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Show Stitches in Time I Virginia Stivers Barilett Bartltt C Virginia SUvtrs SYNOPSIS foot-stool- In Spanish-governeCalifornia of 1783 a Conflict between Church and State Is represented by two friendly enemies, frail old Fray Junipero Serra. Franciscan mission After telling Serra he la tending to Mexico lor hit wife and son. whom he has not seen lor eight years, he refuses his aid toward founding the Santa Barbara Mission. In Mexico City. Dona Eulalla. accompanied by her duenna. Angustiat, arrives at the embassy In response to a letter from her husband. Don Pedro. She agrees to go to California. Don Pedro sends for Serra. telling mm that two priests are on their way from Mexico with Eulalla and your.g Pedro and that he la leaving to meet them. Fa get en cages a young Indian girl. Indlzueia. as maid for Eulalla. Eulalla sails from San Bias. It la a desolate trip. From the port of .. m I Strain lallas Urea what he is. Your little He whispered in the brown ear. The child dropped on his round belly and wriggled to the lady's feet, turning his head toward the Governor, begging for approval with a black bright eye. "There you are! Put your feet on him, Lady. Do not be afraid. That is what he is for, he has been trained for you, the little savage." Eulalia put one foot, then the other, gingerly on the small round body, then relaxed. "Ah," she laughed, "he is a comfortable Escabellito! This is nice of you, your Excellency. Queens and the mistresses of kings have their little blackmoors, and I have my wee Indian." The Governor bowed low. "Right and fitting, Dona Eulalia." "Ah, my heart, my beautiful-m- ore beautiful than I remembered in my most solitary lonely dreams " Now the casks were broached, the wine and brandy flowed and the feast began. The Governor and Capitan Canete raised to each other "Good man! Brave fellow!" mur mured the Governor. The Capitan smiled quizzically and retired. Uunnc the feast Faces sat where he could see Eulalia. watchine the firelight brighten the little Maja jacket, and wink on the bright but tons. Watched her hands as she ate fastidiously. Then, when venison, antelnne. quail, rabbits, friioles. tortillas, and dried fruits were mere scraps, an .11. 1 E,i. party starts out for the lung overland cuiaua, accusiomea u luxury ana comfort, bitterly regrets having been to come. The two Fray Mariano and Fray Bartolomeo,priests. call on her mi aruuxa ner suspicions as to ineir genuineness. As the cavalcade stops at various missions. Eulalla hears rumors of the of her husband. While Don Pedro plans a great fiesta to welcome his wile. cuiaiia plans ner costume. o CHAPTER VIII ." wine-horn- s Pedro FatTes leaned frnm nut the water of darkening, me uuu or California and raced a few times Up the beach, shouting and beating his chest. Then he dressed carefully, combed his beard ana nair witn his fingers, and went 10 nis tent. the wee Escabellito, Indian, awaited him there, and the two Walked toward thp rnarinu firp Thp fjmoky air was filled with the odors of roasting flesh. Two casks, one of wine, ana one of aguardiente from me Franciscan mission of San Oa briel Arcangel in California Alta, stood ready for the broaching. Don Pedro strolled restlessly about. The bay was now flooded with moonlight, which emphasteed mountains, palms, men and horses in black silhouette. Again he peered Into the tent. A little fire had been built before the entrance and its reflection made the barbaric interior glow like a jewel. When he looked again toward the fire he saw three figures ride slowly toward the camp: a woman, a child and a man. Behind them a long caravan defiled out of the shark-infeste- d o. "Ah," choked the Governor. As he went toward them a thousand confused thoughts, memories, desires raced through his mind. his wife his Eulalia eight years the babe at the mother's breast beautiful Eulalia lonely years beloved, riding to me out of the wilderness I will crawl to your feet kiss your little shoes core of my heart hope of my loneliness-mi- ne to possess soon. "Ah," choked the Governor of California. He made his way with dignity to ward tier, helped her from the saddle, kissed her hand timidly. And said only: "Well! Well, well, well!" There were confused greetings cries, laughter; a milling of people and horses. The Governor found his legs held in a tight grip. He Eu-lali- a, looked down. "Hello! And who is this?" "I am Pedro Fages the Younger. Are you my father? Are you truly? I didn't think I had a father, really. I thought he was like Senor Jesus, or San Francisco, Fages swung the child into his arms and carried him to the fire. He looked into the clear eyes, devoured the brown face, felt the straight little back and limbs, and buried his cheek in the boy's warm or" neck. "1 am your father I am