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Show UTAH LEHI FREE PRESS, LEHI. Mistress of Monterey VIRGINIA e STIVERS BARTLETT In Spanish governed California of 1"83 a conflict between Church and State Is represented by two friendly enemies, frail old Fray Junipero Serra. Franciscan missionary, and Dun Pedro Fagei. civil governor. After telling Serra he Is aendmg to Mexico lor his wife and son whom he has not seen lor eight years. Don Pedro refuses his aid toward the founding of the Santa Barbara mission. Serra cherished dream, and the In Mexico City. two part in bitterness. Dona Eulalia. accompanied by her duenna. Angustias, arrives at the embassy In response to a letter from her husband. Don Pedro. Shown a map of Califurnia bv the viceroy, she is told that there she would be queen in her own right. CHAPTER II Continued Z "I suppose," she panted, then took a deep breath and spoke defiantly, coldly, "I suppose I may take my coach to Monterey?" As she left the room the three men looked at one another. "Why did you tell her she might take her coach?" expostulated General de Neve to Rorneu. "Um-m-she might," he answered slowly. The Viceroy was looking at the map. "I have heard," he said, tracing a trail with his finger, "that there are places on the road where scarcely a burro can pick its way." "Right," agreed de Neve. "There are places where she will have to go on foot." m CHAPTER III Father Junipero Serra paced qui- etly along the dusty road, little more than a path, that led from the humble adobe church of San Carlos to a hut where an Indian lay dying. Only an Indian, but Padre Serra wore vestments suitable to the occasion, and bore in his hands the sacred oil. Some time later, the Indian's soul having been commended to Heaven, Father Serra started back to the mission. Horses' hoofs suddenly shook the Two horsemen rode beground. side him as he limped steadily on, murmuring a psalm. They dismounted near him. One, as he dropped on his knees, crossed himself and threw his reins to the other with the same gesture. Padre Serra did not glance at them as they knelt beside the path. But he knew well who they were: Don Pedro Fages, Gobernador-Generof the Califor-niaand his servant were on their knees at the passing of the sacrament. When he had returned sacrament and pyx to the church and divested himself, Pio told him that the was waiting to see him. He sighed deeply. He had seen the Gobernador many times since they had parted so bitterly that autumn evening. But only at mass. They had never exchanged a word since then. As he tied the heavy cord about his robe, his fingers trembled. He prepared himself for the interview with a brief fervent prayer, and went to meet Don Pedro. There was a slight embarrassed silence, then the Governor moved impulsively forward and knelt at the priest's feet. "Your blessing, Father," he begged. "With all my heart!" answered the Franciscan, lifting his hands over the broad shoulders of the kneeling man. Then Fages rose with a deep breath, and a smile. "Well!" he said. "Well?" "Ah, Padre mio, I have news for you! Great news, good news! Your prayers have been answered, and so have mine!" Bor-rome- al o s, Gob-ernad- or "You Even now the cavalcade is on its way, with my Dona Eulalia, and Pedro the Younger, as he is called, for me." Serra rose from his chair and limped to the Governor. "Ah, forgive me, I have not congratulated you on your happiness. How joyful you must be! What a happiness to have your family with you. And when will this cavalcade be arriving?" Fages frowned. "The time will go so slowly I hardly dare compute it. It will be months, of course, nearly a year. But because it is spring now, they will be in Monterey before the old year passes. I am going to meet them!" he said, excitedly pacing back and forth. "Yes, I am going to meet them, and escort them here in safety. I am going at once, Father, for they have by this time departed from Loreto." The priest smiled at his impetuous speech. "I'm sure you should go. You would be too impatient to sit here think! SYNOPSIS mean" "Yes! Your two men of God are arriving, and we shall consider the Mission Santa Barbara. These priests are coming in the train that brings my wife and son to me, and 1 am- -" But the priest heard only the first words, and was stumbling toward a chair to support his trembling frame, murmuring, "Ave Maria Ave Maria!" For a moment his head rolled against the back of the chair, and his eyes at closed. Fages knelt by him, and looked anxiously into his face. "Father, Father, what is it?" he asked as he chafed the worn trembling hands. "It is more than I can bear. Pardon my weakness, your Excellency, but I have spent so many hours in prayer, and I have hoped, and I feared, so about this matter. 