoke to him in a low voice, saying in the Aztec tongue; ''Shall I call tho Teules within?" said the man sulkily to his companion. Not tli© Truth. Proud Father (to friend)—This is my youngest boy. Frank, this is Mr. Jackson.Enfant Terrible. "Pardon me, general, but this is no task for a hidalgo of Spain. I have lDeon more wont to pierce my enemiia with the sword than to tear them with pinchers," said De Garcia, but as he spoke I saw a gleam of triumph shine in his black eyes and heard the ring of triumph through the mock anger of his voice. "Still wo stumbled oil till presently, when the pursuers were within 60 paces of us, I saw armed men—eight of them—rushing at us from the bushes. They were of my own neonle the Otomies. soldiers that had served under you, who watched the Spanish camp, and seeing a Spaniard alone they pamo to slay hiin. They very nearly did so indeed, for at ilrst I was so breathless I could scarcely speak, but at last in a few words I made shift to declare my name and rank and your sad plight. But now tho two Tlascalans were upon us, and I called to the men of the Otomio to protect us, and falling on the Tlascalans before they knew that enemies were there they billed one of them and took tho other prisoner. Then they made a litter, and placing you oq jt Ixire you without rest 9U {cagues into tho mountains till they reached this secret hiding place, and here you have lain three days and nights. 1%io Teules have searched for you far and wide, but they have searched in vain. Only ypfiterday two of them, with 10 Tlascalans, passed within 100 paccs of this cave, and "No," lie answered. "The Lord Sareeda is weary and gave orders that he should not be awakened without good cause. Keep them in or let-them through, as you will, but do not wake him." So we talked as well as my sufferings would allow. We talked of how we first had met; of how Otomle had been vowed to me as the wife of Tezcat-, soul of the world; of that day when we had lain side by side upon the stone of sacrifice; of our srue marriage thereafter; of the siege of Tenoctitlan ai)d the death of our firstlwrn. Thus we talked till midnight was two hours gone; then there came a silence. Frank (brightly)—Is that the man ot whom mamma said yesterday that he had more money than brains?—Truth. "Do you remember howonre you rejected me down yonder in Tabasco, Guatemoc, and what I told you then—that I should grow great in spite of youf You see, It has all come true, and more than true, and you are brought to this. Are you not sorry, Guatemoc!1 I am sorry, though were I as Home women are perchance I might rejolt* to see you thus." I trembled in every limb. I)e Garcia w as in the guardhouse I What if boftwoke? What if he uuuo out and saw me? More, now I guessed whose voice it was that 1 knew ugain. It w:ts that of one of those Tlascalans who had aided in tormenting me. What if he should soo my face? Ho could scarcely fail to know that on which ho hud left his mark so recently. I was dumb with fear und could say nothing, and had it not been for the wit of Otomie there my story would have ended. But now she played her part and played it well, plying the |uan wltl| the coarse faltlery ot the cainp till at length sho put him In n good humor, and he opened the gate, bid- Now while she spoke Marina undid her bundle, and there In it were the dresses and the sword, the same that 1 hail taken from the Spaniard Diaz in the massacre of the noehe triste. First she drew out the woman's robe and handed it to Otomie, and 1 saw that it was such a robe as among the Indians is worn by the women who follow camps, a rolie with red and yellow in it. Otomie saw it also and drew back. "Am I among my own people of the Otomie," she asked bitterly, "or have we lost our path and wandered pereliunce among some savage Tlascalan tribe? Listen, people of tin? Otomie. I have but one voice, and none can reason with a multitude. Chooso you a tongue to speak for you and let him set out the desire of your Where He Mlaaed It Drowning Editor—Helpl swim a lick I "I know it, comrade. But this must, lie done. Though I hate it, it must 1*- done. There is no other way. The gold is n«aneary to me—by the Mother of God, the knaves say that I have stolen it!