indeed. And you are my chamaco, my lit- tle boy!" Pedro Fages the Younger wriggled in delight. "Then it's all right. Ai, I have so many things to tell you, and ask you. Father. Father! That sounds funny, doesn't it? I've heard other boys say that, but I never could." "Young Pedro, you are bothering your father! And I want to speak to him. Greetings. Don Pedro or snouia i say, your Excellency?" "Dona Angustias! Well, well" And he stooped to kiss the withered virgin's cheek. She giggled and produced her pet, to hold him up proudly tike a child. "Look, sirl Chichi! And he has borne the trip thus far nobly, nobly, I say." "Chichi! My God, the same Chichi?" "Oh, not the same Chichi, there have been several Chichis since the one you saw last, but there is just one, always and the same Chichi!" Fages felt his hand tugged gently, and looked down into the somber eyes of the tiny Indian. He took him by the hand and led him to where Eulalia sat enthroned be- neath a ramada by the fire. "Senora," he said formally, "here is a gift I have brought you all the way from Monterey, a gift which I hope you will appreciate, and use. This is Escabellito." "Escabellito! Little exclaimed the lady. "What a Foot-Stool- !" strange name!" "He has no other. And that is Now the Casks Were Broached and the Feast Began. old leather-jacke- t began plucking music by the roots out of his guitar a guitar that had traveled from the province of Catalonia in Spain, across the Atlantic, across Mexico, and up and down the Californias, Baja and Alta. Voices rose in the beloved songs of the old country, soldiers' songs, gipsies roundelays and haunting Oriental strains that had persisted in Spain since the days of the Moors. Pedro Fages lifted a horn of wine. "I give you a toast, my men! To his Majesty King Carlos the Third of Spain, and to his Royal Spouse!" They drank the toast standing, amid cheers. The Governor refilled his horn. "And I give you Eulalia, the Queen of the Californias!" He drank deeply, then threw the empty horn into the dying fire. Stooping lightly, he lifted Eulalia from the dais, held her aloft a moment, then strode awav with her to the tent. CHAPTER IX Early one morning couriers had dashed into the presidio at San Diego announcing that El Senor fJnh. ernador and his ladv. La Gobernn- dora, were at the very gates of the citadel. Lieutenant Jose de Zuniga, in charge of the presidio, issued orders right and left. There must be royal entertainment prepared, and at once! A dispatch must be sent to good Padre Lasuen at the mission to come and celebrate a thanksgiving for the distinguished travelers; he must bring his Indian musicians. There would be music, dancing; food must be prepared a bull slaughtered. The arms and equipment of the little garrison must be in perfect order. Guns must be made ready for salutes. The women listened to the Commander's orders, nodded themselves and went to work Th Indian servants stared in stupid wonder. Never had thev seen the so hard at work. Such a scrubbing and cleaning, such an aroma of food in the air for Carefully hoarded clothes who could tell when thev could h replaced? were drawn from chests where they reposed from funeral tr. funeral, christening to christening. I VTSV Servics The best silk quilts and bed furnishings were carried to the room set apart for the almost-roya- l When all this was done, and the children cleaned and fixed their dressed, the women-fol's hair; trimmed it, combed it, braided it into queues. Suddenly there was a volley of shots, a prancing of hoofs, shouts and cries, and the caravan came in sight. The people of San Diego pressed forward to see there was El Gobernador Don Pedro himself. his brown eyes twinkling, his mouth stern, riding proudly between his lady and his son. "Ah, his son!" they chattered. "That would be Pedro the Younger of course. A princeling, yes, a princeling. But look vou the ladv La Gobernadora!" La Gobernadora rode into the compound proudly, head high, eyes level. She saw the jolly clamor around the Governor, a respectful intimacy that established at once in her mind the relations of her hus band with these people that he eov- erned. She did not approve of it this backslapping and joking. Aft er all he was the Governor, the King's own representative in this province and should demand and receive more dignified attention. For a moment she looked around her. The adobe stockade was lined with huts that followed the contours of the hills. Living quarters, storehouses, chapel, huddled under the flag of Spain. To the east great mountains, the Cuyamacas and lifted profound white brows into the sunset sky remote, impassable. Prison walls shuddered the lady. To the west the South Sea spread like a carpet of red eold clear tn the setting sun. Into it old Point Loma plowed like the prow of a guest-chambe- k men-folk- r. m m - to tired, and oh, how I want to go bed. Please, Pedro, may I be excused? Will the gentlemen pardon f "it " 4 1 "But but," sputtered the Goverwastnor, "all the ladies have been ing to talk with you." "But I'm so weary, Pedro." "You mustn't disappoint them. Just a few moments, my dear, visit with the ladies." "Ladies!" La Gobernadora flared at him. "Ladies! Soldiers' "Eulalia!" ..." low-ceile- d Pal-oma- . "... ... . ... . ii. h, . (IV - ( . ir If. i 1 U if I v UF. CQST1SIF.D) m w It uT yuTMri I 1323 3 Id STITCH in time goes a long ay toward making your days brighter and your burdens lighter when the bustling, busy days of Spring roll 'round. 