| Show kh the haze of the semi tropics was everywhere blending tha gorgeous tints of hills and alleys aleys in its elusive veil there were wera tears in the mexicans mexia wella a eyes as be he bang sang a a his tinkling guitar and his notes were laden r ith grief he ile looked up from beneath bla his sombrero bis his black eyes showing the clear white beneath tho the mattert matter came in a foreign voice and he glanced up to see tho the american miner looking down on him there was something unpleasant in the Ameri americans cang eye that held people aloof and made them speak with restraint when be he was near raphael stopped playing covered bis his face with bis his hands and sobbed aloud buck up friend tho the american cried then added in spanish wrong rong anyhow raphael grow calmer looking toward the tumble humble home where his little brothers and sisters were at play oh ob senor ho he cried in conil co ding deJect dejection lon the beautiful senorita anita senor they have shut her up and I 1 shall nei er see her any more I 1 die of love of her no you dont in muttered tho the american turning away aay to hide a cynical gleam the dam of grief was wan loosened and the contents ot his soul poured into listening ears and this was the tale he told he ile loved the senorita Re norita anita a bewitching bamsel far above hirwas dying of lovo love for her many times they had met on the plaza and she had glanced shyly from beneath her mantilla and smiled at him yes bo he could swear she smiled she was beautiful and good as the holy mother he had bad no glimpse of her since except from behind the bars of ot her window e could neither eat nor sleep the american turned away while his lips curled unpleasantly raphael amused him he fe was an exceptional sp Spin lard he ile bad had scraped together a kin of education for himself and was something cf a genius in music under more favorable conditions he might have made a way for in the vt world orld the cynicism faded from tho the americans eye as ho be asked where the senorita lived and who her family weid a 0 anita lay asleep the moonlight came through the roses at the window to his tinkling guitar and all was still suddenly through the darkness came a single sweet noto the girl sat up to listen she pushed back her hair and leteney let ened again her per eyes shone her checks cheeks bushed flushed and her little bairt bert beat fast sha stole to tho the window holding her mantilla close about her chin beneath the orange tree treo stood a man her henrt he fluttered faster and ane hot southern passion shone in her eyes it was the rich senor americano senorita this was going bayoud the bounds of the serenading lover but anita lerned out and waited senorita setter I 1 am here whispered the girl arl and then drew back coyly fair one helen listen then he poured nto into her cars ears a title tale of lovu levu one aid said he be lovea loves the senorita love theo thee unto death but he can not marry thee in this country will fou you leave sunny mexico and go to america eitl your lover as bis ills wife aho drew back and shivered a little but the dimples placed in her cheeks anita must love and bo be loved and would make a chod true little wife stole to ta the window for any man who would only love her enough senor she leaned far out into the silver night pulled a roso rose and threw it down to him senor wheal he picked up the flower kissed it and pressed it to bis his heart he lie was so coldly artia dally mexican it frightened frIg and attracted her now he answered now anita will ou u come with me now the realization came to her like a shock leave her father and mother go with this man to america L lov 0 vt and were her guiding start poor little soul yes she would go in to minutes senor she this A victoria sped away from the tbt house senorita that was the first word her strange lover bad had spoken he ile now leaned forward in the dark darkness nesa rita are you afraid his jaze was cold and steady no 0 u 0 tenor senor but why are you so to still you do not lovo love me her voice shook I 1 senorita I 1 bare have loved many beau ticul ladles ladies I 1 am bah babl be seemed to bo be talking to tired of it all tired of love 11 A cold hand band knocked at the door of her heart the carriage carr lapo was wan on a lonely white country road now I 1 cannot I 1 er well you sec see I 1 cannot marry you I 1 holy mot mo heri therl the girl cried cros ing herself and feeling for her rosary you cannot marry me then why did you bring me here walt wait senorita do you love me she was daled dai ed by the sudden practical question then sho she shuddered and answered I 1 no I 1 hale bate you I 1 bate you senor oh take me back to my mother take me home have you ever loved any man ever truly loved ho be asked without heeding her in her heart arose the vision of a pair of 0 faithful gentle ets ells that had sought hers bers on the plaza and a form that bent over the guitar at twilight she burst into oh yes abe moaned raphael dear ralphaell Rap haell th the carriage stopped the lover effin climbed bed out then leaning on the win dow edge be bewhiskered if red ft yf wise keep still and she ho obeyed the th horse stirred eti 1 T the coachman dozed and tho the tiar UZI grew grow long ions then the night quiet wae broken by tho the vol voice ce of 0 th abo A hn ti mingled with the oft soft tonea tone ot of her cativo tho the cama door opened and thero there before bet her stood raphael I 1 no eald said tho the american it yon you rant want to go home ill take you ou back if you want to go with your lover ga 4 for answer aho she threw herself into arms and casto and und propriety were forgotten in the bliss ol 01 a first kiss of IOTO love gratified gratl fled heres a purse for you and jour your girl raphael hope you 11 liko like married a life we he lie told the driver to arlie to abor th station with the pair and stood watching them theta disappear down the white A bite road then he took out a cigar bit off oft the end and laughed ae as he said aloud 1 I always thought miles standish was a fool hall my mino mine crone gone too the fool and hie his money aro soon parted well its tho the only fun fuu III 1 a ever get out of it ILI then he be went down the evad toward the city alone san Francl Franci call |
