Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 22 September 1899 — Page 11

WALNUT FORK BREEDING FARM.

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I will have for fall trade several fine hogs.

Light Brabma Chickens. Eggs in Season.

Address .T. M. Walkup, Mace, lnd.

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LIGHT BRAHMAS

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JOHN A. HICKS,

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GEORGE W. FULLER,

Orawfordsvllle, lnd. Breeder and Shipper ol thoroughbred POLAND

CHINA hogrs,B.P.RookB, Stock and Eggs for sale. Eggs 11.00 JW 15.

Write vour wants.

DUROC JERSEY.

I have an extra fine lot of young male

hogB,

all eligible to registry. Call early and secure choice.

C. B. MARTIN.

Three miles south of Orawfordsvllle on th6 Whitesville road.

IF YOU WANT A GOOD

Poland

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Sired by my old hog, Purse Stretcher, the hog that won so many prizes in 1898, write me. Farm three miles due south of New Market

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Leave orders with A. S. Clements, Craw/ordsville. Telephone 257. 107 North Green itreet,

Attention!

FARMERS and HORSEHEN.

"he stallion belonging to the Orawfordsvllle & Darlington Breeders' Association will be found at the barn of 8. ti. Miller, Darlington, from now until November 1st, and will be let to _ares at 310 00, to insure colt to stand nd suck.

DAVID EDWARDS, Keeper., FRANK RICH, Supt.

Administrator's,. SALE.

Notice is hereby given that the undersigned, doolnistrator of the estate of Mary J. Heath,, eceased, will, at public auction, on

THURSDAY, the

th Day of October. '99,

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Sale Will Begin at 10 a. m.

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A messenger went out, and for awhile there was silence. I caught Marina's glanco and saw pity in her gentlo eyes. But sho could not help me here, for Cortes was mad because no gold had been found, and the clamor of the soldiers for reward had worn him out and brought him to this shameful remedy, lie who was not cruel by nature. Still she strove to plead for 1110 with him, whispering earnestly in his car. For awliilo Cortes listened then he pushed her from him roughly. "Peace, Marina." ho snid. 'What! Shall I spare this English dog some pangs when my command and perchance my very lifo^ hangs upon the finding of the gold? Kay, lie knows well where it lies hid. You said it yourself when I would have hung iiini for a traitor, and certainly he was one of those whom the spy saw go out with it upon the lake. Our friend was with them also, but he camo hack 110 more. Doubtless they murdered him. What is this man to you that you should plead for him? Cease to trouble me, Marina. Ami not troubled enough already?" and Cortes put his hands to his face ami remained lost in thought. As for Marina, she looked at me sadly and sighed as though to say, "I hfjvp done my best," and I thanked her with my eyes.

Presently there was a sound of footsteps, and I looked up to see De Garcia standing before me. Time and hardship had touched him lightly, and the lines of silver in his curling hair and peaked beard did but add dignity to his noble presence. Indeed, when I looked at him in his dark Spanish beauty, his rich garments decked with chains of gold, as lie bowed before Cortes, hat in hand, I was fain to confess that I had never seen a more gallant cavalier, or one whoso aspect gave the lie so wholly to the black heart within. But knowing him for what he was my very blood quivered with hate at the sight of him, and when 1 thought of my own impotence and of tiie errand on which he had come I ground my teeth and cursed the day that I was born. As for De Garcia, he greeted ine with a little cruel smile, then spoko to Cortes. "Your pleasure, general?" "Greeting to you, comrade," answered Cortes, ''You know this,renegade?" ''But too well, general. Three times he has striven to murder nie." "Well, you have escaped, and it is your hour now, Sarceda. He says that lie lias a quarrel with you. What is it?"

Do Garcia hesitated, stroking his peaked beard, then answered: 'I am loath to tell it because it is a tale of error for which I have often sorrowed and done penance. Yet I will speak for fear you should think worse of me than I des.erve. This man has some eausc to mislike me since, to be frank, when I was younger than I am today and given to the follies of youth it Chanced that in England I met his mother, a beau tiful Spanish lady who by, ill fortune was wedded to an Knglishman, this man's father and a clown of clowns, who maltreated her. I will be short. The lady learned tolovome, and I worsted her husband ill a duel henee this traitor's hate of me."

