Show I 5 r h 9 z Fi I 1 r f F a v 1 r I I r r r J I f i cPS r PS r S + S LI l S y r s l 0 0 0 S 2 S 0 A Cuban Rhapsody There was a clatter of horses hoofs and the advance guard of the Spanish troops came up covered with foam and dust General Weyler with his iron features relaxing a trifle stepped out upon the porch of the headquarters to greet them The leader of the horsemen a big finelooking young man whose long black moustache gave his face a warlike war-like cast not at all softened by the torn and battered condition of his uniform uni-form bowed his plumed head till his high cap almost swept the dust of the veranda General Weyler took no heed of the salute Quick man Speakdid you win the object of your foray Have you brought the precious prize to me The soldier bowed again and waved his hand An orderly came forward staggering under the weight of a huge I military chest General Weyler with a low glad cry of joy twisted open I the cover before the ready hands of the orderly could perform the service The great Spaniard delved into the contents of the chest with eager haste and the trooper stood around smiling triumphantly tri-umphantly and with a conscious sense of duty well done It was a hard struggle general ventured the young troop leader but we won them from the Insurgents atlas I at-las General Weyler withdrew Ms hands from the chest and gazed fixedly upon their contents for a moment Then his I face grew black as night Away with him thundered the great commander To the depths of j Morro castle with the traitor He has deceived me He has wrecked the cause I of Spain Deceived you cried the young trooper with pallid lips How oh my general h I Weylers face was that of a demon Yes traitordeceived me he reiterated re-iterated These spoons are plated And that night the pale corse pierced with bullets lay beneath the white light of the Cuban moon A NEAT SPRING FFFFCT HrN r b rA 1f cpr r r t r t r dpi i l I r I r Y Cl I rff44r41ra s 9 iii Z V t = Et v 4 a 1 tr 1 4 I TOUCH OF MANNISHNESS |