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Show r V '. 1 t i" L 111 '" mmirnmmmm -- 'lalMfaiilllhMHkMMIk igaMMaillaaMaiailalliMMMaatoaaaMgHIIIBHaMiMMMHiaM UTAH THE SMITIIFIELD SENTINEL. SM1THFIELD. l Mistress of Monterey Virginia Sttvarg Bartlett WKUSarvlM VIRGINIA STIVERS BARTLETT CIIAPTEK XVI Continued 1- JSo, amid great grumblings from Angustiaa, whose pet Chichi had developed a dangerous cold from the fogs and sea air of Monterey, the gubernatorial party embarked on the San Antonio for the Mission and Presidio of San Francisco. Angustias had at last settled herself in some comfort in the Governor's palace, and had, she confided to the Gober-nadorjust got the cramps out of her bones from the long journey she had made, when she must needs pack and move on again. As she fussed over the little trunk that held the layette, she scolded, A rolling atone gathers no moss." Eulalia laughed. "And a dog that stays at home never finds any bones!" she countered. The San Antonio was drifting between Points Loboa and Bonita that guard the gates of the great Bay of San Francisco. It was sunset, and as the Governor stood on the bridge of the clumsy ship, he looked west into the sky, all vivid with color, where islands called the Farralones could be seen rising dimly above the woter. When she landed at San Francisco, leaning heavily on the Governor, all the people of the presidio and mission were there to greet Eulalia. But her pride and pleasure in the royal greeting were interrupted by a feeling of great uneasiness, followed by acute discomfort. The Governor, busy greeting his old friends, was just shaking hands with the genial Fray Palou when he felt his lady's fingers clutch a, "A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss." him convulsively. He looked into i:cr face. It was ivory white, with wide-tariblack eyes, and white drawn mouth. Eulalia. Eulalia . . .' fciiio . . . Oh. merciful God," chc whispered. A day later Kray Palou, with a pleased expression on his kindly face, drew toward him the great Register of the Mission Dolores at San Francisco, and inscribed in his fine scholarly hand, that was to record so many priceless records for the annals of California, these r. words: Bom, on August the Third, 1784, to Dona Eulalia Celis de Pages, wife of Don Pedro Fages, of the Californias. a daughter." Some ten days later the young daughter of the Governor, his little flower as he called her. was christened with as much pomp as was Goberna-dor-Gener- al possible in the shabby little mission church. Fray Palou proudly pointed out, however, the cornerstone already laid for a new temple to be erected. Then the party returned gaily to the mansion of the Commandante of the Presidio of San Francisco, Don Jose Moraga, and his wife, Maria del Pilar de Leon y Barcelo, who were the padrino and padrina of the baby. '""X -- cloth and sighed with pleasure. She was free, strong. She could accomplish anything now I During the festivities an Indian servant announced that a messenger had arrived frem Monterey to speak to Fray Palou. In a moment the shivering soaked boy came into the warm room, and handed the friar a letter. After obtaining permission to read it, the missionary bent close to a candle and read the words of his brother, Junipero Serra, his heart saddening more and more until he read the last lines that Serra had penned in his dark hour: "Good Padre Palou, come and assist me to die! Fray Palou covered his eyes with his hands a moment, then turned a white face toward the company. The Governor rose slowly to his feet, his face drawn. "Father," he said harshly, what is it?" Without a word the priest pointed out the last words in the message. Fages read them, and without hesitating spoke decisively. Come, Father. Let us go at once. I am ready. There are horses for us, Don Jose? We are going to Carmelo. Junipero Serra ia dying. There waa perfect silence for a moment. Outside the wind sighed s, and moaned, and circling, screamed as they made their evening flight to aeries among the rocks and crags that overhung the sea. someone whispered, Dying Junipero Serra dying . . ." There were sighs and exclamations all around the table. "It does not seem possible, exclaimed the Commandante. "But here is the letter, in his own hand, He replied Fages. turned to the messenger. Was there no word for me?" he asked. The boy shook his head. Fages tugged at his beard, his head bent. He looked up abruptly. You will pardon me if I leave, Don Jose," he said, but you see I must. Father Palou, I will be ready in a moment. I must change these fiesta clothes for my old leathers. And you, Don Jose, will you see that horses, servants and food are ready for us?" The Commandante hesitated. Of course I will excuse you. But but does your Excellency think it is necessary to leave" he stole a glance at La Gobernadora "just now?" By heaven, yes! Nothing on earth could keep me from going to Junipero Serra. Father, are you ready?" The priest had been standing