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Momma's Daughter.

By H. EIDEB HAGGARD.

tCfpyright, 1893, by the Author.)

,1 vent down to tho breach in the road way and spoke with their envoy, who stood upon the path below. At first the terms offered were that we should surrender lit discretion. To this I answered that sooner than do so we would die where we were. Their reply was that if we would give over all wiio had any part in the lm man sacrifice ihe rest of us might go free. To this I .said that tho sacrifico had been carried out by women and some few men, and that all of these, were dead by their own hamls. They asked if Otomie was also dead. I told them no, but that 1 would never surrender unless they s.wore that neither sho nor her son should be harmed, but rather that together with my self they should be given a safe conduct to go whither wo willed. This was refused, but in the end won 1 the day, and a parchment was thrown up to me 011 the point of a lance. This parchment, which was signed by the Captain Bernal Diaz, set out that, in consideration of the pare that 1 and some men of tho Otomie had played in rescuing the Spanish captives from death by sacrifice, a pardon was granted to me, my wife and child and all upon the teoealli, with liberty to go whithersoever wo would unharmed, our lands and wealth being, however, declared forfeit to the viccroy.

With these terms 1 was well content indeed I had never hoped to win any that would leave us our lives and liberty. And yet for my part death hud been almost as welcome, for now Otomie had built a wall between us that I could never climb, and I was bound to her, to a woman who, will ingly or no, had stained her hands with sacrifico. Well, my son was left to me, and with liim I must be satisfied—at the least, ho knew nothing of his mother's shame. Oh, I thought to myself, as I climbed tho teoealli—oh, that I could but escape far from this accursed land and bear him with me to the English shores—aye, and Otomie also, for there she might forget. that once die hod been a savage! Alas, it could scarcely be!

Coming to the temple, I and 1 hose with mo told the good tidings to our companions, who received it silently. Men of a white race would have rejoiced thus to escape, for when death is near all other loss deems as nothing. But with these Indian peepio it is not so, sinco when fortuuo frowns upon them they do not cling to life. These men of the Otomie had lost their country, their wives, their wealth, their brethren and their homes. Therefore lifo, with freedom to wander whither they would, seemed no great thing to them. So they met tho boon that I had won from the mercy of our foes, as had matters gone otherwise they would have met. the bane, in sullen jilence.

I camo to Otomie, and to her I also told the news. "Iliad hoped to die where I am," she answered. "But so bo it. Death is always to be found."

Only my son rejoiced, because lie knew that God had saved us all from deat by sword or hunger. Father," he said,

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Spaniards have given us life, but they take our country and drive us out of if. Where, then, shall we go?"

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do not know, my son," 1 answered. '•Father,'" the hid said again, Met us leave this land of Anahuac, where there is nothing but Spani irds and sorrow. Let us And a ship and sail across the seas to lingland, our own country."

The boy spoke my very thought, and my heart- leaped at his words, though 1 hod 110 plan to bring the matter about. I pondered a moment, looking at Otomie. "The thought is good, Teule," she said, answering my unspoken question. "For you and for your son there is 110 better, but for myself I will answer in the proverb of my people, 'The earth that bears us lies lightest on our bones."

Then she turned, making ready to qfiit the storehouse of the temple, where we had been lodged during tho siege, and no moro was said about the matter.

Before the sun set a weary throng of men, with some few women and children, were marching across tho courtyard that tsar rounded the pyramid, for a bridge of timbers taken from the temple had been made .-cr tho breach in the roadway that wound about its side.

At the gates the Spaniards were wairing to receive us. Wo were sorted out. The men of small condition, together with the children, were taken from tho ruined city by an escort and turned loose upon the mountains, while those of note were brought to tfio Spanish camp, to be ques tioncd there before they were set free. 1. with my wile and son, was led to the pal ace, our old home, there to learn the will of the Captain Diaz.

It is but a little way to go, and yet there was something to be seen in the path, for as we walked I looked up, and before me, standing with folded arms and apart from all men, was De Garcia. I had scarcely thought of him for somo days, so full had my mind been of other matters, but at the sight of his evil face I remembered that while this man lived sorrow and danger must be my bedfellows.

