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Pabllahed Ererr Friday Morning.
TILLMAN l'lUCK, Proprietor!.
Gwendolen Jones was chubby and swcot,
And her age win half-past three:
-And she lived In a house on Wellington
In the yard with the wnlntit tree.
.Harold Perrlval Martnailiike Smith
SVa nltnost lmlf-pust four:
.And he mil I, when they Have him a base
lull and li.it.
That he'd "play with the Rlrls no
Gwendolen Jones she Rinsed through the
At nn end were nil life's Joys,
-As she saw the friend of her youth depart
"To play with the urent bli? boys."
Uawild Perrlval Marnuidiike Smith
Up to the Held marched he!
Cut his eye was blacked, and his head WU
And his ball no more did he see.
And the boys called
Did Teddy and Willie and
And they chased him away
threatened to tell,
And paid they'd "nn use for him."
Gwendolen Jones came down to the fence.
And her face wore a Joyful smile
When llnrold I'erelvnl Marmadiike said
He'd play with her "once In a while."
dctu;ccm i rv c
BY MARGUERITE STABLER,
TlIK deep, bright blucncss of u
1 .Mexican sky lient low over its
favored children, us if it would shut
nwiiy from 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 . on this one day,
every shadow of seriousness or cure,
anil must h:ie I 1 1 gratified li,y th"
gorjfeous pageant the I'lu.a Zocalo
Unshed back in return. Since curly
ttuwii the. endors from tin; hill dis
tricts liml been pouring into the city,
and tiny hoot lis, like mushrooms, hud
been springing up nil over tlie market
quarter. Long before the first slccpy
eyes in the town hail begun to open,
the Indian hud started on his journey
to dispose of his wares as his Toltco
and Atec ancestors had done a
thousand years before. I'or this was
the great feast-day of the spring
time, ii 1 1 I it is only on such a day the
variegated ( 'i t of Mexico is seen in
all its glory. It is then the market
place is the most brilliant scene the
all-beholding sun looks douu upon in
all liis course. Out of doors, the bril
liancy of the colorings is soiuewhnl
tempered by the at inosphere, bill even
ho the brain is .assailed by such
rude blasts id' color us almost to
make it reel. Cay awnings, bright
rebozos, luany-liiied scrapes, embroid
eries, spangles, Mowers, deep skies,
burning suns, brilliant vcrdure.nll con
spin; to intoxicate tin' eye. And the
rank, primary hues of llicir chosen
colorings suggest, to the t bought I ill,
something of the primithc nature of
the Children of the .Sunshine.
And yet, amid all this elerior glad
ness, hearts weie aching, eyes were
weeping, hopes were falling ill the
stately (Mil house of Cardenas. The
warmth of the sunshine and the
brightness of the skies could not
penetrate the "loom in the heart of
)olores. Iler great dark eyes looked
out on nn altogether bleak and cheer
Tlie great old house of the Car
denas family had been the houp
of generations of beautiful Car
denns daughters from time inline
lliorable. Since the Mrs) Scnorita Do-
lores, the women of this house had
held their stately heads at the pre
scribed angle, had felt the weight of
dignity "f belonging tothe oldest fain
ilyitt Mexico, had preserved the family
feuds and friendships uuipiestion
ably, had dutifully married the suitor
chosen by their parents; and had
lived, died, anil been gathered to their
fathers, with never a thought of n
volt against the family traditions.
lint Dolores, the youngest of the
family, the er.stvvhile petted darling
of the household, with the blood of
such an ancestry In her veins, the ex-
ample of countless progenitors be
fore her eyes, now arose in open re
volt niralnst every tradition of the
The assembled hosts stood aghast
at this unexampled waywardness, and
declared she was not worthy to bear
tin; sacred name of Cardenas. Tin
suilor they had chosen for her was
to the mind of the family, in every
way a worthy alliance for a Curdeii
ns, find, as they argued, if he pleased
them, why should he not please her?
