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<X>PVTUOHT ( »V HARPER. AND BHOTHER6.
CHAPTER XVII.
Rosa.
"Look !" Jacket clutched at O'Reilly
and pointed a slinking finger. "More
beggars ! Christo ! And those little
children !" The boy tried to laugh, but
hls voice cracked nervously. "Are they
children, or gourds with legs under
them?"
O'Reilly looked, then turned hls
eyes away. He and Jacket had reached
the heart of Matanzas and were facing
the public square, the Plaza de la Ub
ertad it was called. Matanzas ap
peared poor and squalid, depresslngly
wretched ; Its streets were foul aud
the Plaza de la Libertad—grim mock
ery of a name—was crowded with a
throng such us It had never held In
O'Reilly's time, a throng of people who
were, withoqt exception, gaunt, list
less, ragged. There was no afternoon
parade of finery, no laughter, no noise ;
the benches were full, but their occu
pants were silent, too sick or too weak
to move. Nor were there any romping
children. There were, to be sure, vast
numbers of undersized figures in the
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They looked peculiarly
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O Reilly passed a damp hand across
hls eyes "Just Heaven !" he breathed,
She shes one of these!
The reconcentrados overran Malan
zas in an unclean swarm: streets and
plazas were congested with them, for
no attempt was made to confine them
tff their quarters. Morning brought
them streaming down from the sub
urban slopes where they lived, gvemng
sent them winding back; their day*
were spent In an aimless search for
food. They snatched at crumbs and
combed the gutters for crusts. H..w
they managed to exist, whence came
the food that kept life in their miser
able bodies, was a mystery, even to
square, but one needed to look twice
to realize that they were not pygmies
or wizened little old folks. It was not
strange that Jacket had compared
them to gourds with legs, for all were
naked, and most of them had bodies
swollen Into the likeness of pods or
calabashes.
grotesque with their spidery legs and
thin faces.
the citizens of the city; no organized
and there was Insufficient surplus food
for half their number. Yet somehow
they lived and lingered on.
effort had been made to care for them ;
At the time of O'Reilly's arrival the
sight presented by these Innocent vic
tims of war was appalling; It roused
In him a dull red rage at the power
which had wrought this crime and at
the men who permitted It to continue.
Spain was a Christian nation, he re
flected ; she had set up more crosses
than any other, and yet beneath them
she had butchered more people than all
the natinny of the earth combined.
This monstrous, coldly calculating ef
fort to destroy the entire Cuban people
seemed to him the blackest Infamy of
all, and he wondered if it would be al
lowed to succeed.
Fortunately for the two friends, Gen
eral Betancourt's generosity served to
relieve them from any immediate dan
ger of starvation. After making a few
purchases and eating with the utmost
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frugality, they began their search.
Later they stretched themselves out to
sleep on the stones beneath the portalea
of the railroad station.
They spent a horrid, harrowing night,
for now the L
brought home to them
ly than
general distress was
j more poignant
At dawn they learned
that these people were actually dying
of neglect. The faint light betrayed
ever.
presence of new corpses lying
upon th*- station flagstones. From
those still living, groans, sighs, sick
. Vi rose unt ** O Reilly flnalb
Äace y mP " ntöf
"T ctuM/i ,»,„»>. »,„ mnfc«,.il
I cant stand that, he coures, id.
I can t sleep when people are starving
to death alongside of me. This money
urns mv pocket. I I
Jacket rend his p.irpose and laid a
detaining hand upon hls arm.
"It will save our lives, too," he said
simply.
"Bah !
me
mutterln
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loused. It seemed. "Of what use would
....__ . _ ...
your few pesetas be among so nianv?
k. i. .
he inquired. "God has willed this, and
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he knows what he Is doing. Besides.
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your 'pretty one Is probably as hun
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gry as these people. No doubt we shall
,k t. .....
And that she, too. Is starving.
O'Reilly slowly withdrew hls hand
from hls pocket. "Tes! It's Rosfl . s
money. But-come; I can't endure
tb(s ..
bodies of those who had died during
the night *
to ,.v ' ... »
^?. lth f r th t man DOr the bojr ever
wholly lost the nightmare memory of
the next few days, for thetr eear-h
tookthem into every pert of the recon
cen^rado districts. What they beheld
aged them Dey after day. from dawn
UR dark, they wandered, peering Into
^ts, staring Into faces, asking qnes
tlons until they were faint from fatigue
"»d sick from disappointment.