6hould have had greater faith. Ah, praise God!" Fages poured wine from a jug on the table and carried it to Serra. They drank, and smiled over the cups. "Yes, they are coming. They are even now on their way. Everything comes to pass in good time, Father." "It is strange you should have to lell me that, my son. I will have to do many penances for my lack of faith, I am afraid." "Ah, no. You are a saint. But again, and pretending to work, Fray Junipero walked to Indizuela and took her by the hand, saying, "Your benefactor, El Gobernador, wishes to speak to you, child." The singing girl walked toward the Governor with grace and poise. "Somehow lighter, somehow taller, than other somehow Indians," he thought as she came the long length of the room. fairer-forme- d She waited for him to speak first, but he only twisted his beard, so she spoke in careful Spanish. "I hope you are well, Senor el Gobernador. I pray God for your good health and deliverance from I thank God daily all infirmities. for your kindness in saving me from death and horror." Fages started at her words. "Someone has taught you to say that! You have learned it word by word. Haven't you?" "Si, Ser.or el Gobernador. Padre Junipero and Dona Maria have taught me." Fages laughed, twinkling his eyes and opening his mouth widely. The other girls and the matron looked at one another. Serra looked at the floor. by in would have been much easier this land." Fages looked thoughtful.Our Lady "Vr,n arp rieht. But to tr.:r.K her sen .mi h,ips rnt of being filled with the m:i worthy I am surry. of human kindness. You have deserved better." Serra raised a hand in protest. "I have received what I have It is mv destiny to irrigate this vice - covered field with my blood." beard uncomFages fingered his I should call that fortably. "Um-m- . cne s destiny a doom. To mingle of "with soil trie blood California! There could be more dooms." "Well," spoke Serra with heartithat consider not will "we ness, I could sing for joy at the now. news you have brought me! My heart's wish, my Mission Santa Barbara! At last, at last!" -d my "Yes, and my Eulalia aI mu I Now at last' young Pedro, go, I am departing early on the morrow, and will not see you apam until I lead that train from faraway Mexico with your two good men of God, into the Royal Presidio of Monterey. And then what plans we shall make for the Mission of Santa Barbara." mm 4m D3f tt-p- K I J tmm mm -- 'WWW SI . ,, l 1 M 11 in eye---- s be is Cur Anxiety o! Forty-eigh- step-by-ste- ... found simplicity and honesty in our lives, a capacity for work, an enjoyment in D. it. F. Maurice. Nature Holds Record Machines have given man speed supremacy on land and in the air. But Nature still holds the speed record for underwater travel. The swordfish, for instance, can swim at the rate of 60 miles' an hour, or nearly four times faster than the fastest submarine. 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Readers wishing a copy its appointed task, but ever de- should send name and address, 25 cents, to Mrs. Spears, ferring that to the future, and enclosing 210 South Desplaines St., Chicago, drawing upon the future for its own troubles, which must be met Illinois. when they come, we should have s. Re-Ena- -- A tear-fille- d Paris 1 1 F Pkr' ' . mus-tachio- cjf) Virginia Stivers Bartlett VTSV Service "Have you, then, so little gratitude that you must have words put into your mouth to thank me for t - .r-aof- c bringing you here from the desert CHAPTER IV of the Colorado where I found you deserted and starving? What say The Lady Eulalia huddled herself you?" The girl looked at the matron-th- en into as small a bundle as she could proceeded along her own lines. on the doubtful seat of the lancha "They would not let me say the which was pulling rapidly away things I think myself, Senor. For I from the unfriendly harbor of San Bias. As the standing oarsmen bent have said you are the most wonderful man in the world. I think you to their long sweeps she could are a god. surely, and that " glimpse between them the low wareon the shore, and the bare "Ai, ai! Indizuela." The matron houses hurried forward, and Father Serra ribs of a ship under construction in lifted a restraining hand. But Fages the shipyard. But her eyes watched, until it was no larger only roared louder. "You are right, Dona Maria, and than a watermelon seed, her comon the shore. Fray Junipero! Don't let her talk fortable coachshesitting looked about her Resolutely about me! A god a hero! Ai, ai, ai! Ho, ho " He stopped breath- in the craft. There sat Angustias, lessly. The girls giggled, and Indi- with her pet Capuchin monkey in zuela sat indifferently down to her her arms, cuddling the shivering little beast to her gaunt breast, her weaving. At last Fages got his breath. eyes as dismal as the monkey's. Pedro the Younger sat beside "After all, Padre Junipero," he her. Soon a huge shadow loomed said, "she is just a child." over them. They looked up. "My son," answered the friar, "I There, with screaming gulls wheelam pleased at your unworldliness. Come with me and see this dove- ing and whirling about her, rose the "Hour Called Serra. cote." He led the Governor through steep sides and high, ungainly poop and wait, as I must do. But I shall the long dormitory where he could of the paquebot San Carlos, somebe here to greet you all when you see little straw pallets beneath times called the Golden Fleece. For a few terrifying moments, Eureturn." barred windows. lalia hung between heaving sea and "Ah, yes, there was something I "Nests where they sleep at night, uncertain sky, wanted to ask. I must have my safe from harm," up the explained the bulging unfriendlyclambering sides of the San house in order and I want to have priest. Carlos to the deck. the little Indian maid, Indizuela, in They went into the kitchen where Immediately, in her stuffy cabin, the house for my wife's servant. Will bowls of mush boiled and began great a suspension of time and facyou see to that?" bubbled, and curious girls watched ulties, broken once, as she Serra's face fell. the process that they might learn it. roused herself toonly ask a question of "What is the matter? Does she Then they