Miguel, who since the death of tlx
old senor, his father, had In ken tin
reins as the head of Hie family, had
no thought of being overridden by a
slip of a girl; but the old senorn
when she realized her daughter's will
-was as inflexible as her own, was nl
most at the point of being lenient
Now. however, wlmn it was dis
covered that Dolores Cardenas had
defied them all not because she was
too young to marry or hnd any tan
irilile objection to tlie choice of her
family, bui because Mite hud cluiiUcn-
tinely met, loved, nnd pledged her
arlf to an American, a miserable up
start (Sringo -it wus decided she
should be promptly sent into u con
vent to take the veil.
As u consequence, this beautiful
holiday world was a bleak and cheer
less place to-day for the little Scnor
ita Dolores. As she stood at her win
dow, seeing nothing but the horror
fit convent walls closing In upon her,
she clutched within Iter hand her
only hope, n tiny, crumpled scrap of
paper, on which she read over and
"(Jo straight to the Plaz.i Zocalo. I will
know on iimlcr any disguise If you wilt
wear a while cross rn your shoulder. I
will wait tor you at the pottery stall of
old Pattella. Then Mexico udlos!"
The girl watched the shadows fet
tling down over the festive eltj, and
summoned all her eournge, for this
fateful step. As she looked about
her, she fell the very walls that hail
sheltered so many dutiful Cardenas
daughters must cry out against her,
but what else could she do'.'
The old bishop of Arczzo, the fam
ily confessor, wus holding a solemn
conclave in the room below with
Miguel and the senorn. So, slipping
into her disguise, she. waited fer the
noises of the household to settle
down into a twilight quiet.
"The only safeguard Is a convent,"
she heard her brother saying as she
crept, toward the half-open door.
I'ut ns they sat so calmly deliber
ating upon her fate, little did they
dream that at that moment, that
very instant, not three yards from
them, the little rebel was stealing
past them out into the world. Once,
in the course of their discussion,
something had caused the old senorn
to stop nnd listen. Was it a door
creaking on a rusty hinge, she asked
herself, or a rat scampering through
the thick adobe wall'.' On the other
side of the partition I he little fugi
tive stood breathless. The noise was
not repented, however, so the voice
of the senorn arose again and droned
on in its argument as to the icspect
ive merits of the dilTerent sister
hoods. I'he fugitive (laughter wondered if
these old souls, who could dispose so
iltnly of another life, had forgot
ten the iovs of the heyday of their
iwii oiith, or if the good rich blood
had ever caroused through their veins
as hers did now. She crushed her
toy-basket (dose to her heart to still
the tumult of it.-s beating for fear its
loud knocking must arouse the
The shadows had wrapped the city
in a uierciliil monotone ot gray as
she slipped out the door, under the
armorial bearings of the house of
arileuas, whose name she was no
ouger to bear. .Never hofi.ee had
she been out in the street alone. Old
mucin had alwavs been as cose as
her shadow'; but, as she remembered
she was no longer herself, hit, for
the nonce-a mere peon tov-vndor,
she held her basket close, and turned
toward the plaa. 'I'he tide of travel
was still set in that direction, for
the evening was the gavest time of
So, lulling in with the throng,
she was soon an insignificant atom in
Arrived upon the plaa. the eyes of
the Seiiorla Cardenas widened with
excitement. This was the first, t.inii
in her lile she had mingled so cloudy
wit 1 1 the market-place rabble. The
haggling of tlie buyers, the sidii;it
lug of the vendors, the babe of
tongues, the yelping of the dog, tin
curious-looking foreigners, made U
ns strange a sight to the carefully
brought, up little Spanish girl to
the rankest outsider. Iler cheeks
glowed and her eves burned with tin1
thrill of novelty, and, forgetting
about her tovs, she stood lost in won
iler at the life about her. The plaa
with its people, its booths,
groups of bull-lighters. Mower-girls,
and grandees, all jostling shoulder.
in good-nat urcd haste, might ben f-dl-drcss
rehearsal of "Carmen." she
At every step deeper Into the crowd
her safety became surer. She began
:. wonder what would happen at
home when they discovered her
Might. She smiled to herself ut the
consternation that would ensue when,
after deciding finally upon which
convent she should enter, they found
their bird had Mown.