As time passed and they failed to
find Rosa Tarée* a terrible apprehen
si on began to weigh O'RcUly down: hls
tm» grew oM and drawn, hls sb-olders
sagged, hls Hubs began to drag. It
was all -hat Jacke« could do to keep
him gclng. The boy. now that there
w** actual need of him, proved a per
feet Jew«* ; hi* optimism never failed.
hls faith never faltered, and O'Reilly
began to feel a dumb gratitude at hav
We are men.
women and children yonder—"
But Jacket's sensibilities were cal
There are
He led the way back to the Plaza of
Liberty and there on an Iron bench
they waited for the full day. They
were very tired, but further sleep was
Impossible, for the death wagons
rumbled by on their way to collect the
Ing Urt- voungster by hls side
Tanta, __ ». ». a '
Jacket, too. became thin and gray
about the lips. But he complained not !
at all and he laughed a great deal. To
him the morrow was alwaj-s another '
day of bi-lUJant promise toward which
rlo
he looked with never-falling eagerness ;
and not for a single moment did he
question the ultimate success of their
endeavor. Snch an example did much
for the older man.
practiced the strictest, harshest
omy, living on a few cents a day. while
they methodically searched the city
from limit to limit.
At first O'Reilly concerned himself
more than a little with the problem of
escape, but as time
thought less and less about that. Nor
did he have occasion to waste further
concern regarding hls disguise. That
it was perfect he proved when several
of hls former acquaintances passed
him by and when, upon one occasion,
he came face to face with old Don Ma
de Castano. Don Mario had
changed ; he was older, hls flesh had |
softened, and It hung loosely upon hls ;
£orm. He appeared worried, harassed,
and O'Reilly recalled rumors that thé
The man's air
of dejection seemed to bear out the
story. ]
They had been enemies, nevertheless !
O'Reilly felt a sudden Impulse to make
hlmself known to the Spaniard and to i
appeal directly for news of Rosa's fate
But Don Mario, he remembered In time!
had a reputation for vindictiveness, so
he smothered the desire. One other
encounter O'Reilly had reason to re
member.
It so chanced that one day he and
Jacket found themselves In the miser
able rabble which assembled at the
railroad station to Implore alms from
the Incoming passengers of the Habana
train. Few people were traveling these
days, and they were, for the most part
Spanish officers to whom the sight of
starving country people was no nov- |
elty. Now and then, however, there did
nrrlve visitors from whom the spec
tacle of so much wretchedness wrung
a contribution, hence there was »1
ways an expectant throng at the depot.
On this occasion O'Reilly was sur
prised to hear the piteous whines for
charity In the name of God turn sud
deuly Into a subdued but vicious mut
Together they
eoon
wore on he
war hnd ruined him.
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ter of rage. Hisses were Intermingled
with vituperations, then the crowd fell
strangely silent, parting to allow the
passage of u great, thick-set man In the
uniform of a colonel of volunteers The '
fellow was unusually awarthy and he
wore a black scowl upon his face, while
a long puckering scar the full length of
one cheek lifted hls
crooked sneer and left
glimpse of wolfish-teeth.
O'Reilly was at a loss to fathom this
sudden alteration of attitude, the whis
tle of Indrawn breaths and the
oared curses, until Ba heard
mouth Into a
exposed a
whle
I mutter the mime, "Cobo." Then Indeed
he started and stiffened In his tracks.
He tixecf a (US'hinted stare upon the
[ fellow.
t "olonel
! pleased by the reception he created.
\\ 1th his chest arched and his black
eyes gleaming malevolently he swag
gored through the press, clicking his
I fleets noisily upon the stone flags. When
he had gqiie Jacket voiced a vicious
seemed no little
Coho
oath.
"So that Is the butcher of babies!"
exclaimed the boy.
! should enjoy cutting his heart out."
O'Reilly's emotions were not entire
ly unlike those of his small companion.
Hls Ups became dry and white as he
ï tried to speak.
"What a brute! That face— Ugh!
He found himself shaking weakly,
i and discovered that a new and wholly
"Well, now, I
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i unaccountable feeling of discourage
t ment hu( , sett|ed uptiu hlm . H e tried
raanfu „ y tu shnke „ off , but somehow
i falled j or the s|ght of Ro Sa ^ arch
enenlv aud tbt , u)au . s overbearing per
sonaUty had affected him queerly.
