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Show THE SMITIIFIELD SENTINEL, SMITIIFIEID. UTAH 0 Virginia Silvan Bartlatt Virginia Stivers Bartlett SYNOPSIS The best silk quilts and bed furnishings were carried to the room set r. apart for the almost-royWhen all this was done, and the children cleaned and dressed, the women-fol- k fixed their men-folk- 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 I" they chattered. 'That would be Pedro the Younger of course. A princeling, yes, a princeling. But look you the lady 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 husband with these people that he governed. She did not approve of it this backslapping and joking. After all he was the Governor, the. Kings 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 r, 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 gold clear to the setting sun. Into it old Point Loma plowed like the prow of a ship. So this was California Alta and here was she, at last Fray Mariano and Fray Bartolo-m- e were being led away, after a joyful greeting from Padre Lasuen, to their quarters. They too looked about them doubtfully. So this is California Altai whispered Fray Mariano. What next? Sh-hwarned his brother as Padre Lasuen overtook them. They walked beside him, hands clasped piously over their stomachs, their eyes cast downward. After a thanksgiving service in the chapel, there was a merry feast in the quarters of the Lieutenant Zuniga that night. The food was good, wine flowed and the Indians from the Mission San Diego de Alcala made amazing music. Eulalia was dazed, tired, a little ill. But the Governor was in fine fettle. Over and over he told of the long journey north, relating news of this one and of that, praisNow the Casks Were Broached ing La Gobemadoras courage and and the Feast Began. fortitude. Every one hung on his old leather-jackbegan plucking words, laughed at his sallies, enmusic by the roots out of his guitar couraged him to talk; occasionally a guitar that had traveled from they would address her gallantly, the province of Catalonia in Spain, but she was unresponsive. across the Atlantic, across Mexico, She wanted to retire. Angustias, and up and down the Califomias, where was she? Talking amiably in Baja and Alta. Voices rose in the a corner with the fat wife of the serbeloved songs of the old country, geant They were chatting confisoldiers' songs, gipsies roundelays dentially, laughing, whispering with and haunting Oriental strains that arched eyebrows. Even Pedro the had persisted in Spain since the Younger, and the little Indian Escabellito, were busy friend-makindays of the Moors. Pedro Fages lifted a horn of wine Eulalia could hear their voices I give you a toast, my men! To screaming and laughing at his Majesty King Carlos the Third of some game. Spain, and to his Royal Spouse! Every one was gay but she. She They drank the toast standing, couldn't bear it. she called "Your Excellency! amid cheers. The Governor refilled his horn. peremptorily to her husband. And I give you Eulalia, the lie came to her. Well, my dear, he said jovially, Queen of the Californias! lie drank deeply, then threw the isnt this fine! Ah, the kind friendly hearts of my people my friends! empty horn into the dying fire. Stooping lightly, he lifted Eulalia Don't they warm your heart? He from the dais, held her aloft a was flushed with wine. moment, then strode away with her to the tent. foot-stoo- California of 1783 a In Spanish-governe- d conflict between Church and State la repre-fente- d two friendly enemies, frail old by Berra, Franclaean missionFray Junlpero Pedro Fages. civil governor. ary and Don After telling Berra he la Bending to Mexico whom aon. ha haa not aeen and wife hla (or for eight yeara, he refuaea hla aid toward In founding the Santa Barbara Million. Mexico City, Dona Eulalia, accompanied by her duenna, Anguatlaa, arrive what he is. Your little l. 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 Gover-no- r, begging for with a black bright eye. approval 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 tout, then the oth-- 'i gingerly on the small round body, then relaxed. Ah, she laughed, lie 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 m 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 wine-horto each other. Good man! Brave fellow!" murmured the Governor. The Capitan smiled quizzically and retired. During the feast Fages sat where he could see Eulalia, watching the firelight brighten the little Maja jacket, and wink on the bright buttons. Watched her hands as she ate fastidiously. Then, when venison, antelope, quail, rabbits, frijoles, tortillas, and dried fruits were mere scraps, an WNU at the em- bassy In responae to a letter from her husband. Don Pedro. She agrees to go to California. Don Pedro eenda for Serra, telling him that two priests are on their way from Mexico with Eulalia and young Pedro and that ha la leaving to meet them. Pages engages a young Indian girl, Indizuela, as maid for Eulalia. Eulplia sails from Ban Bias. It la a desolate trip. Prum the port of Loreto, a large cavalcade loaded with Eulalia's party atarta out for the long overland trip. Eulalia, accustomed . to luxury and comfort, bitterly regrets having been persuaded to come. The two priests. Fray Mariano end Fray Bartolomeo, call on her and arouse her suspicions as to their genuineness. As the cavalcade stops at various missions. Eulalia hears rumors of the approach of her husband. While Don Pedro plans a great fiesta to welcome his wile, Eulalia plans her costume. CHAPTER TUI Pedro Pages leaped from out the water of darkening, shark-infeste- d the Gulf of California and raced a few times up the beach, shouting and beating his chest. Then he dressed carefully, combed his beard and hair with his fingers, and went to his tent. the wee Indian, Escabellito, awaited him there, and the two walked toward the roaring fire. The smoky air was filled with the odors of roasting flesh. Two casks, one of wine, and one of aguardiente from the Franciscan mission of San Gabriel Arcangel in California Alta, stood ready for the broaching. . Pedro strolled restlessly about. The bay