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She afreet ta o to Callhw f nle. Don Pedro sends for Serra, telling him that two priest are on their way from Mexico with Eulolii find young Pt dro and that he is leaving to meet them, rages eng age a young Indian girl, aa maid for Eulalia. Eulalia Mil from San Bias. It la a desolate trip. From tha port of Loreto, a largo cavalcade loaded with Eulalia's party (tarts out for the long overland trip. Eulalia, accustomed to luxury and comfort, bitterly regrets having been persuaded to come. The two priests. Fray Mariano and Fray Bartolomeo, call on bar and arouse her suspicions as to their genuineness. As the cavalcade slope at various missions, Eulalia hear rumor of the approach of her husband. While Don Pedro plan a great fiesta to welcome his wife, Eulalia plana her costume. Spaniih-Yorama- d Indl-zuel- TELEOKAPBT O-FE- e Vlrfinla . 'Joduaiv. WOOI JP CO. LETS for TODB HEAETE jm1i Stampa Itmpletaa Blit., tail Lata. 1ACAZ1NE. L.iVlonte rey isres TVTOGRAPHY CHAPTER Vm what be is. Your little foot stool." He whispered in the brown ear. The child dropped on his round belly and wriggled to the ladys feet, turning his head toward the Governor, begging for approval with a black bright eye. "There you arel Put your feet on him. Lady. Do not be afraid. That Is what he is tor, he has been trained for you, the little savage. Eulalia put one foot, then the other, gingerly on the small round body, then relaxed. "Ah,' she laughed, "he 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 in my most solitary lonely dreams Now the casks were broached, the wine and. brandy flowed and the feast began. The Governor and Capltan Canete s to each other. raised Good man! Brave fellowl 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 wine-horn- farmers Pedro Fage 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 PERSONAL dressed carefully, combed his beard and hair with his fingers, and went LCOIOL Trtatm.nl Raaalta AsaaraA. INTEKMOUNTAIN SANA-- I to his tent Shr 1 daw E. 08 la.. Salt Lata City. osa'M7ll EscabellitOb the wee Indian, awaited him there, and the two AGENTS walked toward the roaring fire. The AGENTS WANTED smoky air was filled with the odors of roasting flesh. Two casks, one of burlnf hld.a, palta. wool and fur. ortaant ua In your territory. Write Maand one of aguardiente from in r. 0. Baa 184, Salt Lake City, Utah. wine, the Franciscan mission of San Gabriel Arcangel In California Alta, teamship Tickets-Crui- ses stood ready for the broaching. Itaaaklr Tleketa. Cralaaa All line a. all Don Pedro strolled restlessly i pa. Write to Amerteaa Eapreea Ca.. M nt tai laalk 81.. Salt Laka City. about The bay was now flooded with moonlight which emphasized mountains, palms, men and horses 2- 1- innwp Every In black silhouette. Again he peered tag guar, Write to imbsmw free samples. Dept. Wt le into the tent A little fire had been muUU Slam H ki., gait Ukti CUL built before the entrance and its reiUILDING MATERIAL flection made the barbaric interior glow like a jewel. INTERSTATE BRICK CO. Fire Clay wilding and Fire Brick When he looked again toward the ollow Building Vitrified Sewer Tile -- Dram Tile fire he saw three figures ride slowRoof and Manteta. S. tlth E.. 8ALT LAKE HY S3S. ly toward the camp: a woman, a child and a man. Behind them a TRUCKS FOR SALE long caravan defiled out of the EW AND ISEI) TRUCKS. lAoa and Best selection of better trucks BITE TRICKS. tffg tnd E., Sett Lake. Ah, choked the Governor, As he went toward them a thousand POULTRY confused thoughts, memories, desires raced through his mind. EuILADqlAKTLKS iOK BABY CHICKS. ulta. ducks Get cmr MONEY SAVLNO his wife his Eulalia eight lalia, oa RICES on AlH'KOVED CHICKS. S W. 1ST SO.. B. L. CITY. OGELEKS, years the babe at the mothers lonely breast beautiful Eulalia rap HOUSEHOLD years beloved, riding to me out of IKINGER ROLLS IOR ALL WA8HEBS the wilderness I will crawl to your I'olrs.ile and ret nl APEX SALES A feet kiss your little shoes core of LEV ICE. 171 E. 3KD 8., BALT LAKE. my heart hope of my loneliness-m- ine to possess soon. OFFICE EQUIPMENT choked the Governor of CalAh, LW AND ISFD desk and chair, files, ifornia. ddm inch's, safes, LDESK EX.. MU 8. sute. He made his way with dignity toSait Lska. ward her, helped her from the saddle, kissed her hand timidly. And PIANOS said only: nefe FIANOS at low Well! Wen. well wen! ydu can buy them on very LAP1. dT t Write us nt once, were confused greetings, There GLEN BROS. MUSIC CO. a mining of people jkUhtCKy. tuh Ogdea, Utah. cries, laughter; and horses. Th Governor found his legs held In a tight grip. He AGENTS looked down. ,n coro- HeUo! And who Is this? part time cm cora-- E piano, Thamaa Hallaad. am Pedro Fages the Younger. I Ol.a 14 Mala 8L. Balt Laka. fNkltokCa., Are you niy father.? Are you truly? I didnt think I had a father, realjJTCHERS SUPPLIES ly. I thought he was like Senor tTT or San Francisco, Jesus, Plt,nL1,tSh?r and toek bop. Slice ra, r. r1.ind 8c1a swung the chUd into his Fages Steak Idacblnaa, munteaiM tor,.,.C.ube zn S. Salt Laka CHy. arms and carried him to Jhe fire. He looked Into the clear eyes, devoured the brown face, felt the straight Uttle back and limbs, and jodio Cr Television buried his cheek in the boys warm neck. atara I am your father 1 im indeed. 