silently, his beads moving between his fingers. Ready, your Excellency. Ready and anxious. The guests had left their places at the table and were gathered about the letter which Fray Palou had received, leaving La Goberna dora sitting alone, like a ruby madonna with her child in her arms. The Governor started to leave the room. Then he stopped suddenly before his wife and stared at her as though he had forgotten her existence. Eulalia . . faltered. She turned her face upward toward him, and clasped the child closer to her. She did not speak. "Eulalia . . . you see I must go." Everyone was looking at them, arrested by the sudden change in the Governor's manner. I do not see it, she said coldly. You shall not go. "I am going." Still he stood, though she had not detained him even by a gesture. The guests began moving in a shocked silence out of the room. Eulalia saw Fray Palou going as though to join them. She looked at him. . "Do not go, please. Padre. There is nothing we have to say that you may not hear. The priest bowed silently. "You shall not go. You will stay here with me, where you should be." "I should be with Junipero Sersea-gull- ..." .he ra." No. 1 am your wife, flesh of your flesh. I have suffered for you. I have borne you children. I have traveled over a dangerous country that even strong men dread to face to be by your side. And now you are not going to leave me. Fages tugged at his beard. You do not understand a love between men. I must go." "No, I do not understand such love. But if it separates you from me at this time, I do not want to understand it I despise it." Her voice began rising from its icy, controlled inflections. The arms that pressed her baby to her, trembled. "What is Junipero Serra to you, that you should leave me, with your new-bor- n child in my arms, still weak and ill from my travail? What is he anyway but a mad old fanatic? Love!" she laughed contemptuously. "Love! All I have ever heard between you is quarreling and bitterness. Junipero Serra hates and despises you in his heart, as you do There was a christening feast, with Don Jose as the host. Dona Maria del Pilar had dug out her dearest treasures to grace the board; the adobe room was a strange background for the rich linen and silver, the sparkling glass and china. Outside the wind blew great sheets of fog on the pitiful settlement, clinging so precariously over the gray waters of the bay. The rain poured ceaselessly, doing still greater damage to the little houses, and the wall around the presidio which had already, earlier in die year, been partly destroyed by a severe storm. But in the humble mansion all was gay, and La Gobernadora looked a very queen indeed in her wine red velvet and rubies as she sat beside her husband, her eyes brighter than the candles. And gracefully slim. She ran her hands himl" ' ever her body beneath the table Stung by the words she hurled at - Easy Dress For You to Crochet ire's an simple mesh with puff stitch dots is quickly and easily crocheted into this charming dress. Use mercerized cotton in fresh 1858 conSpring colors. Pattern tains directions for making the dress in sizes 4 to 8 (all given in A CLASSIFIED! 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I promised that I would comfort them all so they might not do anything unseemly, but in spite of all this and of the sentinels at night they cut off bits of the habit lint served as a shroud and much Patter? 1658 "I do." of foe hair from his tonsure . . . of it The Governor shrugged his shoulThe following day which was one pattern); an illustration material all stitches of and used; ders and moved toward the door. requirements; photograph of deBe that as it may." He turned tail of stitch. again to the door, and this time walked out without a word. Send 15 cents in stamps or coins Hours later Eulalia awoke to see ilcoins preferred) for this pattern the Governor standing beside her. to The Sewing Circle, Needlecraft His leather jacket was running rivuDepartment, 82 Eighth Ave., New lets. His eyes burned out from a York, N. Y. wet face, Please write your jiame, adFor a moment she looked up at and pattern number plainly dress him in surprise, then she put a hand toward him. Ai, my Pedro," she cooed. "You Elevator Fee did not gol Oh, my love, I am so houses, hotels Many apartment happy. Look at your little flower. and office buildings in European She pulled the coverlet away and countries charge their elevator disclosed the child asleep, its tiny passengers for riding both up and mouth still pressed to her breast. down, the fee averaging about Still he did not speak, nor make a three cents in American money move toward her. The love that or a round trip. Colliers Weekly. she pleaded for from his eyes did not kindle. There was only bitterness in his face. Eulalia grew afraid. "You . . . you are not ICHEV going?" she whispered pitifully. I started. But I came back," he said shortly. Ah, my lover. Again she reached toward him. But Pedro Fages made a