I heard and thought that my heart must burst with fury. To all his* wickedness and offenses against me De Garcia now had added slander of rny dead mother's honor. •'You lie, you murderer!". I gasped tearing at the ropes that bound me. •'I must ask you to protect me from such insult, geitcral," Do Garcia answered coldly. "Were the prisoner worthy of my sword I would ask further that his bonds should be loosed for a little space, but my honour would' be tarnished forever were I to fight with such as he. "Dare to speak thus once more ton gen tlenian of Spain," said Cortes coldly, "and, you heathen dog, your tongue shall be dragged from you with redhot pinchers For you, Sarceda, I thank you for your confidence. If you have no worse crime than a love affair upon your soul, I think that our good chaplain, Ohnedo, will frank you through the purgatorial fires. But wo waste words and time. This man has the secret of the treasure of Guatemoc and of Montezuma. If Guatemoc and his nobles will not tell it, he at least may be forced to speak, for the torments that an Indian can endure without a groan will soon bring truth bubbling from the lips of the white heathen. Take him, Sarceda, and, hearken, let him be your especial care First let him suffer with the others, and afterward, should he prove obdusate,alone. The method W leave to you. Should he confess, sumiJjn me."

Pardon mt™ general, but this is no task for a hidalgo of Spain. I have been more Wont to pierce my enemies with the swoid than to tear them with pinchers," said I)e Garcia, but as lie spoke I saw a gleam ol triumph shine in his black eyes and heard the ring of triumph through the mock an ger of his voice. "I know it, comrade. But this must be done. Though I hate it, it-must be done. There is no other way. The gold is necessary to 1110—by the Mother of God, the knaves say that I have stolen it!—and I doubt these stubborn Indian dogs will never speak, however great their agony. This man knows, and I give him over to you because you ure acquainted with his wickedness, and that knowledge will steel your heart against all pity. Spare not, comrade. Remember that he must be forced to speak." ''It is your command, Cortes, and I will obey it, though love the task little. With one proviso, however—that you give me your warrant in writing." "It shall be made out at once," answered the general. ''And now away with him." ''Where to?" J? "To the prison that I10 has left. All is ready, and there ho will find his comrades."

Then a guard wa3 summoned, and I was dragged back

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my own place,- De Garcia

saying as I w«-nt that he would bo with me presently.

CHAPTEIt XXVI. Afe DE GARCIA SPEAKS HIS MIND. At first I was taken into the chamber that I had loft,, but placed in a little room opening out of it where the guard slept. Here I waited nwliile, bound hand and foot and watched by two soldiers with drawn swords. As I waited, torn by rage and fear, I heard the noise of hammering through the wall, followed by a sound of groans.

At length the suspense came to an end. A door was opened, and two fierce Tlascalan Indians came through it and seized me by the hair and ears, dragging me thus Into my own chamber. "Poor devil!" I heard one of the Spanish soldiers say as I went. "Apostate or no, I am sorry for him. This is bloody work."

Then the door closed, and I was in the glacs^gf. t&LUisuvi Xiip room yy rva uark,-n6u,

for a cloth had been hung in front of the window bars, but its gloom was relieved by certain fires that burned in braziers. It was by tho light of theso fires chiefly tlmF I saw the sight. On the floor of tho chamber were placed threo solid chairs, 0110 of them empty. The other two were filled by iiono other' than Guafenioc, einpefoToT the Aztecs, and by his friend and mine, the cazique of Tacuba. They were bound in tho chairs, tho burning braziers were placed at their feet, behind them stood a clerk with paper and inkliorn, and around them Indians were busy at some dreadful task, directed to it by two Spanish soldiers. Near the third chair stood another Spaniard, who as yet took no part in the play. It was De Garcia. As I looked an Indian lifted 0110 of tho braziers, and seizing the naked foot of tho Tacuban prince thrust it down upon the glowing coals. For awhile there was silence then the Tacuban broke into groans. Guatemoc turned his head toward him and spoko, and as he syioke I saw that his foot also was resting in tho flames of a brazier. "Why do you complain, friend," he said in a steady voice, "when I keep silence? Am I then taking my pleasure in a bed? Follow me now as always, friend, and bo silent beneath your sufferings."