Oobo's air of confidence and authority
stemed tü emphuslie O'Reilly's liupo
j tençe auJ bplng lt forclb!y bo , ue to
, dm To thlnk of hls , uslfu , persi . t . u
tlon of Rosa Varonu, moreover, terri
fled hllu The ,,„ xt day he rt . sulntal h i a
hut-tu-but search, but with a listless
ness that came from a firm conviction
that once again he was too lute.
That afternoon found the two friends
anioug the miserable hovels which eu
circled the foot of La Cumbre. about
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the only quarter they had not explored.
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Below lay ban Severluo, the execution
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place above was the site of the old
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» arona home. More than once on hls
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way about the city O Reilly hud lifted
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hls eyes lu the direction of the latter.
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^e'ug a great hunger to revisit the!
see.*-of hls last farewell to Rosa, bu
hr ougl^.fear of the meluncludy effect
It would have uihui him he had thus
far resisted the impulse. Today, how
ever, he could no lunger fight the mor
bid desire aud so. In spile of Jacket's
j protest at the useless expenditure of
effort, he set out to climb the hill. Of
course the boy would uol let him go
. , . .. .
Little was said during the ascent.
T!h? La Cumbre road seemed very loug
=*td very steep. How different the last
tlmH O'Reilly had swung up It ! The
cliB;b had uever beft , re tlreJ hlnl as „
did now. and he reasoned that hunger
m , Ät bave weaken ^ hltu eveu m ore
thaa hr . j acket feU the e xer
üom too; he was short of 5reath aI1(1
ht , rrSIe ^ frta , uentlv O'Reilly saw that
lbe KlV - s bare bro * wu legs hail VI1
bonv rince he had last noticed them,
, nd be felt a sudden pang at having
brought the little fellow Into such a
plight as this
-We U , hombre." he said when they
t0 ra<t ....... afrail . we ca . ua
^ late _ rm frald . ll ked ..
Jacket-nodded listlessly ; hls optl
1°°' W . ti>, KU 'Î K T1, ÇJ' '"t 131 nl1
" 1 V U ,' 1 ha ''c tou udtliem
V re thlS ' Ba d , he ' ", hetl ° ,lelll >
,llue wc thought of getting away from
hpr „
Johnnie was sitting with hls face In
Kl „ . , . t ..... . , . . .
^ 'X' th ° Ut Ufttng h s head he
Inquired : "How are we going to get
away? It Is easy enough to get into
Matanzas, but—" He shrugged hope
lessly.
Jacket brightened at the thought of
escape. "Ho ! I'll bet we can find a
hole somewhere," said he. "We're not
like these others. They haven't the
spirit to try." There was a moment of
silence, and then : "Caramba ! You
remember those Julias we ate? They
were strong, but 1 would enjoy the
smell of one now. Eh? Another week
of this and we shall be living on garb
age like the rest of these poor peo
ple."
* )eea crushed beneath the weight of
"'scty he had beheld ; surely he bad
8een enou 8h. Hourly contact with slck
ne9S nn< * m l 8Ï °Hune on such a gigantic
8Cale was enou eh to chill anyone's
an< l although hls sensibilities
had been dulled, hls apprehensions
^ ad Quickened hour by hour.
Now that he ,0 °ked the matter square
ly ln the face ' 11 8eemed absurd to be
lleve that a tender girl like Rosa Va
rona could Ion K have withstood the
,1£lrdshl P 8 of this hideous place ; strong
er P^P* 6 than sh c had succumbed, by
,he hundred8 - E v »n now the hospitals
were full, the sick lay untended In
, the ' r hovels ' No one - 80 far "■ O'Reilly
" Qew ' ** ad undertaken to estimate how
f<lS * l ^ ey were d y* n t5 or the number of
»f" d whlch hud already ridden out trf
* Iuta " la8 ln those rumbling
bUt th » re wert
W#S there that Rüsa hnd Bot been
am ° Dg the latterî
, As he breasted the summit of La
Oumbre, O'Reilly beheld at some dls
tance 8 bent flgure of want - It was a
negro woman, grubbing In the earth
wtth 8 shar Pcned stick. After a sus
plclous scrutiny of him she resumed
har dl K£l n K
Nothing but a heap of stones and
P laster remained of the Varonu home,
Tbe grounds, once beautiful
Leaving Jacket to take hls time,
Johnnie completed the climb alone,
meditating upon the boy's words. "The
spirit to try!" Where hnd hls spirit
gone^ he wondered. Perhaps It had
wagons.