He watched us pass, taking noto of all Then ho called to me, who walked last: •'PV-eweil, Cousin Wingfield. You have lived through this bout also and won a free pardon, you, your woman and your brat toget her. If the old warliorse who is F.e1i over us as a captain had listened tome, you should have burned at the stake, every one of you, but so it is. Farewell for awhile, fi-iend. I am away to Mexico to report theso matters to tho viceroy, who may have a word to say."

T. made 110 answer, but asked of our conductor—that same Spaniard whom I had saved from tho sacrifico—what the senoi meant by his words. "This",. Teule: That there has been a quarrel between our comrade Sarceda and our capt ain. Tho former would have grantod. you no terms, or failing this would have decoyed you from your stronghold with false promises and then have put you to the sword as infidels with whom no oath Is binding. But the captain would not have it so, for he said that faith must be kept even with the heathen, and we whom you had saved cried shame on him. And so words ran high, and in the end the Senor Sarceda, who is third i,n command among us, declared that he would be no party to this peacemaking, but would be gone to Mexico with his servants, there to report to tho viceroy. Then the Captain Diaz bade him begone to hell If ho wished and report to the devil, saying that he had always believed that he had escaped thence by mistake, and they parted in wraf 'a who, since the day of noehe triste, never loved each other much, the end of it being that Sarceda rides for Mexico wltbin an hour to make what mischief he can at the vice-roy's-oourt, and I think that you are well rid of him." ''Father,'' said my son to me, ''who la that Spaniard who looks

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"That is lie of whom I have told you, son, De Garcia, who has been the curse oi our race for two generations, who betrayed your grandfather to tho holy office and murdered your grandmother, who put mi to torture, and whose ill deeds are not dono with yet. Beware of him, sou, now and ever, 1 beseech you."

Now we were come to the palace, almost the only house that was left standing ir. the City of Pines. Here an apartment was given to us at the end of the long building, and presently a command was brought to us that. I ami my wife should wait upon the Spanish Captain Diaz.

So we went, though Otomio desired me to stay behind, leaving our son alono in tho chamber where food had been brought to liim. I remember that I kissed him before 1 left, (hough 1 do not know what moved me to do so, unless it was because I thought, that he might be asleep when I returned. The Captain Diaz had his quarters at the other end of tho palace, some 200 pace.- away. Presently wo stood before him. lie was a rough looking, thickset mull well in years, with bright eyes and an honest face, like the faeo of a peasant who has'toiled a lifetime in all weathers, only the fields that. Diaz tilled wero ilekh of war, and his hardest had been tho live, of men. Just then he was joking with somo common soldiers in a strain scarccl,,' suited to nice ears, but so soon as he saw us he ceased and came forward. I saluted him, after the Indian fashion, by touching the earth with my hand, for what was 1 but uu Indian captive? "Your sword," he said briefly as In scanned me with his quick eyes.

I unbuckled it from my side and handed it to him, saying jn Spanish: ''Take it, captain, for you iiavo con quered also it does but como back to iiowner." For this was tlio same sworo that I had captured from 0110 Bernal Dia:: in tho fray 01' the nochc triste.

He looked at it then swore a great oat and said: '"I thought that it could bo no othc. man. And so wo meet again thus after so many years. Well, you gave me my life once, and I am glad that I have lived to pay the debt, llad I not been sure it wax you, you ha.', not won such easy terms, friend. IIow are you named? Nay, know what the Indians call you." "I am named Yuiepk'ld." "Friend Wingfield, then, for I tell you that I would have sat beneath jronder devil's luniso," and he nodded toward tin. teoealli, -'till you starved upon its top. Nav. friend Wingfield, take back the sword. I suited myself with another many years ago, and you havo used this one gallantly. Never have I seen Indians make a better fight. And so that is Otomie. Montezuma's daughter and your wife? Still handsome and royal, I see. Lord, Lord, it is m'any years ago, and yet it seems but yesterday that I saw her father die, a Christian hearted man, though 110 Christian, and one whom wo dealt ill with. May God forgive us all! Well, madam, none can say that you have a Christian heart if a certain tale that I have heard of what passed yonder some three nights since is true. But we will speak no more of it, for tho savage blood will show, and you are pardoned for your husband's sake, who saved my comrades from tho sacrifice."