The clerk wrote down his words, for I heard the quill scratching on the paper, and as he wrote Guatemoc turned his head and saw me. His face was gray with pain. Still lie spoke as a hundred times I had heard him speak at council—slowly and clearly. "Alas, are you also here, my friend Teule?" he said. "I hoped that they had spared you. See how these Spaniard's keep faith. Maiinehc swore to treat me with all honor. Behold how ho honors me, with hot coals for my feet and pinchers for my flesh. They think thatve havo buried treasure, Teule, and would wring its so cret from us. You know that it is a lie. If wo had treasure, would we not give it gladly to our conquerors, the god born sons of Quetzal? You know that there is nothing left except tho ruins of our cities and the bones of our dead."

Here he ceased suddenly, for the demon who tormented him struck him across the mouth, saying, ''Silence, dog!"

But I understood, and I swore in my heart that I would die ere I revealed my brothel's secret. This the last triumph that Guatemoc could win, to keep his gold from the grasp of tin: greedy Spaniard, and that victory at least he should not lo'te through me. So I swore, and very soon my oath must bo put to the test, for at a motion from I)e Garcia the Tlasealans seized inc.and bound 1110 to the third chair.

Then he spoke into my ear in' Cast.ilian "Strange are ihe ways of Providence, Cousin Wingfield. You havo limited me acrosfTthe world, and several times we have met, always to your sorrow. I thought had you in the slaveship, I thought that the sharks had you in the water, but some how you escaped me whom you came to hunt. When knew it, I grieved, but now I grieve

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more, for I see that you

were reserved for this moment. Cousin Wingfield, it shall go hard if you escape me this time, and yet 1 think that, we shall spend some days together before we part Now I will be courteous with yon You may have a choice of evils. How shall we begin? The resources at my command are not ail that we could wish, alas the holy oiliee is not yet here with its unholy ar mor.v, but still I have done my best. These fellows do not understand their art. Hot coals are their only inspiration. I, you see, have several," and he pointed to various instruments of torture. "Which will you select?"

I made 110 answer, for I had determined that 1 would speak no word and utter no cry, do what they might with me. "Let. 1110 think, let me think," went, on De Garcia, smoothing his beard. "Ah, 1 have it! Here, slaves.

Xow I will not renew my own agonies or awake the horror of any who may chance to read what I have written by de scribing what befell me after this Suffice it to say that for two hours and more this devil, helped in his task by the Tlasealans, worked his wicked will upon me. One by one torments were administered to me with a skill and ingenuity that cannot of ten have been surpassed, and when ot times I fainted I was recovered by cold water being dashed upon 1110 and spirits poured down my throat. And yet, I say it with sonic pride, during those two dreadful hours I uttered no groan, how ever great my sufferings, and spoke 110 word, good or bad.

Nor was it only bodily pain that I must bear, for all this while my enemy mocked me with bitter words, which tormented my soul as his instruments and hot coals tormented my body. At length he paused exhausted and cursed mo for an obstinatepig of an Englishman, and at that moment Cortes entered the shambles, and with him Marina. "How goes it?" he said lightly, though his face turned pale at the sight of horror. "The cazique of Tacuba has confessed that gold is buried in his garden. The oth er two have said nothing, general," the clerk answered, glancing down his paper "Brave men, indeed!" I heard Cori.es mutter to himself. Then said aloud: "Lei the cazique be carried tomorrow to the garden of which he speaks, that lie may point out the gold. As for the other two, cease tormenting them for this day. Per haps thoy may find another mind before tomorrow. I trust so—for their own sakes I trust so!"

