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"Tomorrow night," he sibilated, at the labora"on the beach tory camp. If it is clear we will be making some last observations of I will be waiting for the stars you. 1 will manage it even if it is I will wait. Can you not clear disguise yourself?" She caressed his shoulder with a feline gesture that made him shiver. "Fear not! I will be there, prepared, starlight or fog!" The Indian games and dancing were over, but the program Fray Lasuen had planned for the guests was to continue with some of the old Spanish dances, and another group began tripping to the music of some guitars and a flageolet. One figure stood out among them. Indizuela scorned the Indian dances of her people, but had taken pains to learn those of the Spaniards, and while her face showed stolid and indifferent as she danced, her slim body was alive and graceful, supple as a sapling. The others stopped dancing to admire her, and she stood alone. When she had finished there was a burst of applause led by the Governor. "Ole!" he called. "Bravo, nina! Viva la nina de los ojos negros! Viva lo morena!" With a gallant gesture he threw his hat at her feet. She picked it up gravely, and after a slight hesitation put it on her head, did another impromptu pirouette, and stood with her hands provocatively on her hips. The Governor half rose to go to her and claim the sombrero with an embrace as was the custom. But La Gobcrnadora, who was staring at the performance with set jaw and disapproving eyes, clutched him before he could rise. "Sit down!" she commanded. "Do not make a scene of yourself. Well done, moza," she called in a high voice, with a chill smile. "Well done, indeed." The Governor subsided automatically before he could protest, and the Indian girl, her face asmolder, carried the hat to him, presenting it with a contemptuous gesture. La Perouse rose and stretched himself delightedly. "Magnifique!" he shouted across the space to Fray Lasuen, who was moving toward them with a pleased smile. "One of the most interesting performances I have ever seen! These Indians, whom I had thought so crude, so stupid, can really do things, can they not?" "Ah, Senor el Conde," replied the priest, "you must not underestimate my poor children. Perhaps you would like to come through the establishment again, and see what they have done?" he invited eagerly. La Perouse protested hastily. "Non, non, mon pere. I have already carefully examined the Mission San Carlos, you will remember, and have made notes about it all, and about you. Perhaps all Europe will some day read of this little place, and of your good works! Now, I am leaving you a souvenir of our visit. It is a mill, a hand mill upon which to grind barley. Thereby one woman can do the work of many, instead of grinding the meal by hand on stones as I have seen them do here. I will have it sent over tomorrow." Lasuen began an exclamation of "And I pleasure and gratitude. am leaving something else, aussi, something for you, and for my host, his Excellency, the Gouverneur. Perhaps I am being presumptuous in thinking there is anything you need in this California, and I have been wondering what it could be that I might leave as a gift, and to insure the fact that you, perhaps, will not forget your French broth- ... ... ers." He paused and looked about him, beaming. "It is two sacks of potatoes," he announced. "I noticed that you have none, either that you have planted or that grow wild. And these we have brought from South America. So I will leave one sack with you, Pere Lasuen, for your mission garden, and one for you, Monsieur le Gouverneur, for that garden of yours of which you are so justly proud!" After the Governor and his party had ridden away from the mission, when the Indians had retired for the night, Fray Lasuen sat in his cell and wrote carefully in his jour- nal: "This has been indeed a day of historical importance. This day the potato has been introduced into CHAPTER XXI in his arms, and tossed her into his own saddle, swung himself up behind her and said, "I think I will have you ride with me, chiquita, like a little peasant girl, tired and sleepy, from the fair. Que no?" Eulalia tried to sit bolt upright to express her outraged dignity, but Don Pedro only pulled her closer and there was nothing to do but lean against him, in the circle of his arm, and be quiet. On they rode, silent under the thick bestars, with neath the horses' hoofs, and startled night birds rustling among the trees at the disturbance. From some of the riders came bursts of song, the twanging of a guitar. The horse ambled quietly, for no one seemed in a hurry to break the spell of the night. Eulalia abandoned her dignity, nodded and dozed. La Perouse and Fages talked in low tones. They spoke of La departure, and a little wistfully of his visit in California. The Frenchman had fallen under the spell of the country so