.lust, then, a rude party of Mexi
can youths, seeing the smiling little
toy-vender, stopped with a familiar
jest nnd tried to talk with her. Now,
for the first time, she realized her
forlorn position. A sudden fear
seized her that she might in some
way miss Kaiulol in nil this greet
crowd. Then .1 new fear clutched
her heart. What if, after counting
the danger her abduction would bring
upon his head, he hail failed her!
The next Instant she banished the
thought, for straight beyond, tower
ing altove the crowd, she saw the tall
erect figure of Itundol Jortllng every
body out. of his way in baste to reii'th
the stall of old I'ancha In time. The
girl, watched him with already the
pride of possession. How different
he wan from the other men she saw!
How handsome and fine! Tin; man's
keen eyes were scanning every faro
that passed. Purposely, she drew In
to a corner to watch him and realize
the fuel that it was for her bin eyes
were so intent nnd his face so eagct
She coiild wail and prolong the joj
of the coming moment, for when I hey
lid meet it would be for illvva.vs.
As she turned her eyes for tin in
stant to follow the surging crowd,
she caught, or fancied she caught, a
sight of Miguel's retreating figure,
Wus it possible her escape had al
ready been discovered, she wondered.
There was no doubt in her mind us to
the measures he would tuke when he
found she would not return home
with him. To Miguel the honor of
his house was dearer than anything
in the world. He would not scruple
to kill (iringo to preserve his family
escutcheon front a blot. And well
his sister knew that when his pride
and anger mU, there would be. no
With this thought, the little vendor
shrank deeper into the shadow.
When her flight was discovered there
would be only one explanation of it.
The whole city would be aroused in
an instant, and their escape made im
possible. Itaudol, in his straight for
wardness and self-confidence, could
not be made to realize their danger.
Hut ns the little peon vendor stood
alone ami unbef riended In this great
city, she felt the force of her help
lessness against her brothers power.
And her lover! As she looked at
him she felt the danger she had
brought upon him with a new poign
ancy. Why should she let him risk
his life for her?
liandol, meanwhile, stalked up and
down in front of tlie stall, growing
restless and impatient. Suddenly, ns
if drawn by the intensity of her long
ing, he turned and walked straight
toward her. With an instinctive cry
of joy she turned to spring toward
lii ill. Hut the next instant the cry
was stilled. Instead, she Mattencd
herself against the wall and held her
breath. The white cross she had
pinned upon her shoulder in such
ccslacy was turned to the shadow
and her rebno drawn close about
Straight on he came. Crouching
iiffninst the wall, she waited, lie
brushed so near she almost fell his
breath upon her cheek. She clasped
her hands tight over her heart and
dug her nails so deep into her palms
the blood came to the surface in
tiny crcscc ut-shnped gashes, lint she
made no sound.
Iler life was of no great conse
quence, site told herself, but liandol
was dearer to her than a thousand
lives. She could not. let him risk
himself so recklessly for her.
As liandol, disappointed and baf
fled, reached the corner, the lights
flared in his face and she saw the
eagerness in his eyes had given place
to suspicion, lie must think her
false! lie who" bad believed so im
plieity in her faith that he had glad
ly risked everything for her, would
now think she had put her family
pride above his love.
The gay holiday I hrong surged
around her. Girls with glowing ees
looked up inlo the faces smiling
above them, happy voices rang in
her cars, passing singers trolled gay
love-songs, while tho forlorn little
toy-vendor stood motionless in her
Would he go? Hnd he given her
up? She strained her eyes after him
as he mingled with the crowd. Per
haps he did not care so much after
No, he was coming back! If she
could only tell him she was true, she
thought. If he could know all the
long years that, were to follow that
she had failed him only to snve him,
then he would think kimlh of the
nun in the Spanish convent.
lie was again almost within reach,
peering, searching, wondering. Shi!
could stand it no longer. Dropping
her basket ipnetly to the ground the
piteous little ci cat me turned and
When liandol reached the angle of
the wall where the shadows grew
deep nnil thick he looked carefully
but found it empty.