What chance
many.
... ev ®n when
Degl '' cted a8 In Donna Isabel's time
were now a »eene of total desolation. A
^ ew orn nK e trees, to be sure, remained
,tand ln8. and although they were cool
and green to look at, they carried
frult und the °dor of their blooms
no
n _ was
a trial and a mockery to the hungry
visitor. The evidences of Cueto's van
dalism affected O'Reilly deeply; they
brought him memories more painful
than he had anticipated. Although the
place was well-nigh
unrecognizable.
nevertheless it cried aloud of Uoaa
and the unhappy lover could barely
"ontrol the enuglon* it awakened.
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Indeed a morbid Impulse which
was
had brought him thither, but now that
he was here he could not leave. Un
consciously his feet turned toward the
ancient quarry which had formed the
sunken garden—his and Rosa's tryst
lug place.
O'Reilly desired above all things to
be alone at this moment, and so he was
annoyed to discover that another per
was before him—a woman, evldent
sou
ly some miserable paclflco like himself.
She, too. appeared to be looking for
roots, and he almost stumbled over her
as he brushed through the guava
bushes fringing the depression.
His sudden appearance alarmed the
creature and she struggled, panlc
stricken, out of his path.
Her rags
could not conceal the fact that she was
leformed. that her back was crooked,
-o he muttered a reassuring word to
tier.
" Se norl" Johnnie heard himself ad
j res sed by the hunchbacked woman.
This place was more as he had left
it—there was the stone bench where
be had said good-by to Rosa ; yonder
was the well—
Her voice was thin, tremulous, eager.
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A Woman, Evidently Some Miserable
Paclflco Like Himself.
but hls thoughts were busy and he
paid no heed. "Seuor ! Uo you look
for something—some one—"
"N-no. Yes —" he answered, abstract
1 edly. "Yes, I am louring for sutne
! thing—some one."
"Something you have lost?"
"Something I have lost !" The ques
tion came to him faintly, hut It was so
affected him strangely. He found that
hls eyes were blurring and that an
aching lump had risen into bis throat.
This was the breaking point.
O'Reilly's hearing, too. was going
wrong, for he Imagined that some one
whispered hls name. Ood ! This place
was not dead—It was alive—terribly
alive with memories, voices,
ence unseen yet real. He laid hold of
the nearest bush to steady himself, he
closed hls eyes, only to hear hls
spoken louder.
"O'Rall-ye !"
Johnnie brushed the tears from hls
lashes. He turned, he listened, but
there was no one to be seen,
that Is, except the dusky cripple, who
had straightened herself and was fac
ing him, poised uncertainly. He looked
at her a second time, then the world
began to spin dizzily and he groped hls
He peered again,
closer, for everything before hls
was swimming.
The woman was thin—little more
than a skeleton—and so frail that the
wind appeared to sway her. but her
face, uplifted to the sun, was glorified.
O'Reilly stood rooted, staring at her
until she opened her eyes, then he
voiced a great cry :
"Rosa !"
never knew. . .
tt pr»*
name
no one.
way toward her.
eye»
What more he said he
He took the misshapen figure Into
hls arms, he rained kisses upon the
pinched, discolored face.
But lioHa
did not respond; her puny strength
had flown and she lay Inert In hls
brace, scarcely breathing.
Dazed, doubting, astounded. It was
some time before Johnnie could con
vlnce himself of the reality of this mo
ment, and even then words did not
come to him, for hls mind was In tur
moll. Joy, thanksgiving, compassion_I
a thousand emotions—mingled in
em
ft sort
of delirium, too wild for coherent
thought or speech.
Fear finally brought him
senses, for he became aware that Rosa
had collapsed and that his endearments
left her unthrllled. Quickly he bore
her to the bench and laid her upon It.
After a time she smiled
to hls
up Into hls
eyes and her words were scarcely more
than a murmur:
"Ood heard my prayers aud sent
to me."
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(To Be Continued.)
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