Then he drew to tlie corner of the room and consulted with Sarceda and the other torturers, leaving Marina face to face with Guatemoc and me. For awhile she stared at the prince as though in horror then a strange light came into her beautiful eyes, and she spoko to him in a low voice, say ing in the Aztec tongue: "Do you remember how once you rejected me down yonder in Tabasco, Guatemoc, and what I told you then—that I should grow great in spite of you? You see, it has all come true, and more than true, and you are "brought to this. Are you not sorry, Guatemoc? I am sorry, though wore I as some women are perchance I might rejoice to seo you thus.'' "Woman," tho prince answered in a thick voice, "you have betrayed your country, and you have brought me to shame and torment.. Yes had it not been for you these things had never been. I am sorry, indeed I am sorry—that I did not kill you. For tho rest, may your name be shameful forever in the ears of honest men and your Boul be everlastingly accursed, and may you yourself, even before you die, know the bitterness of dishonor and betrayed! Your words were fulfilled, and 60 Bhall mine be also."

She heard and turned away, trembling, and for awhile waa silent. Then her glanco fell upon me, and she began to ween. "Alas, poor man!" she said. "Alas, my friend!" "\Vecp not over mo, Marina," I answered, speaking in Azteo, "for your tears ore of no worth, but help"meif you may." "Ah, that I could!" she sobbed, and turning fled from tho placo, followed presently by Cortes.

Now tho Spaniards name In again find renjoved Guatempo and tligjasiquQ of 1a-

Euha, carrying flicm In their arms, Tor they could not walk, and indeed tho caziquo wns in a swoon. ''Farewell, Teule," said Guatemoc as I10 passed me. "You are indeed a truo son of Quetzal and a gallant man. May tho gods reward you in times to 001110 for all that you have suffered for me and mine, sineo I cannot.''

Then lie v::n borne out, and these wero tho last wo ,. that I ever heard him utter. Now I. was left alone with the Tlasealans and De Garcia, who mocked me as before. "A little tired, eh. friend Wingfield?" ho snid, sneering. "Well, the play is rough till you get 1 ",1 to it. A night's sleep will refresh you, and tur.ie.rrov.-you will be 5 now man. l'erhups you believe that I have done i:-y worst. Fool, this is but a beginning. .MHO you think doubtless that your obstinacy angers inc. Wrong again, my friend. I only pray that you may keep your lips sealed to the last. Gladly "would I givo my share of this hidden gold in pay-, mcnt for two moro such days with you. I have still much to pay you back, and, look you, I have found away to do it. Thero are moro ways of hurting a man than through his own flesh—for instance, when I wished to bo revenged upon your father, I struck him through her whom I10 loved. Now I have touched you, and you wonder what I mean. Well, I will tell you. Perhaps you may know an Aztec lady of royal blood who is named Otomie?" "Otomio, what of her?" I cried, speaking for tho firs time, since fear for her stirred me moro than all tho torments I had borne. "A triumph indeed! I have found a way to make you speak at last. Why, then, tomorrow you will be full of words. Only this, Cousin Wingfield. Otomle, Montezuma's daughter, a very lovely woman, by tho way, is your wife according to the Indian customs. Well, I know all the story, and—sho is in my power. I will prove it to you, for she will bo brought here presently, and then you can console each other. For -listen, dog tomorrrow sho will sit where you are sitting, and before your eyes sho shall be dealt with as you havo been dealt with. Ah, then you will talk fast enough, but perhaps it will be too late."

And now for the first time I broke down and prayed for mercy even of my foe. "Spare her," I groaned. ''Do what you will with me, but spare her! Surely you must havo a heart, even you, for you aro human. You can never do this thing, and Cortes would not suffer it." "As for Cortes," he answered, "ho will know nothing of it—till it is done. I have my warrant that charges me to use every means in my power 1 force the truth from you. Torture has failed this alone is left. And for the rest you must read me ill You know what it is to hate, for you hate 1110. Multiply your liate by 10, and you may find the 411111 of mine for you. You came to take vongcanco 011 me, and soon or later by you or through you it will be glutted, but till then I triumph—ave, even when I must, sink to this butcher's work to do it," and suddenly lie turned and left tho placo.