To all this Otomio listened, standing still lik 1 a statue, but sho never answered a word. Indeed she had spoken very rarely since that dreadful night of her unspeakable shame. "And now, friend Wingfield," went 011 the Captain Diaz, "what is yoiVr purpose? You are free to go where you will. Whither, then, will you go?" "I do not know," I answered. Years ago, when the Aztec emperor gave me my lifo and this princess, my wife, in marriage, I swore to be faithful to him and his cause and to fight for them till Popo ccased to vomit smoke, till there was no king ill Tenoctitlan and the people of Anahuae wore 110 moro a people." "Then you arc quit of your oath, friend, for all these things have come about, and there has been no smoke on Popo for theso two years. Now, if you will bo advised by me, you will turn Christian again and enter the service of Spain. But come, let lis to supper. Wo can talk of theso matters afterward."

So we sat down to cat by tho light of torches in the banqueting hall with Bernal Diaz and some other of the Spaniards. Otomie would have left us, and though the captain bado her stay sho ate nothing and presently slipped away from tho chamber.

CHAPTER XXXIV. VENGEANCE.

During that meal Bernal Diaz spoke cf our first meeting on tho causeway, and of how I had gono near to killing him in error, thinking that ho was Sarceda, aud then I10 asked mo what was my quarrel with Sarceda.

In as few words as possible I told him tho story of my life, of all tho evil that De Garcia, or Sarceda, had worked upon me and mine, and of how it was through him that I was in this land that day. Ho listened amazed. "Holy Mother!" ho said at hnig^h. A I always knew him for a villain, but that, if you do not lie, friend Wingfield, he could bo such a man as this I did not know. Now, by my word, had I heard this tale an hour ago Sarceda should not havo left this camp till he had answered it or cleared himself by combat with you. But I fear it is too late. He was to leave for Mexico at the risiiig of tho moon to stir up mischief against 1110 because I granted you terms—not that I fear him there, where his repute is small."

I do not lie indeed," I answered. "Much of this talo I can prove if need he, and I tell you that I would givo half the life that is left to mo to stand face to face in open fight with him again. Ever he has escaped me, and the. score between us is long."

Now as I spoko thus it seemed to me that, a cold and_dreadful air played upon m^ lands and ItfoWaftd a warning Sense of present evil crept into my soul, overcoming me so that I could not stir or speak for awhilo. "Let us go and see if he has gone," said Diaz presently, and summoning a guard he was about to leave the chamber. It was at this moment that I chanced to look up and see a woman standing in the doorway. Her hand rested on the doorpost her head, from which the long hair 'streamed, was thrown back, and on he* face was a look of such anguish that at first, so much was she changed, I did not know her for Otomie. When I know her, I knew all. One thing only could conjure up the terror and agony that shone in her deep eyes.

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cruelly upon

What has chanced to our son?" I asked.

4'Dead,

dead!" sho answered in a whis­

per that seemed to pierce my marrow. I said nothing, for my heart told me what had happened, but Diaz asked,4

—why, what has killed him?"

4'Do

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Dead

Garcia! I saw him go," replied

Otomie. Then sho tossed her arms high, and without another sound fell backward to the earth.

In that moment I think that my heart broke—at least I know nothing has had tjie power tftuipve mo greatly .sinco, though

tills momory moves"Trio'Hay-TijTQay"and hour by hour, till I dio and go to seek my son. "Say, Bernal Diaz," I cried, with a hoarso laugh, "did I lie to you concerning this comrado of yours?"

Tlion, springing over Otomie's body, I left tho chamber, followed by Bernal Diaz and the others.

Without the door I turned to the left toward the camp. I had not gono 100 paces when, in the moonlight, I saw a small troop of horsemen riding toward us. It was De Garcia and his servants, and they headed toward the mountain pass 011 their road to -Mexico. I was not too late. "Halt!" cried' Bernal Diaz.