beloved of Pedro Fages, and would leave regretfully, he told his host. And the Governor had found a warm friend in the genial little Frenchman, with his quaint Spanish, learned in the mountains of his native South of France among the Basques. He pine-needle- s Pe-rous- of the Governor were mounting their horses to return from the fiesta at Mission Carmelo, Dagelet stooped for foot to assist her into her saddle. Suddenly he was jostled aside by Don Pedro, who, in sign language, made known to the young Frenchman that he would take care of the lady. Then, to Eulalia's surprise, instead of seating her oc her horse, he took her Eu-lali- good-natured- ly " c'in Hnwn 10 the conher face covered by a escape She might rebozo. cealing was unnoticed, for Pedro Fages as a of loads provisions sending farewell present to his friends the IndiFrench explorers, and many service. into were ans being pressed hopped She giggled excitedly, from the chest, opened it and garnas she could ering as many things then tied piled them into a heap, them m a blanket. She tried to lilt the bundle, but could not budge it from the floor. Sighing impatientheavier ly she began discarding that things, and at last had a weight she could lift. She wept again as she discarded velthe lovely gowns of brocade, was . vet, satin and lace. Eloping not so easy, after all. She had dreamed she could flee, unencumbered by baggage or impedimenta, to the waiting arms of an impatient and potential lover, but here she was struggling with bulky bulgy bundles of clothes, like a washerwoman. All her lovely clothes! But then, she thought with satisfaction, the at expedition would no doubt stop in the Filipino Islands, and there, Manila, a real capital, she could betbuy new raiment. It would be too was it for only that ter way, probable that her clothes, which she v- ,fnr mnm than three vears. were demode, and in Manila she would find lovely things from Paris. She lifted the load to her head, and experimented with a few steps. Yes, she could do it. She looked at herself in her mirror, and swayed there, her hands on her hips. In the mirror she saw the face of her baby, staring at her in amazement. Hastily she dropped the bundle and whirled on the child. The baby's Indian nurse came hurrying in after her, and stooped to pick up the child, but Eulalia stopped her. "Wait!" she cried. She sank to her knees and held her arms out to the baby enticingly. "Come, come to Mother, darling!" she cooed. The baby only stared at Eulalia, nonplussed by such behavior on the part of the lady who generally ig nored her "Darling, please, my little darling, come to Mother . . . won't e as "No. Out of the question. I forbid you to ask him, mujer." Angustias drifted away, sniffing sadly. Fages bent his head again over the sleeping Eulalia. There was a warm perfume from her relaxed body, and the weight of her sagging against him was delicious to his senses. "Let him have his ships, and men and distant lands," he thought. "I have Eulalia." He lifted his head, and saw with eyes accustomed to the dark the wooded hills, the more distant mountains. He breathed the heady odors of sea and pines that mingled, in the air, and heard the ocean pounding restlessly on the dk cypr- last moment." Angustias, about to turn into the gate, heard him. "So!" she murmured. "Tomorrow night he will be on the beach at his funny tent! Perhaps . . ." And she whispered her hopes to herself. "I have never been insubordinate," she muttered to herself. "But his Excellency doesn't know everything. Especially about a woman's heart," she added grimly. At the door of the palacio Don you?" The nurse stood stolidly by, a Pedro lifted Eulalia from his horse and carried her into the house. jealous warmth in her dull eyes. At last the baby, finger in mouth, sidled to the nurse and buried her CHAPTER XXII face in the woman's skirts. So the next morning Eulalia went Eulalia rose to her feet. "Take her out of here!" she deabout her preparations for deparmanded imperiously. ture. The nurse hugged the child close blinded her as Tears of she packed. Lonely, insulated from to her and hurried out of the room. the world in this most remote and "There, you see?" said La to the Madonna who was desolate of the King's colonies, with nDlhing to look forward to but more smiling sadly at her. "You see? loneliness, as the years passed; per- She does not love me at all! She haps more children; and at last the never comes near me! She prefers final desolation of being laid in the that black Indian woman, and her father! You see? It will never make Campo Santo of the Mission Carmelo That was her life. For she the slightest difference to her whethwas sure now nothing would ever er I stay here or not." She paced back and forth the happen to call Pedro Fages away from California. There were no length of the dirt floor. "As for young Pedro, he never more troubles with the Franciscans, and El Gobernador