Then weakness and suffering overcame me, and I swooned away. When I awoke, it was to find that my bonds had been loosed, and that I lay 011 some sort of bed, while a woman bent over 1110, tending me with murmured words of pity and love. The night had fallen, but there was light, in the chamber, and by'it I saw that, the woman was nono other than Otomie, 110 longer starved nlul wretched, but' almost as lovely as before the days of siege and hunger. "Otomie, you here!" I-gasped through my wounded lips, for with my senses came the memory of De Garcia's threats. "Yes, beloved, it. is I," she muttered "They have suffered that 1 masj you, devils though they are! Oh, that. I must see you thus and yet be helpless to avenge you!" and she burst into weepinsr. "Hush," I said, "hush! Have we food?* '•In plenty. A woman brought, it from Marina." "Give me to eat, Otomie."

Now for awhile sho fed me. and the deadly sickness passed from me, though my poor flesh burned with a hundred agonies. "Listen, Otomie. Have you seen De Garcia?" S~v "No, husband. Two days since I was separated frcm my sister Tecnichpo and the other ladies, but I have been well treated and have seen 110 Spaniard except the soldiers who led 1110 here, telling me that you were sick. Alas, I. knew not from what cause!" and again she began to weep. "Still some have seen yon, and it is reported that you arc my wife." "It is likely enough," she answered, "for it. was known throughout the Aztec hosts, and such secrets cannot be kept. But why have they treated you thus? 15e cause you fought against them?'1 "Are we alone?" I asked. "The guard is without, but there is none else 111 tho chamber." "Then bend down your head, and I will tell you," and I told her all.

When I had done so, she sprang up with flashing eyes, and her hand pressed upon her breast and said: "Oh, if 1 loved you before, now I love you moro if that is possible, who could suffer thus horribly and yet be faithful It the fallen and your oath! Blessed bo tin day when first I looked upon your face. O my husband, most true of men! But they who could do this—what of them? Still it is done with, and I will nurse you back to health. Surely it is done with, or thoy had not suffered me to come t, you." "Alas, Otomie, I must tell ail—it is not done with," and with faltering voice went 011 with tho tale—yes, and since I must I told her for what purpose sin hud been brought here. She listened without a word, though her lips turned pale. "Truly," she said when I had done, "those Teules far surpass the pabas of 0111 people, for if the priests torture and sacrifice it is to Che gods and not for gold and secret hate. Now, husband, what is your counsel? Surely you have some counscl." "I have none that I dare offer, wifo," I groaned. "You aro timid as .*i girl who will not utter tho love sho burns to tell," Otomio answered, with a proud and bitter laugh. "Well, I will speak it for you. It is in your mind that wo must die tonight." "It is," I said. "Death now, or sliamo and agony tomorrow, artd then death at last, that 1B our choice. Sinco God will not protect U3, we must protect ourselves if wo can find tho means." "God! There is 110 God. At times I havo doubted the gods of my people and turned to yours. Now I renounce and reject liiin. If thero wero a God of mercy such aa you cling to, could hp suffer that sucn 5. nigs ner rou "aro my god, husband. 10 you and for you I pray, antf you alone. Let us havo done now with pleading to those who are not, or who, if they livo, are deaf to our cries and blind to our misery, and befriend ourselves. Yonder lies ropo that window has bars very soon we can bo beyond the sun and the cruelty of Teules or sound asleep. But there is time yet. Let us talk awhllo. They will scarcely begin their torments before the dawn, and exsuiasui wo ahj^l tesfot,"

So we talked as w5Il (is my sutTerlngs would allow. Wo talked of how we first had met of how Otomio had been vowed to 1110 as the wifo of Tezcat, soul of the world of that day when wo had lain side by sido upon the stone of sacrifice of our truo marriage thereafter of the siege of Tenoctitlan «nd the death of our firstborn. Thus we talked till midnight was two hours gone then there came a silencc. ''Husband," said Otomio at last in a hushed and solemn voice, '"you are worn with suffering, and I am weary. It is time to do that which must bo done. Sad is our fate, bub at least rest is before us. I thank you, husband, for your gentleness. I thank you more for your faithfulness to my house and peoplo. Shall I make ready for our last journey?" "Make ready!" I answered.

Then sho rose and soon was busy witl tho ropes. At length all was prepared, and the moment of death was at hand. "You must aid me, Otomie," I said. "1 cannot walk by myself."