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Perhaps you had vniw ratira nnii Rut tnmnrrow you must see them. You will make them some little eifts. vou must be kind, cordial to them." "I must?" She was trembling. "You must. Those are my or- ders. The orders of the Governor of the Californias, eh, my little Gobernadora? Run along to bed." He beckoned to Angustias who left her gossip reluctantly. Eulalia bit her lips to control their trembling and strained her eyes to keep back a rush of tears. "Oh, oh! How could he . . . how A Dios mio . dare he . nausea gripped her. The r, room, close with smoke and tobacco and fumes of wine, swam before her. Her limbs quaked, and her hands were clammy, but she rose grandly from her chair. The com- pany sprang to their feet. "Viva la Gobernadora!" toasted . the men. She managed a graceful bow, and ship. So this was California Alta and left the room, Angustias in her nere was she. at last. wake, eying her anxiously. The women gathered in corners Fray Mariano and Fray were being led away, after a and whispered, then slipped away, joyxui greeting irom Padre Lasuen, leaving the men to their talk. to their quarters. They too looked Don Pedro watched his wife deaDoui mem doubtfully. with a slight frown, and a part, "So this is California Alta!" whis doubtful unhappy feeling in his pered Fray Mariano. "What next?" heart. Then he strode to the table "Sh-h!- " warned his hrnthor and himself another cup of Padre Lasuen overtook them. They wine.poured wuiAeu Desiae mm, hands clasped "By heaven!" he roared, "you c v,,;- piously- over their stnmar-hut(,u San Diegans make the best wine I eyes cast downward. ever drank! Look at it, clear, sparAfter a thanks ruby-red- ! And how it warms kling, the chapel, there was a feast a man's heart after a long weariin the Quarters nf th merry T.;0, some I tell you, my friends, Zuniga that night. The food was there journey. is no vintage to match it in good, wine flowed snrf tho Tninr, Italy, or Mexico, or Mother Spain irom the Mission San niWn Ho ai. herself!" He raised his rla "Tn cala made amazing music. wine of California! And to Caliiuiaiia was dazed, tired, a little the fornia herself!" ill. But the Gnvprnnp i fi "Viva! Viva! Viva!" lettle. Over and over ho fr,u "A moment, mv brothers hof the long journey north, relating we proceed . . ." All turnpH tm.rri news of this one and of that, prais- the speaker. It was the newly aring La Goberna - w i n l i: ni l fortitude. Every one hung on his rived Franciscan, Fray Mariano Ru-b- i. I am a- npwmmor horn words, laughed at his sallies, enlaic . that is to sav. I havo haa couraged him to talk; occasionally sent here . . . among vou. as a they would address her gallantly, I I want to Dronnsp a tnert am but she was unresponsive. also. I . . . say, a toast to CaliShe wanted to retire. her grapes . . where was she? Talking Angustiasin fornia her wine . ." He turned to his hmtu. a corner with the fat wife amiably of the ser- friar who had risen beside him and geant. They were chatting conf- taken his arm. identially, laughing, whispering with "What was I . . . about to arched eyebrows. Even Pedro the say . . eh, mi veijo?" he asked. Younger, and the little Indian EsPadre Lasuen was watnhm u; cabellito, were busy friend-makinwith dawning horror in his fine nlH Eulalia could hear their voices eyes. screaming and laughing at v "Come, come, mv Brother some game. Bartolome murmured thirkiv Every one was gay but she. She ing wildly around at the company couldn't bear it. "Your Excellency!" she called "Come . . . you must rest . He is tired," he explained. "I shall" put peremptorily to her husband. him to bed. I have nftpn He came to her. I mean I must assist him to his de"Well, my dear, he said jovially votions . . pardon us, " isn t this fine! Ah tho LinJ please two tottered hearts of my people my friends! The Mariano still trying to LAin i mey warm your heart?" He the toast he had composed.remember was flushed with wine. f;ji.. J "Pedro," Eulalia said warning!', "be careful. You are so full of wine you need no more warming. But I am not warm. I am cold, and CHAUNCIY W. WIST, Monos" of |