—and I doubt these stubtDorn Indian dogs will never speak, however great their agony. This man knows, and I give him over to 70a because you are acquainted with his wiokedness, and that knowledge will steel your heart against all pity. Span* not, comrade. Renumber that he must tDe forced to speak." I can't Man on Shore—Neither can I! Drowning Editor—Oh, if you had only read my paper, you would have learned how!—Atlanta Constitution. "Husband," said Otomlo at last In a (lushed and solemn voice, '"you aro wont with suffering, and I am weary. It is tlmo to do that which must lDe done. Had In our fate, hut at least rest is before us. I thank you, husband, for your gentleness. I thank you more for your faithfulness to my house and people. Shall I uiako ready for our last journey?" "Woman," the prince answered in a thick voice, ''you have lo t rayed your country, and you have brought me to shame Mid torment. Yes; had it not been for you these things had never boon. I am sorry, indeed I am sorry—that I did not kill you. For the rest, may your name lie shameful forever in the ears of honest men and your soul bo everlastingly accursed, and may you yourself, even liefore you die, know khe bitterness of dishonor and betrayal! Your words were fulfilled, and so shall pnlne be also." hearty " [TO BE CONTINUED.] Willie—Sister will be down in a minute. She's putting on a new drees. A Winning Card. "Surely, girl, you have brought a garment of your own in error, "she said quietly, but in such a fashion as showed more of the savage heart that is native to her race than she often suffered to lie seen. "At the least I 'cannot wear such rolics." No Small Tuk, Dashaway—How is it, Willie—pretty? "It Is your command, Cortes, and I will obey it, though I love the task little. With one proviso, however—that you give mo your warrant in writing." Briggs—»Wben are you going to get your bicycle, old man? Griggs—In about two years. Briggs—Great Caesar! What are you going to wait so long for? "Say, Willie, what yer doin wid yer dress suit ou at dis time iu de mornin?" Willie—It's a stunner. I beard her »y it ought to bring yon around if anything did. —Cloak Review. Make .ready!" I answered, Then she rose and soon was busy with the ropt;s. At length all was prepared, Mid the moment of death was at hand. ''It seems that 1 must Ix'ar too much," answered Marina, growing wroth at last and striving to keep bark the tears that started tCD her eyes. 'I will away and leave you," and she began to roll up her bundle. "Well, Freddie, yer see, I wuz at de club all night, and when I reached me chambers (lis mornin 1 found me man had skipped wid all me odder clothes, even me yachtin suit, so I'm jist on me way to mo tailor's. See?"—Truth "It shall be made out at once," answered the general. ' And now away with him." Bettor Still. ''You must, aid me, Otoinio," I said. "I iannot walk by myself." \ had much ado to prevent our people from attacking them. Now they ore gone whence they camp, and J think that we Ma safe for a time. Soon you will be better, and we can pro hence." ••Where can wo go to, otomier We are birds without a nest." Griggs—I expect it will take just about that long, old fellow, for mo to decide on what mako I want.—New York Herald. "How did you come to break with Miss Sweetlips? Yon always said aha was as good as gold. "Where tot" Phe heard and turned away, trembling, »nd for awhilo was silent. Then her glance fell upon me, and she liegan to weep. She enmo and lifted mo with her strong md tender arms till I stood upon a stool aeneath the window bars. Thoro sho placed the rojie about my ttiruat; then tak- 41 To the prison that ho has loft. All Is ready, and there he will find his comrades.""Forgive her, Marina," I said hastily, for the desire to escape grew on me every minute. '"Sorrow has set an edge upon her tongue." Then, turning to Otomie, I added: "I pray you Im-moregentle, wife, for my sake if not for your own. Marina is our only hope." "Yes. hut I got acquainted with a girl who had the gold."—Boston TranscriptAccommodating. "Alas, pmirman!" she said. "Alas, my friend!" Bright Boy—You don't have to wake up the girl any more, do you? Better Than Alarm Clock*. A provincial shoemaker has a card in his window reading, "Any Respectable Man, Woman or Child Can Have a Fit In This Shop."