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Who commands 111c to halt!"' cried the voice of De Garcia. "I, your captain," roared Diaz. "I-lalt, you devil, you murderer, or you shall be cut down." 1 saw him start and turn pale. "These tiro strange manners, scnor," he said. "Of your grace I ask"

At this moment Do Garcia caught sight, of me for tho first time, for I had broken from the hold of Diaz, who clutched my arm, and was moving toward him. I said nothing, but there was something in my face which told him that I knew all and warned him of his doom. He looked pastmo, but the narrow road was blocked with men. 1 drew near, but ho did not wait for nie. Once he put his hand on tho hilt of his sword then suddenly ho wheeled his horse and lied down tho street of Xaca.

Dc Garcia lied, and I followed after him, running fa:-1 and low, like a hound. At first he gained on me, but soon tho road grew rough, and ho could not gallop over it. We were clear of tho town now, or rather of its ruins, and traveling along a little path which t.ho Indians used to bring down snow from Xaca in tho hot weather. Perhaps there are some flvo miles of this path before tho snow lino is reached, beyond which 110 Indian dared to set his foot, for tho ground above was holy. Along this path he went, and I was content to see it, for I know well that the traveler cannot lcavo it, sinco on either side lio watercourses and cliffs. Mile after mile Do Garcia followed it, looking now to tho left, now to tho right and now ahead at tlio great dome of snow crowned With fire that towered abovo him. He knew what was there—death in the shape o^ft manl

I camo 011 doggedly, saving my strengt h. I was sure that I must catch him at last, It did not matter when.

At length lie reached tho snow line Where tho path ended, and for tho first timo ho looked hack. There I was some 200 paces behind him. I, his death, was behind him, and in front of him shone the snow. For a moment ho hesitated, and I heard the heavy breathing of his horse in the great stillness. Then I10 turned and faced the slope, driving his spurs into the brute's sides. The snow was hard, for here tho frost bit sharply, and for awhile, though it was so steep, the horso traveled over it better than lie had dono along the pathway. Now, as before, there was only one road that he could take, for wo passed up the rest of a ridge, a plait, as it were, in tho garment of a mountain, and on either side were steeps of snow on which neither horse nor man might keep his fooV ing. For two hours or more we followed that ridge, and as we went through the silence of tho haunted volcano and tho loneliness of its eternal snows it seemed to me that my spirit entered into tho spirit of my quarry, and that, -with its oyes I saw all that was passing in his heart.

Now the .snow grew st-eepcr, and tinhorse was almost spent, for he could scarcely breathe at so great a height. In vain did De Garcia drive his spurs into its sides tho gallant beast could do 110 more. Suddenly it foil down. Surely, I thought, he will await 1110 now. But even I had not fathomed tho depth of his terrors, for De Garcia disengaged himself from the fallen horse, looked toward me, then fled forward on his feet, casting away his armor as he went thatJip might tray.el moro lightly. 'ByTihis timo~we^ia7T passed" the Snow and wero come to tho edge of tho ice cap that is mado by tho melting of tho snow with tho heat of tho inner fires, or perhaps by that of tho sun in hot seasons, I know not, and its freezing in tlio winter months or in the cold of tho nights. At least there is such a cap on Xaca, measuring nearly a mile in depth, which lies between tho snow and the.black rim of the crater. Cp this ice climbed De Garcia, and tho task is not of tho easiest, even for ono of untroubled mind, for a man must step from crack to orack or needle to needle of rough ice, that stand upon smooth surface like tho bristles on a hog's back, and woo to liim if one break or ho slip, for then, as he falls, vcrv shortly the llesh will bo filed from his bones by the thousands of swordliko points over which lie must pass in his descent toward tho Know. Indeed many times I feared greatly lest this should chanco to Do Garcia, for I did not desire to loso my vongeancc thus. Therefore twice when 1 saw him in danger I shouted to him, telling him whero to put his feet, for now 1 was within'20 paces of him, and, strange to say, lie obeyed mo without question, for getting everything in his terror of install, death. But for myself I had 110 fear, for I knew that I should not fall, though the place was one which I had surely shrunk from climbing at any other time.