100.00 Stock And you ere my chamaco, my little boy! Pedro Fages the Younger wrigInterMti gled in deUght Then its all right. Ai. I have ao many things to tell you, and ask you. Father. Father! That sounds funny, doesnt it? Ive heard other could. boys say that, but I never botherare you Young Pedro, to ing your father! And I want speak to him. Greetings, Don Pedro or should I say. your Excellency?" uGBTLT u"Dona Angustias! Well, well v the-w- ith IU Co- - 1 E. Bdy. 8.H Lake And he itooped to kiss aund She giggled and ered virgins cheek. f" afU'Tyj4? ? him up iiy hold to her pet, Monarch U, Coal produced l;ed ? 14 ft a2 C"Pet-R- o lawnt' a child. "Look, sir! o y tike proudly t? !t Itat. ',l,rn Eanitnr. tte. Balt Laka City Chichi! And he has borne the trip thus far nobly, nobly, I say. ChiPoultl Chichi! My God, the same chi? pESLCA2ToS"n,CK8 ANB. Oh, not the same Chlchl,( there have been several Chichi since the one you saw last, but there is Just Chichi! one, always and the same genhand tugged his felt Fages Into the somdown looked and tly, ber eyes of a tiny Indian.him He to backache, took him by the hand and led beenthroned sat Eulalia where Alboqowm N. Uo. the fire. ' 1014K Broadway,An" - neath a ramada by formaily-fhe- re aaya,said he Senora ndar , .I you all the brought I have kid. Is a gift aplittinc ktaaacnei aad Wu uT which 4 a gift way from- Monterey, with faae Jwtktjd and use. Ml diatnriiaacaa aad will appreciate, youhope Thia is Escabellito." Escabellito! Little What a xclaimed the lady. namel Strange la He has no other. And that BEN interested In chamlcaj wJle" farmin for thia dirirlrt. !"-rn- v. par acre. I. FORD 4 bmn mor AlaataSa. Ball Lata. MEUOH. It stamps o. a. i. 2,, or" ,535, - t . headache? Foot-Stoo- ssi113 l! Can. Spring Be Far Away? Now the Casks Were Broached and the Feast Began. t old began plucking music by the roots out of his guitar a guitar that bad traveled from the province of Catalonia in Spain, across the Atlantic, across Mexico, and up and down the Catiforniai, Baja and Alta. Voices rose in the beloved songs of the old country, soldiers songs, gipsies roundelays and haunting Oriental (trains that had persisted in Spain since the days of the Moors. Pedro Fages lifted a horn of wine. I give you a toast, my men! To his Majesty King Carlos the Third of Spain, and to his Royal Spouse! They drank the toast standing, amid cheers. The Governor refilled his horn. "And I give you Eulalia, the Queen of the Califomias! He drank deeply, then threw the empty horn into the dying fire. Stooping tightly, be lifted Eulalia from the dais, held her aloft a moment, then strode away with her to the tent leather-jacke- CHAPTER IX Early one morning couriers had dashed into the presidio at San Diego announcing that El Senor and his lady. La Gobema-dora- , were at the very gates of the citadel. Lieutenant Jose de Zuniga, In charge of the presidio, issued orders right and left There roust be royal entertainment prepared, and at once! A dispatch must be sent to good Padre Lasuen at the mission to come and celebrate a thanksgiving for the distinguished travelers; he must bring his Indian musicians. There would be music, dancing; food must be prepared a bull slaughtered. The arms and equipment of the tittle garrison must be in perfect order. Guns must be made ready for salutes. The women listened to the Commander's orders, nodded among themselves and went to work. The Indian servants stared In stupid wonder. Never had they seen the gente fo harrat work- - Such a scrubbing and cleaning, such an aroma of food in the air! for Carefully hoarded clothes who could tell when they could be replaced? were drawn from chests to where they reposed from funersl funersl, christening to christening. Gob-emad- J The best silk quilts and bed furolah-Ing- s were carried to the room set r. apart for the almost-royWhen all this was done, and the children cleaned and fixed their dressed, the women-fol- k s hair; trimmed it, combed It, braided It Into queues. Suddenly there was a volley of shots, a prancing of bools, 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, bis mouth stern, riding proudly between his lady and his son. "Ah, his son! they chattered. That would be Pedro the Younger of course. A princeling, yes, a princeling. But look you the