Hack through the streets the lit 1 1
peon tied, alone. No one tried t(.
speak to her, for every eye was filled
with the lights and pleasures in the
She reached the frowning house
she had so lately left forever, and
found it still in darkness,
It was caily yet, but she had lived
out all the joys and sorrows of her
life in this one hour. She slipped
quiolh around to the servants' en
trance, then into the great hall. The
donr was still half opei id the
bishop's voice was still explaining to
the senora the penance her daughter
would have to go through before she
could enter the sisterhood.
Apnin tlie old senora thought she
heard an unusual sound in the hall.
Was It a door creaking on a rusty
hinge, she asked herself, or a rat
scampering through the old adobe
Again the little figure on the other
side of the paitition stopped and link'
her breath till the voices took tip
When at last the unsuspecting
senora came to Dolores' room, and
said, sternly, "My daughter, we have
decided," the little scnorita meeklj
acquiesced like a worthy Carden.n.
Sua l'ruucisco Arjjouuut.
KIOWAS PLAYING AT CARDS.
Kind the l.ooncr.
The present home of the Kiowas is in Indian Territory, where
they occupy a reservation with tlie Comanches. When they were first
known hv "the while men I hey lived aloii"; the headwaters of the Platte
river, 'rhey were at that lime, 250 years aj-o, as now, neighbors of
the Comanches, the two tribes occupying the territory between the
'.lack Hills and the Yellowstone river. The Kiowas ore inveterate
gamblers, their favorite games being motite and etincan. They will
stake everything they own on the turn of a card, and if they lose
they leave the game without a word of complaint. The Kiowas were
great buffalo hunters and did not give up their wild life on the plains
until 1807 when they were removed to their present reservation.
FIRST PATRIOTIC SONG.
The tie ne rn tin 11 I'ri-crtlliiK Hie Itcv
oltitluii Prmliiccil ii Mnnlcnl
The Puritans of l'ugland held
music in no very high esteem. They
held In abhorrence "piping with r
gans, singing, ringing and t fowling
of palms from one side of the choir
to the other," as complained of in
their protest to parliament. In fact,
writes Helen llrovvn, in American
Queen, their fanaticism bred so much
hatred for such things that they
rame to look upon music ns posi
tively unchristian. So the pilgrims
brought to America with them the
style of music that prevailed when
they left the mother country, which
goes without saving that it was not
of the most inspiring, cheering kind.
The generation preceding the revo
lution is referred to as the "psalm
singing generation." The colonists
were absorbed in the task of revis
ing and republishing the psalms.
In 1713 nn organ was introduced
into lioslun, but the prejudice was ,o
great, that the instrument remained
unpacked in the porch of the church
for seven months.
Hp to this time there had been no
native compositions, but a little later
on the first compositions were the
work of one William Hillings, a tan
ner by trade. As pialin-singing still
prevailed his first production was the
"New Knghiud Psalm Singer," which
was followed by "Singing Master's
Assistant" and "Music in Minimum."
His later works were of a patriotic
order and It is due to this fact that
thev became so popular. His "La
mentations Over llostoa" breathed
the spirit of the rcvoliiiton, as also
did his- "Retrospect." "Independ
ence" ard "Columbia.
The Count (old enough to be a gruml-
fnther and alter Miss Mone.vton)-
haf ukked vour iiiauiiua and fhe glf
her consent ; a ml now I er
Miss Moncvtnn I am so glad! lint
won t It be funny to call vou papa?
LlpplncoU s Magazine.
''(olnu lo HoNtnn."