—Tit-Bits. Then a guard was summoned, and I was •ragged back to my own place, IV Garcia laying as I went that he would bo wlt|» me presently. "Weep not over me, Marina," I an swered, speaking in Aztec, "for your tejirs tiro of no worth, hut help me if you may." "We must seek shelter in the City of Pines or fly across the water. There is no other choice, husband." According to Record. Mother—No, for a wonder. Sho has awakened herself every morning for a week. Passenger—Is this seat engaged? "'Ah, (hat 1 could!" she sohlied, and turning tleCt fp.in the place, followed presently by Cortes. "Would that she had left us to die in peace, husband. Well, so lDe it, for your sake I will put on these garments of a drab. Hilt how shall we eseajN! out of this piiuv and the camp? Will the door lie "We cannot try the sea, Otomie, for idl tho ships that pome }ierp are Spanish, and I do not know hC'w they will grift us in the City of Pines now that our cause Is lost, and with It so many thousands of their warriors." Pretty Summer Girl—It ought to be by this tima I have been sitting on it for over an hour.—New York World. CHAPTER XXVI. DE OARCIA SPEAKS HIS MIND. Good Form. "I thought sho would." "Why bo?" "All tho flies I caught In that flytrap I took up stairs and lot out in her room."—Good News. "Yon may say what you please abont the wild and woolly west," quoth the Srummer to an eastern swell salesman, "but I know, some of the people there have very good ideas of tho usages of the best societv." At first I was taken into the chamber that I had loft, but placed in a little room opening out of It where the guard slept. Hero I waited awhilo, liound hand and toot and watched by two soldiers with Irawn swords. As I waited, torn by rago »nd fear, I heard the noise of hammering through the wall, followed by a sound of groans. Now the Spaniards eaino in ngalu and removed Guatemoc und the cuzique of Tucuhu, carrying them in their arms, for they could not walk, and indeed the cazique was in a swoon. He Gnewed It. o|DcnCii to us ami rue guarus removeu, ami if we pass (hem .-an you walk, husband?" "Wo must take the risk, husband. There are still true hearts in Anahuae whu will ytaiul by us In pur sorrow and their own. At the least we have escaped from greater (langers. Now let me dress your wounds Mid rest awhile." Straw ley (meeting Singer ly in a saD loon)—You're just the man I've been looking for. "'I he doors will not lDe o|ieiicd, lady," said Marina, "for those wait without who will see thai they are locked when I have passed thvui. IDut there will lDe nothing to fear from the guard—trust to me for It. Sec, the bars of this window are but of wood. That sword will soon sever them, and if you are seen you must play the part of a drunken soldier lieirig guided to his quarters by a woman. For the rest I know nothing, save th.it I run great risk for your flakes, silicd, if it iD diseovered that 1 had aided you, then 1 shall find it hard to sof ten the rage of C '• irt-es, who, tlie war lielng "Farewell, Teule," said Guatemoc as ho pass* ii me. "You an. indeed a true son of Quetzal and a gallant man. May the gods reward you in times to crime for all that, you have suffered for me and lu|i)c, since I cannot." Lady of the House—I like your appearance, but how about your references?A cooni in oClat i ng. "Well, they don't observe them verj closely," argued the easterner. gingerly—How did you know I was in here? Strawley—They told meat your office yon were out getting your lnnoh.— Cloak Review. At length the suspense canto to an end. A door was opened, and two fierce Tlasea Ian Indianscumo through it and seized me by the hair and ears, dragging mo thus Into my own chamber. So for three more days I lay In tho cave of the mountains, and Otomie tended me, and at tho end of that time my stftto wim Kuch that I could tpay-el In a litter, though for some weeks I was unable to set foot to the grouud. Op tho fourth day we started "I think they do," responded the drummer; "at least they do in the southwest. An instance came under my notice nonio time ago in a wild part of Texas. I was at a tavern table where all the other guests wore of the rough type, aud as most of thorn had beet) drinking pretty freely it did not require much difference of opinion to precipitate a row. An old fellow and his son were sitting together, and somebody called the son a liar. By hotel regulations nobody at table had a gun, tho rule being that all weapons bo left in tho safe until after meals, and of course the young man didn't shoot his insulter 011 tho spot lie was 011 his feet, though, as soon as the objectionable epithet reached him, find lm grabbed the knife from his plate Applying Domestic — References? Well, inutn, if you have any difficulty about furnishing references, I'll lie satisfied with a good cash security.