served his King sees me! He is with his father all too well in this colony where few the time. He cares only for him, men wished to come and bury themand for his pony. Will he miss me?' selves to be recalled by the Crown. Does he need me? No, of course not. Her jewels were already stored Absurd! No one wants me, no one I am going away away in their case, and she was needs me She cast herself on the bundle sorting out her clothes. Weeping, and recounting her grievances to of clothes and wept. "I am going away . . . and no herself, she filled a great leather I am chest, and as she sat on the lid to one will care going so close it, a thought came that made far . . on the ocean! I will be her gasp with dismay. She could seasick, Oh, Dios mio!" She turned never get this bulky thing to the toward the Madonna and held out beach. There was no safe way of her arms. "Please, Our Lady of the Seas, sending it . . . she couldn't carry it. For a moment she sat there, make the ocean smooth, please, oh, then a beautiful idea came to her. please!" After a while she sat herself at a She would make a bundle of her clothes, then she would dress in a table to write a note to her huspeasant dress, like Indizuela, carry band. the bundle on her head, and bare- (TO BE COSTIMED) good-naturedl- y. "Tomorrow Night," He Sibilated, "on the Beach." would miss him when he was gone. Not since Junipero Serra's death had there been anyone in California with whom he felt such companionship. All these things the two men made known to each other, with few words, as men speak, but of profound meaning, then were silent. Although formal farewells would be made later, this was the real between them. Fages felt deeply the importance of the visit of the French ships, the first foreigners to visit California. And he wondered vaguely, what other people, and ships of how many other nations would visit the shores of the distant province. "Ships and peo La Perouse had ple and cities, predicted. Fages pondered. So deep was he in thought that he had not noticed Angustias riding close beside him. When she spoke out of the darkness, he started. "On my word, Angustias, you almost frightened me." "Ai, Senor," sniffled the woman, "forgive me for speaking to you like this, but there is something I want you to do for me. It means much to me, Excellency. A matter that has lain sorrowfully close to my heart for days . . ." "Speak, then. What is it?" "It is about Chichi. He is dying, Don Pedro, in these fogs and cold weather of Monterey. I have managed to keep him alive so far, but I am afraid he will die." She sniveled dismally. "But what can I do?" asked the Governor in dismay. "I want to ask your permission to give him to the Senor el Conde de La Perouse," she said. "He is going to sail from here to the tropics I understand, where it is warm, and a safe place for little monkeys to dwell. Chichi would become alive and well there." She was tumbling her words one over another in her excitement. "And though it will break my heart, I must let him go. When el Conde reaches those tropic isles, he can release Chichi, and then . . and then he will be happy and well. And he will perhaps forget his adoring Angustias and," she sniffed loudly, "find him a little monkey wife!" she ended, her voice breaking on a high squeak. Fages saw the need for being leave-takin- g firm. "No, ask it. You must not Chichi has managed to live here this long, and will not die until his time comes. He would die away from your loving care, I know. The jurcle s no place for him. And Angustias. yards the dress and 14 yards of material for the iar' et Spring-Summe- & C1 4 1178 self-pit- y ra ... ..." . r Pattern ! Book Send 15 cents for the Barh. Bell Spring and Summer jw1 Book which is r.nw tains .. 109 attractive, practical becoming designs. The Barbar, Bell patterns are well plarJ accurately cut and easv tn hiu? 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He has two great ships for which he is responsible, and many men, and machinery, and instruments, and plants, and food supplies, and ammunition, and . . ."He stopped, for he realized he was talking to himself, and was crying in her shawl. Yes, he was talking to himself, he suddenly was aware that he was wishing that it was Don Pedro Fages who commanded the two ships, and the men, and was sailing away to find new worlds. He spoke harshly, both to himself and the weeping woman. ess-decked V;; er A Time fcr Anfpr it niwdjs a !uu answer A 1 is poor pnnosopny. Anger, righteous an ger, is as important and neces ? sary as lightning is to cleanse the positively will not slip off the atmosphere. shoulders when you have both "Reading makes a full man.'' hands in the dishpan or any as Bacon said, and observation other time and it completely pro- makes an original one When a young man sows his tects your dresses from spatters and spots. 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