All this while we had been traveling toward Xaca's fiery crest by tho bright moonlight, but no»v the dawn broke suddenly 011 tho mountain top. and tlio flame died away in the her.rt of tho pillar of smoke.

It was wonderful to sco the red gloi.. that shone upon tlio ice cap and on us two men who crept liko flies across it, wliilo the mountain's breast and tlio world bo low wero plunged in the shadows of night "Now wo have abetter light to climb by, comrado!" I called to De Garcia, and my voice rang strangely'among the ice cliffs where never a man's voice had echoed be foro.

Now, I thought, he will surely make t. stand, for could lio-have found courage it had been easy for him to kill me with liis sword, which lie still wore, as I climbed from tho ico to tho hot lava. It seemed that ho thought of it, for ho turned and glared at me liko a devil, then went 011 again, leaving me wondering where ho believed ho would find refuge. Some 300 paces from tho edge of the ico the smoke and steam of tho crater rose into the air, and between tho two was lava so hot that In places it was difficult to walk upon it. Across this bed, that trembled as I passed over it, wcht De Garcia s6mewhat Blowly, for now he was weary, and I followed liim at my ease, getting my breath again. "At length, Do Garcia!" I said. "Now let us

make an end. You have your sword. Use It if you can. It will be easier to dio fighting." "I cannot," ho groaned. "My doom is upon me." "As you will," and I came at him, sword up.

He ran from before me, moving backward and keeping his eyes fixed upon mine, as I have seen a rat do when a snake is about to swallow it. Now wo wore upon tho edge of the crater, and looking over I saw an awful sight, for there, somo SO foet benualli us. the redhot, lgyo, glowing

sullonly Beneath a shifting pall of smoke, rolled and spouted liko a thing allvo. Jets of steam flew upward from it witli a screaming sound lines of noxious vapors, many colored, crept and twisted 011 its surface, and a hot and horrid stench poisoned tho heated air. Here indeed was such a gate as I could wish for Do Garcia to pass through to his own abode.

I looked, pointed with my sword and laughed. He looked and shrieked aloud, for now all his manhood had left him, so

12is aivtml ditijiiicd from hlx hand, nw he fell bu imrd into the. pit. great was his terror of what lay beyond tho end. Yes this proud and haughty Spaniard screamed and wopt and prayed for mercy. Ho who had dono so many villainies beyond forgiveness prayed for mercy that ho might find time to repent. I stood and watched him, and so dreadful was his aspect that horror-struck 1110 evon through tho calm of my frozen heart. "Come, it is time to finish," I said, and again I lifted my sword, only to let it fall, for suddenly his brain guvo way, and l)c Garcia went mad before my cycsl

Of all that followed I will not write. With his madness courage came back to him, and I10 began to tight, but not with inc. lie seemed 10 perceive me 110 more, but nevertheless ho fought, and desperately, thrusting at the empty air. ltwasterriblo to sco him thus doing battlo with his invisible foes and to hear his screams and curses as inrti by inch thoydrovo him back to tho edgo of the crater. Hero I10 stood awhile, like one who makes a last stand against overpowering strength, thrusting and striking furiously. Twico I10 nearly fell, as though beneath a mortal wound, but recovering himself fought 011 with nothingness. Then, with a sharp cry, suddenly ho threw his arms wide, as a man does who is pierced through tho heart. His sword dropped from his hand, and he fell backward into the pit.

I turned away my eyes, for I wished to sco no more, but: often I havo wondered who or what it was that dealt De Garcia his death wound.

CHAPTER XXXV OTOMIK'B FAUKWKIJ..

Tims, then, did I accomplish the vengeance that 1 had sworn to my father 1 would wreak upon De Garcia, or rather thus did I witness its accomplishment, for in tho end ho died, terribly enough, not by my hand, but by those of his own fears.

When De Carcia was gone.into tlio pit, I turned my stops homeward, or l-athor toward the ruined city which I conidsec be ucath me, for I had 110 homo left.