—Truth. Then lie was borne out, and these wen, the last words that. I evor heard him utter. Now I was left alone with tbcTiaacslans and I)e Ciarria, who mocked me as before. "It was a very exciting adventure^" said Dicky Doddles. "I was at my wita' Unfeeling. "Poor devil!" I heard one of tlio Spanish soldiers say as I went. "Apostate or no, I am sorry for him. This is bloody work." "J am spent. I can do no more." ding her liegono nnd me with her. Already wo had passed tho Rate when a sudden faintness seized me, and I stumbled and fell, rolling over on my back as I touched tin- eiirth. by night, and I was carried on men's shoul dors till at length we passed up the gorge that leads to tho City of Pines. Here we were stopped by sentries, to whom Otomie told our tide, bidding somu of them go forward and repeal It to the captains of the city. Wo followed the piesscfigoru slowly, for my lieafert, *vero weary, and eame to the gates of the beautiful town Just as the red rays of sunset struck upon tho snowy pinnacle of Xaca that towers behind It, turning her cap of smoke to a sullen ml, like that of molten iron. 'A little tired, eh, friend Wingflehir" he said, sneering. "Well, the play Is rough till you get usCh1 to it. A night's sleep will refresh you, and tomorrow you will I* a new num. Perhaps you lielievo that I have done my worst. Kool, this Is but a beginning. Also you think doubtless that your obstinacy angers me. Wrong again, my friend. I only pray that you may keep your lips sealed to tlin last. Gladly would 1 give my share of this hidden gold In payment for two mow* such days with you. 1 have still much to pay you back, and, look you, I have found a way to do it. There A Mciiik Triok. ends." und she il, "(Iim-s not luvd nu' now so inuoli us once he did." won Museum Manager—What's all that disturbance in thu lecture liall? "Dear me," replied Mies Cayenne, "what a short journey I"—Washington Star. Then the door closed, and I was in the place of torment. The room was darkened, for a cloth had lieen hung in front of the window liars, but its gloom was relieved by certain fires that burned In braziers. It was hy the light of these fires chiefly that lecturer—The armless wonder has stolen the fasting girl's luneli.—New York World. "J come to miiy, i/hi/ If I win." l'I can make shift tn Imp on my rinht foot," I said, "and for the rest wo must trust to fortune. It c;m jdvo us nu worse gilts than those WD have already." ''Up, friend, up," said Otomie, with a hursh laugh. "If you must sleep, wait till you find some friendly buslj," and qhe at me to lift me. 1'he 'i'lasealan, still laughing, came forward to help her, and between them I gained my feet again, but as I rose my cap, which fitted me but ill, fell off. He picked It up and gave it to me, and our eyes met, ipy face being ing her stand by me she fitted the second rope upon her own. Now we kissed in tolemn silence, for then, was nothing ill ire to say. Yet C Momic said something, Board Thrown la. Mr. Walk the Boards—I've got • really first class engagement at last I saw the sight. On the floor of the chain "So lDi' it., Triilr, and now farewell, for I ilarv stay no longer. 1 can do nothing more. May your good star shine on you and lead you hence in safety, and, Tenle, if we never meet again, 1 pray you think yf me kindly, for there are many in thu No Timo to Loap, Second Actor—What is it? foer were placed three solid chairs, one of them empty. The other two wore filled by other than Guatemoc, emperor of the 4ftecs and bv his friend and mine, tfc.e isking: Judge—How old are you, miss? Elderly Female—I a—7 am  Mr. Walk the Boards—I have been hired to play a part in which I have to cook and eat a plate of real ham and eggs at every performance.—Tit-Bita, "Of whom do you think in this moment, ausbandf Of mo und of my dead child, )I of thatjady whg Jives far across the sou' Judge—Better hurry up. Every moment makes it worse.—Fliegondo Blat- The news of our coming had spread about, and hero and there knots of pooplo