passed into the garden. the drear Angustias, wan with worry not do well?" "Now, Pedro Fages," said Serra "Very well, indeed. She has been gravely, "think well on what you over her seasick monkey. "My chests they are safe taught to sew, spin, cook and will have seen. Remember this dove- aboard?" be a good wife for a good soldier. cote where Indian girls are Being reassured that the 50 chests But need I remind you that the In- made into ignorant useful pious women, of raiment, jewels, linens and silks dian neophytes are wards of the where they are kept safe from the were safely stowed, she relapsed Church, and we are responsible for evils of the world. Most of the again into her coma of mareami-ento- , their welfare? We have not deemed girls you have seen so busily enseasickness, and. emerged not it well for the Indian maids to aswould been have gaged, depraved until she was safely on the shores sociate with the with the " animals had it not been for the of Baja California. "With the soldiery, I suppose? teaching we bring them." California! she regardWell, good Father, do not be afraid. "I know," replied the Governor ed the ancientAnxiously mission settlement She will associate with my wife, and thoughtfully. of Loreto, the first outpost of that I assure you she is not a soldier"Do not think they are better mysterious land to which she was like person at all, and will not cor- off as you they are?" inquired Serra summoned. Here was the sorHir). rupt the little one's morals." "Do not think they ness for which she had been you The father protested. "I do not anxiously. pre- are really happier? Think of their pared, but where were the mean that . . ." glories lives as savages! You know as that had been mentioned? "And there will be another womwell as I the frightful, filthy cus"Beautiful California!" an, too. There is the Dona Angus-tiatoms that attend the Indian women sneered. "Lovely California! she1 Ha! She will make that In- at their My home. Ha." Then she smiled gradian maid adhere to the straight I do. Padre." He ciously at the young officer come to "Ugh, indeed and narrow path. She is my wife's put his hand on the other's shoul- escort her to quarters in the a with thin female duena, very der. "You are a wonder worker," rangle. Once within its bare quad- white like a grenadier, a pious he said walls she felt she could abandon respectfully. churchwoman, and a militant vir"Thank you. Oh, I have prayed, herself to all her weakness, her des- gin." son, that the blessed Santa Ma- olation, her fear of this Serra smiled. "Ah, my son, your my strange ria would soften your heart toward country and the dreaded be- humor is dear to me. You are re- her journey If children. poor that iore ner. tsui she discovered some savage sponsible for many a smile that had happened if that could ha- of the million black evil bugs would not otherwise have lightened way of Junipero Serra (TO BE COMIMED) my face, just as you are responsible ppenthe for many a heartache but none of that. Come with me, Don Pedro, Thieves and you shall see Indizuela." Crime, Then They paced slowly together, and Find the Recorded by the Camera stopped before an unpretentious structure, built as all the other misFrom the days of Vidocq, who the camera an innovation sion buildings were built, long and that founded the French national deteclow, with a thatched roof. caused considerable annoyance to "Hola!" called Serra. The chat- tive service under the name of La the ones whose pictures turned out tering and laughter that rollicked Surete Generale, in 1820 now the to be excellent portraits, unconthrough the high barred window ap- adjective is "Nationnle" the scien- sciously and naturally posed. The ertures stopped. A song ceased sud- tific reconstruction of crime as an police record of the case is aid to successful solution has been denly in a singer's throat. Chaillon anH It was the quarters of the young generally practiced, writes a corof the judiciare. recent Iv Indian women, half facetiously respondent in the New York Tirvrs. arrested police two Polish pickpocket called the monjera the nunnery. Both assassin and robber have who had just taken the gold watch The sun shone on the warm red of been forced, whenever possible, to ot a doctor in the tiled floors, and vividly emphasized reproduce in the original environcrowd coming out of the Eto'le bright colors on blankets and cloth ment the maneuvers which caused tion of the Metro. With tne sti which some of the girls were weav- their arrest. When not possible, deof Dr. the tectives themselves have assumed prated, and excellent theft was ing. It shone on sleek have heads raised for a moment from the roles. been placed on file atpictures the Prof... vw fine needlework, and seemed to The underworld of Paris has be- Hire." point out to Fages' eyes a young come so accustomed to these "remouth had constructions" that its most unforgirl, whose P rcl on 'Point" still a fragment of song lingering tunate members take pride in the r a u (.v ve.i to L'p ao n Ireland on the lips. acting nnd even censure the '( "Indizuela!" called a woman's "dined ori of "properties." The "i.ir ' t" for months at voice excitedly. "Girls! Do you not face fraternity," however, consis'-nt ''" fond than see? It is El Gobernador himself! chiefly of pickpockets and sho f ' s W'oi kiv. And Fray Junipero! Rise, all of ers, was thrown into constc-m- ;o i they i! ti rach ''yyr. f'uvor you!" 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