The latest guy is "I'm gointf to
Itoston." When 11 man cannot say
"No." and does not want to say
"Ye," lo an invitation, he compro
mises by expressing the profoiiudcst
lejjret andannouneing almost in tears
that he is going to Huston. N Y.
I i.lKMr llreezc.
"tlraeious," co, niiiiec. Ml.-s lllugorc,
rii the yacht went about, "l his hice.e
makes tne let I quit 1 uncomfortable."
"No wi -oier," reph-il Mis, Tuadj ; "I
just heuid one of the i-ailors sav it was
a'trade wind."'- I'hilailclphlaVresii.
Certain species of inoxpiitoes hi
bernate in the adult stale, others In
the larvae statu uud home In the egg.
Larrae live through u winter in solid
The inspector general shows that
in London the losses from unsuccess
ful companies during the last ten
y.urs huve exceeded $2,090,000,000,
The .N'lirinnl Kye.
The normal eye can read letters
even-twentieths of an inch high at a
dUtauce of SO feet.
A GLIMPSE OF GIBRALTAR.
Illsniipiilnlliiu After the Flrat (ilanee
lleenuiie of llemeitnlnaT
It l jutt possible to be impressed
by the first glimpse of Gibraltar; but
soon the recollection of the innumer
able paltry and criminal uses to which
It has been applied, in literature and
in picture, crowds in to disenchant and
belittle. It is hard to keep yourself
to the thought of what must kavo
been iH effect on those who fiv it
first. It is a rock which conceals
town In one of ils folds, and contain
a fort 1 ess which is still formidable;
it may, one day, look down upon and
participate in the greatest sea light
that ever the world miw. And yet
there seems to be something little
about Gibraltar; no vast for u rock, it
is not much for a mountain.
I much prefer to stand upon Gibral
tar and look across the strait toward
Morocco, land of hidden treasure, mys
tery and danger, and so lovely to tho
eye that It fairly makes the heart ache,
writes Julian Hawthorne in the Hook
lover's Magaine. And then turn to
ward the east and sail on in Imagina
tion down the matchless, historic,
immemorial sea, with a const on either
hand which nature and man have com
bined to make the most attractive on
earth. The glory that was Greece and
ndeiir that was Koine, tho
the Carthaginians, the tin
progenitors of our race, tlia
invaders and destroyers and
rcbullders- -all catnc from yonder.
W'iikiin llevour Spldera.
Dr. Dalllnger describes the ruthless
destruction of spiders by the ichneu
mon ily and by certain wasps. The
young of some wasps can live only on
live spiders and the mother wasp,
therefore, renders the spiders power
less by her sting after which it can
live a month and then deposits It la
the cocoon where she bus laid her
egg. On hatching out the wasp grubi
feed 011 tin; bodies of the living spider-.
Another wasp deposits her egg
in the body of the sipder, which U
then buried alive and is fed upon by
the wasp grub.
Kiliiciitlnn nnil riiyaliiue.
Prof. Mosmi calls attention in th
Nouvellc licvue to the curious fanl
that whereas in Italy the educated
classes are physically greatly inferior
to the peasants, In Kuglaiul member
of the learned societies arc physically
auperiur to the laboring classei.
One I lie l.eaa.
Sunday School Teacher How muny
comiuiiudmcnts are there. Willie'.'
Sunday School Teacher And sup
pose vou were to break one of them?
Willie Then there'd only be nine.
WultlnK (or the Hlilera.
Manager -Here, John, why are yon
always late? You never urrivo until
after 1 get here.
Ofilce Hoy Well, sir, they told me
at grandmother always to wait for
older folks to enter first, an! that')
why I don't like to come too arly.
Aci'iinulluK fur Ills Manneaa.
He I love you, Miss Peach, ardunt
ly, passionately, madly.
She Nonsense, Mr. Dfl Sever; jrou
ure hardly acquainted with me.
"1 know; but then why, pcrhapt
that's the rctutou." Struv StorU.