lady La Gobemadoral La Gobernadora rods Into tha 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 filings 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 Alta! whisWhat next? pered Fray Mariano. Sh-h- ! warned 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 Uttle 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 praising La Gobernadoras courage and fortitude. Every one hung on his words, laughed at his tallies, encouraged him to talk; occasionally they would address her gallantly, but she was unresponsive. She wanted to retire. Angustias, where was she? Talking amiably in a corner with the fat wife of the sergeant They were chatting confidentially. laughing, whispering with arched eyebrows. Even Pedro the Younger, and the tittle Indian were busy friend-makinEulalia could hear their voices screaming and laughing at some game. Every one was gay but she. She couldnt bear it she called "Your Excellency! peremptorily to her husband. He came to her. Well, my dear, he said Jovially, Isnt this fine! Ah, the kind friendly hearts of my people my friends! Dont they warm your heart?" He was flushed with wine. a! guest-chambe- men-folk- Pal-oma- "Pedro, Eulalia said warnlngly, "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 Goverall the ladies have been waiting to talk with you. But Tm so weary, Pedro. "You mustn't disappoint them. Just a few moments, my dear, visit with tha ladles. Ladies! La Gobernadora flared at him. "Ladles! Soldiers women." Eulalia! Camp followers I Eulalia, hush! Stop this at once. His mouth tightened. "I will not permit you to speak this wsy, he You are went on In a low tone. 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. She was trembling. I must? "You must. Those are my orders. The orders of the Governor of the Califomias, eh, my little 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, ohl How could he . . . how A Dios mlci dare he . d nausea gripped her. The room, close with smoke and tobacco and fumes of wine, swam before her. Her limbs quaked, and her bands were clammy, but she rose grandly from her chair. The company sprang to their feet Viva la Gobemadoral toasted the men. She managed a graceful bow, and left the room, Angustias In her wake, eying her anxiously. The women gathered in comers and whispered, then slipped away, leaving the men to their talk. Don Pedro watched his wife depart, with a slight frown, and a doubtful unhappy feeling in his heart Then he strode to the table and poured himself another cup of nor, a? ... low-ceile- wine. he roared, By heaven! you San Diegans make the best wine 1 ever drank! Look at it, clear, sparAnd how it warms kling, ruby-red- ! a man's heart after a long wearisome journey. I tell you, my friends, there is no vintage to match it m Italy, or Mexico, or Mother Spain herself!" He raised his glass. To the wine of California I And ti California herself! Viva! Viva! Viva!" moment, my brothers, before All turned toward proceed the speaker. It was the newly arrived Franciscan, Fray Mariano Ru-b- i. . . I am a newcomer here . . . that Is to say, 1 have been sent here . . . among you, as a . . . Iam. . . I want to propose a toast, also. I . . . say, a toast to Caliher grapes . . . her fornia wine . . . He turned to his brother friar who had risen beside him and taken his arm. What was 1 . . . about to say eh, mi veijo? he asked. Padre Lasuen was watching him with dawning horror in his fine old A ... we ... ... eyes. "Come, come, my Brother," Fray Bartolome murmured thickly, looking wildly around at the company. He "Come . . . you must rest is tired, he explained, I shall put him to bed. I have often done so. I mean I must assist him to his devotions . . . pardon us, please . . . The two tottered from the hall. Fray Mariano still trying to remember the toast he had Composed. (TO BE CONTIMED) ... 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No Indians Suspicions of Books. one can stomach their melancholy Many Indians were suspicious of emptiness. white men reading. And white men, The disgruntled doctor would knowing this, were careful to put have been astonished to learn that aside their few books when Indians would prove more were the moor-fow- l near, says the Cleveland Plain valuable to the Scots than the host Dealer. Books were somewhat of a of quails which saved the Israel- mystery to most Indians, but they ites from an awkward predicament. believed these things Inspired the white men to lay claim to Indian Perhaps in some far distant sphere ch .- So-- if Indians Bos weti turns to Johnsoir-eaterrinory1 told you so. reported within a short period of twelfth of August: (The doctors reply would be banned time that they had caught the settlers looking into books, they feared in the Field.) 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