She camo and lifted me with her strong and tender arms till I stood upon a stool beneath the window bars. Thero sho placed the rope about my throat then tak-

"1 comc to xarcyoii If I can." ing her stand by me she fitted tho second rope upon her own. Now wo kissed in solemn silence, for thero was nothing more to say. Yet. Otomie said something, asking: "Of whom do you think in this moment, husband? Of mo ami of my dead child, or of that lady who lives far across the sea Nay, I will not ask. I have been happy in my love it is enough. Now lovo and life must end together, and it is well for me. but for you I grieve. Say, shall I thrust away the stool?" "Yes, Otomie, sinco there is 110 hope I nit death. I cannot break my faith with Guatemoc, nor can I live to see you shamed and tortured." "Then kiss mo first and for the last tiinn,"

We kissed again,and then, as she war, in tho very act of pushing tho stool from be neath us, the door opened and shut, and veiled woman stood before us, bearing a torch in one hand and a bundle in the oilier. She looked, and seeing us and our dreadful purpose ran to us. "What, do you?" she cried, and I know the voice for that of- Marina. "Are you then mad, Teule?" "Who is this who knows you so well, husband, and will not even suffer that, we dierin peace?" asked Otomie. "I am Marinu," answered tho veiled woman, "and' I come to savo vou if I can.''

chapter xxvii. TIIK KSCAl'K.

Now Otoinie put the rope off her neck, and descending from tho stool stood before Marina. "Yon are Marina," sho said coldly and proudly, "anil you come to save us, you who have brought ruin 011 tho land that bore you and have given thousands of her children to death and shame and torment Now, if I had my way, I would have 11011c of your salvation—nay, I would rather save myself as I was about to do."

Thus Otomie spoke, and nevei* had she looked more royal than in this moment when she risked her last chance of life that she might, pour out her scorn upon one whom she deemed a traitress—no, one who was a traitress, for hud it not been for Marina's wit and aid Cortes would never have conquered Annhuae. I trembled as I heard her angry words, for, all 1 suffered notwithstanding, life still seemed sweet tome, who, 10 seconds ago, had stood upon the verge of death.

Surely Marina would depart and leave us to our doom. But, it was not so. In deed, she shrank and trembled be fori Otomio's contempt. They wen* a Strang contrast in theii'dlffenMit loveliness as the stood face to face in the tortureden, and it was strange also to see the spirit of the ladj of royal blood, threatened as she was wil ii it shameful deot.li_or__slHl morc shajneful life, triumph over the Indian girl wiioin today fortune had set far above her as 1he stars. •'Say, royai lady," asked Marina in her gentle, voice, ''for what cause did you, if tales are true, 1 it? by the side of yondei white man upon the stone of sacrifice?" "Because I love him, Marina." ''And fortius same cause have I, Marina, laid my honor upon a different altar lor this same cause 1 have striven against the chi lib en of my people, because 1 love another such as he It is for lovo of Cortes that I have aided Cortes therefore despise 111c not, but let your love plead for mine, seeing that, to us women, love is all. have sinned, I know, but. doubtless in its season my sin shall find a fitting punishment. "It liad need be sharp," answered Ot-omios "My love bos harmed none. See

beforo you but one grain of the countless harvest of your own. In yonder chair Guatemoc, yi»ar king, was this day tortured by your master, Cortes, who swore treat him with all honor. By his sido sat Teule, my husband and your friend. Him Cortes gave over to his prlvato enemy, Do Garcia, whom you mime Sarceda. Seo how he has left him. Nay, do not shudder, gentle lady. Look now at Ills wounds! Conside:- to what a pass we are driven when you, find us about to dio thus like dogs, lie, my husband, that he may not live to seo 1110 handled as ho has been, and I with him because a princess of the Otomio and of Montezuma's blood cannot submit to such a shame whilo death has ono door through which to creep. It is but a singlo grain of your harvest, outcast and traitoress, tho harvest of misery and death that is stored yonder in tho ruins of Tenoctitlaq. Had I my will I tell you that I had sooner dio a score of times than tako help from a hand so stained with tho blood of my people and of yours—I" "Oh, cease, lady, cease," groaned Ma rina, covering her eyes with her hand, as though the sight of Otomie wero dreadful to her. "What is done is done. Do not add to my remorse. What did you saythat you, tho Lady Otomie, were brought here to bo tortured?" "Even BO. and before my husband's

eyes. Why should MonTezuma's iTaughtcr and tho princess of tho Otomio escape tho fate of tho emperor of the Aztecs? If her womanhood dees not protect her, has eho anything to hope of her lost rank?"