was now flooded with moonlight, which emphasized 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 Don ar-roy- o. choked the Governor. As he went toward them a thousand confused thoughts, memories, desires raced through his mind. Eulalia, his wife his Eulalia eight years the babe at the mothers breast beautiful Eulalia lonely years beloved, riding tP me out of the wilderness I will crawl to your feet kiss your little shoes core of my heart hope of my loneliness mine to possess soon, "Ah, choked the Governor of CalAh, al guest-chambe- Pal-oma- !" ifornia. He made his way with dignity toward her, 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 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, or 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 boys warm neck. I am your father I am indeed. And you are my chamaco, my little boyl Pedro Fagea the Younger wriggled in delight. Then its all right. Al, I have so many things to tell you, and nsk CHAPTER IX you, Father. Father I That sounds funny, doesnt it? Ive heard other Early one morning couriers had By say that, but I never could. dashed into the presidio at San DiYoung Pedro, you are botherthat El Senor Gobing your father I And I want to speak ego announcing to him. Greetings, Don Pedro or ernador and his lady. La Gobernadora. were at the very gates of the should I any, your Excellency? citadel. Dona Angustias! Well, well Lieutenant Jose de Zuniga. In And he stooped to kiss the withof the presidio, issued orders ered virgins check. She giggled and chargeand left. There must be royal right produced her pet, to hold him up entertainment prepared, and at Proudly like a child. "Look, sir! oncet A dispatch must be sent to Chichi! And he has borne the trip good Padre Lasuen at the mission thus far nobly, nobly, I say. to come and celebrate a thanksgivChichi! My God, the same Chiing for the distinguished travelers; chi? he must bring his Indian musicians. Oh, not the same Chichi, there There would be music, dancing; a bull have been several Chichia since the food must be prepared and 0,16 you saw arms equipThe last, but there is just slaughtered. ne. always and the same Chlchll ment of the little garrison must be agca felt his hand tugged gen-Jin perfect order. Guns must be and looked down into the som-- , made ready for salutes. ' of the tiny Indian. lie The women listened to the Comhim by the hand and led him to mander's orders, nodded among where Eulalia sat enthroned be-"J- themselves and went to work. The a ramnda by the fire. Indian servants stared in stupid wonSvwra," he said formally, 'here der. Never had they seen the gente I have brought you all the so hard at work. Such a scrubbing such an aroma of food ay from Monterey, a gift which I and denning, y . will appreciate, and use. in the air I tor Tins is Escabellito. Carefully hoarded clothes Escabciiitoi Little Footstool! who could tell when they could be chests nwlaimcd the What a replaced? were drawn from lady. ""Re name!" where they reposed from funeral to tie has no other. And that is funeral, christening to christening et y. th g. Servlet Pedro, Eulalia said warningly, be careful. You are so full of wine you need no more warming. But I am not warm. I am cold, and tired, and oh, how I want to go to bed. Please, Pedro, may I be excused? Will the gentlemen pardon me? But but, sputtered the Governor, all the ladies have been waiting to talk with you." But I'm so weary, Pedro. You mustnt disappoint them. Just a few moments, my dear, visit with the. ladies. Ladies!" La Gobernadora flared at him. Ladies I Soldiers women. Eulalial" Camp followers Eulalia, hush! Stop this at once. His mouth tightened. I will not permit you to speak this way, he went on in a low tone. You are tired, I know. Perhaps you had better retire now. But tomorrow you must see them. You will make them some little gifts, you must be kind, cordial to them. I must? She was trembling. You must. Those are my orders. The orders of the Governor of the Califomias, 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 dare he . . . Dios mio nausea gripped her. The 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 company sprang to their feet. Viva la Gobernadora! toasted the men. She managed a graceful bow, and left the room, Angustias in her wake, eying her anxiously. The women gathered in corners and whispered, then slipped away, leaving the men to their talk. Don Pedro watched his wife depart, with a slight frown, and a I I F YOU want to be all set for a 1 full and gay Spring, have these three dresses in your wardrobe. Something for morning, something for street and a lovely frock for afternoon parties. All three are easy to make. And you can have the complete group for a fraction of what you would usually spend, if you make them at home. ... low-ceil- ed doubtful unhappy feeling in . Shirtwaist Style. Trim and tailored, this is the favorite silhouette for Spring. The skirt with kick pleat back and front la fun to wear, very comfortable for walking and going about your daily work. Note the yoke top and inverted pleat in back of bodice to permit perfect freedom. 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I tell you, my friends, there is no vintage to match it hi Italy, or Mexico, or Mother Spain He raised his glass. To herself the wine of California! And to Calid! 1 fornia herself! Viva! Viva! Viva!" A moment, my brothers, before All turned toward we proceed the speaker. It was the newly ar- ... ... rived Franciscan, Fray Mariano Ru-b-L I am a newcomer here . . . that is to say, I have been sent here . . . among you, as a . . . I want to propose a toast, I am also. I . . . say, a toast to California . . . her grapes . . . her He turned to his brother wine . . friar who had risen beside him and taken his arm. What was I . . . about to say eh, mi veijo? he asked. Padre Lasuen was watching him with dawning horror in his fine old ... ... eyes. "Come, come, my Brother, Fray Bartolome murmured thickly, looking wildly around at the company. He Come . . . you must rest I shall put is tired. he explained, him to bed. I have often done so. 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