slight exclamation of grief, bitterness, revulsion against the woman who held him, and left her room to wander along the bleak cliffs in the rain. him, Pedro Fages took a step toward her, his hand raised. She stared up at him without flinching. The baby began to whimper softly, and nuzzle the red velvet of her bodice. Fray Palou moved forward quickly, but the Governor only laid his hand gently on his wife's shoulder. You do not understand, my dear. If you did you would see how necessary it is to my honor, my position, my very life that I go to Junipero Serra now. You will not make it any harder for me? Be a brave soldiers woman! Her face did not change. If you go, I shall never live with you as wife again. Pedro Fages looked into the shadowed eyes burning so bitterly into his. You do not mean that. Fray CHAPTER XVII Palou Read the Carefully. ROLLS DEVELOPED wt(ht BBlargeBiftBu. orprinuadotblt yor eboitw of U prints wIUkmm oalorgommtB Ke eola. ItopriDU Dek Texas Rangers The Texas Rangers constitute a division of the department of public safety of Texas and appoint menta are made by the public safety commission, upon the recommendation of the director. Only citizens of the state of Texas can be appointed members of the Texas Ranger force. There are only 30 men employed on the force and they are veteran peace officers. f Jl New fron tha EASY WAYwith 1 Coleman H LATINS ing with I IM tba Instant-Lightin- g Coleman. lt" a wonderful tima and labor mm. Saait at your dealer's. WRITEI Bend poet-car- d for free folder and full details. Addraw Dipt VHH THI COLEMAN LAMP AND STOVE CO. Words I said mass for the Sunday In the afternoon body present the burial took place with all solemnity. The procession went by way of the Plaza, making four stops aiu staging at each response. The soldiers carried the body, the rest going with tapers in their hands.' When we arrived at the Church we sang lauds with all the ceremony of the ritual of the Order. All were eager to honor the deceased . . . Although I was forgetful of the fact that I had been asked for some mementoes of the deceased father which they said they wanted as relics, they did not forget. On the contrary they importuned me to such an extent that I was forced to give up his tunic which I told them they must make up into scapulars an bring them to me together with their cords. They did this, and when I distributed them, I explained they were scapular and girdle iff Our Father San Francisco in return for which they should pray for the soul of the dead father. In this way I ra. satisfied the eager worshipers Fray Palou read the words care- and interceded for the soul of the fully after he had written them, then dead father if, indeed, he needs our continued with a deep sigh. prayers and petitions. As soon as the news was made Francisco Palou read the letter public, it spread through all the that he had written, added a few town, everybody mourning the death formal phrases, and ended the mesof their dear father. Everybody sage: crowded to see him, and it was necYour Reverence's most humble essary to close the gate in order to servant, and the humblest of your place him in the coffin he himself brothers, had ordered made. As soon as he Fr. Francisco Palou." died his body was placed in it, tak- (TO BE CONTINUED) Miniature Ocean, Artificial Sea Water, Controlled Tide, Used to Test Concrete ot e One Uay Heiwlee a ... ... Fray Francisco Palou sat heavily down in the aliso wood chair the Indians had made for Junipero Serra: the same armchair in which the father had sat to write his farewell letters. Fray Palou's fingers reached for the same quill and, leaning his arms where the missionarys arms had so often rested on the crude table, gave himself up to thought. For a long while he sat silently, listening to the darting swallows as they flew around the eaves of the tiny cell. Then he took a deep breath, and shaking his head sadly, dipped the quill into the ink and began writing: Mision San Carlos. September Seventh, 1784. Hail Jesus Mary and Joseph! "Very Reverend Father Guardian, Fray Juan Sancho: On the twenty-eight- h of August just passed God was pleased to take to eternity the soul of my ever loved and honored father, the Father President, Fray Junipero Ser- fl A miniature ocean with artificial sea water and electrically controlled tides Is an important part of the equipment in a research laboratory in Chicago as a means of studying the effects of continuous exposure of concrete to sea water. The apparatus includes two tanks of concrete filled with water of the same chemical composition as sea water, except that it is four times as concentrated. Electric pumps circulate the water and give the effect of tides. Every twenty-four hours it's high tide in one tank and low tide in the other. The rise and fall is one foot. Small reinforced concrete piles of varying quality are placed in the tanks and daily observations made of their behavior. 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