Cortes knows nothing of this I swear it," said Marina. "To tho rest ho has been driven by the clamor of tho soldiers, who taunt him with stealing treasure that I10 has never found. But of this last wickedness lie is innocent." "Then let him ask his tool Sarceda of it." "As for Sarceda, I prornlso you, princess, that if 1 can I will avengo this threat upon him. But time Is short. I am eomo herewith the knowledge of Cortes to soo if I can win the secret of tho treasure from Teule, your husband, and for my friendship's sake I am about to betray my trust ami help him and you to fly. Do you refuse my aid?"

Otomio siiid nothing, but I spoko for tho first, time. "Nay, Marina, I havo 110 lovo for this thief's fate if I can escape it, but how is it'to be done?" "Tho chance is poor enough, Teule, but I bethought me that 01100 out of tills prison you might, slip away disguised. Few will lie stirring at ilawn, and of them the most will not bo keen to notico men or things. Sec, I have brought you tho dross of a Spanish soldier. Your skin Is dark, and in tho half light you might pass as one, and for tho princess your wifo I have brought another dress. Indeed I am ashamed to offer it, but it is tho only ono that will not be noted at this hour also, Teule, I bring you a sword, that which was taken from you, though I think that once it had another owner."

Now while she spoke Marina undid her bundle, and there, in it were tho dresses and the sword, the same that I had taken from the Spaniard Diaz in tho massaoro of the noclie triste. First sho drow out tho woman's robe and handed it to Otomie, and 1 saw that it was such a robe as among the Indians is worn by tho women who follow camps, a robe with red and yellow in it. Otoinie saw it also anil drow back. "Surely, girl, you havo brought a garment of your own in error," she said quietly, but in such a fashion as showed moro of the savajjo heart that is native to her race than she often suffered to bo soon. "At the least can not wear such robes." "It, seems that 1 must bear too much," answered .Marina, growing wroth at last and striving to keep back tho tears that started to her eyes. 'I will away and leave you," and she be :,an to roll up her bundle. "Forgive her, Marina," said hastily, for the desire to escape grew on me every minute. Sorrow has set ail edge upon her tongue." Then, turning to Otomie, I added: "J pray you be more gentle, wife, for my sake if not for your own. Marina is our only hope. "Would that she had left us to dio in pence, husband. Well, so bo it, for your sake 1 will put on these garments of a drab. But how shall wo escape out of this place and the camp? Will the door bo opened to 11s and the guards removed, and it wo pass ihcm jan you walk, husband?" "Tho doors will not be opened, lady," said Marina, "for those wait without who will see that they are locked when 1 have passed them. But there will be nothing to fear from the guard—trust, to 1110 for it. See, the bars of this window are but of wood. That, sword will soon sever thorn, and if you are seen you must play the part of a drunken soldier being guided to his quarters by a woman. Fftr the rest I know nothing, save that I run great risk for your sakes, since, if it is discovered that I had aided voji. then I shall find it hard to gof-

I'JiPn 1 sat Upon tlie stoOl, ttria my arms being left sound and strong I hacked with,, the sharp sword at the wooden burs-CTflTio window, severing them ono by ono till there was a space big enough for us to creep through. This being done and no one having appeared to disturb us, Otomie clad 1110 in the clothes of a Spanish soldier which Marina had brought, for I could not. ilrcss myself.- What I suffered in the donning of those garments and more especially in pulling of tho longtyjot 011 to my burned foot can never be told, buti»more than once I stopped, pondering whether it would not bo better to dio rather than to endure such agonies. At last it was done, and Otomio must put on tho red ami yellow robe, a garb of shame

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