It svas near snnsetwhen I came thither, for the rood was long, and I grew weak. By the palace I met the Captain Dias ano some of liis company, and they lifted their bonnets to me a,s 1 went by, for they had respect for my sorrows. Only Diaz spoke, saying: "Is tho. murderer dead?"

I nodded and went.

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I told her in lew words.

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went on to

our chamber, for fliere I tfiongTiB tTiat I should find Otomie. Sho sat in it alono, cold anil beautiful, as though sho had been fashioned in mar ble. "I have burled him with the bones ol his brethren and his forefathers," sho said, answering the quest ion that my eyes asked. "It seemed best that you .should see him no moro, lest your heart, should break." "'It is well," I answered, "'but my heart Is broken already." "Is tho murderer dead?" she said pre-v 911 fly in the very words of Diaz. "He is dead.'' "How?"

should have slain him yourself

Our son's blood i* not avenged." "I should have slain him, but in that hour I did not seek vengeance, watched it. fall from heaven and was content. Perchance it is best so. The seeking of vengeance has brought all my sorrows upon me Vengeance belongs to (iodand not to man, as 1 have learned too late." "1 do not think so, said Otomie, and the look upon her fare was that look which I had seen when she smote tho Tlascalan, when she taunted Marina anil when si" danced upon tho pyramid, the leader of tin sacrifice. "Had been in your place 1 would have killed liim by inches. When I hail done with him. then tho devils might begin, not before. Hut it is of 110 account Everything is done with, all are dead, and my heart with them. Xow eat, for yon fire weary."

So ate, ai?»l atu rward I cast inysell upon tho bed and slept:.. In tho darkness I heard thevolcoot Otomie that said, "Awake, I would speak with you," and there was that about her voico which stirred 1110 from my heavy sleep. "Speak on," I said. "Where aro you, Otomie?"

Seated at your side. I cannot rest, so I am seated here. Listen. Many, many years ago wo met, when you wero brought by Guatemoe from Tabasco. Ah, well do I remember my first sight of you, tlio Teule, in tho court of my father, Montezuma, at Cliapoltcpec. I loved you then as I have loved you ever since. At least I have never gone astray after strange gods,'' and sho laughed bitterly. "Why do you talk of theso things, Oto mie?" I asked. "Because it is my fancy to do so. Can not you spare mo one hour from your sleep, who havo spared you so many? You ro member how you scorned me—oh! I thought I should havo died of shame when after I had caused myself to bo given to you as wife, tho wife of Tezcat, you told me of the maid across the seas, that Lily maid whose token is still set upon your finger. But I lived through it and loved you the bettor for your honesty, and then you know tho rest. I won you because I was bravo and lay at your side upon tho stone of sacrifice, where you kissed mo and told me that you loved mo. But you never loved mo—not truly. All tho wliilo you were thinking of the lily maid. I know it then, as I know it now, though I tried to deceive myself. I was beautiful In those days, and this is something with a man. I was faithful, aiiJ thut is more.

and once .r twiec you Fhouglif. tliiit yoti loved 1110. Now I wish that those Teak* had come an hour later and wc had died together them upon the stone—that Is, wish it for my own sake, not for young. Then we escaped, anil tlio great strngg!or camo. I told you then that I understood it all. You had kissed moon the stone oft sacrifico, but in that moment you wcto a* ono dead. When you camo back to life, it was otherwise. But fortune took fchtt game out of your hands, and you married. 1110 and swore an oath to 1110, and (hi* oath you havo kept faithfully. Ycu married me, but you did not know whom yot* married. You thought 111c beautiful and. sweet and true, nndnll theso things I wa&, but.you did not understand that 1 waa far apart from you—that 1 was still a. savage•s my forefathers had been. You thonghft that I had learned your ways perchanc* oven you thought that'I reverenced youc God, as for your sako havo striven to ili^ but all the while 1 have followed the ways of my own people, and I could not quits forgot my own gods, or at least they wouM not j-.ulTer me, their .servant, to oscajMt them. For years and year.* I put them from me, but at last, they were avenged, and my heart- mastered me, or rather mastered me, for I know nothing of wha* I did somo few nights since, when 1 coitv— bra ted the sacrifice of iiuit/.etnnd yon savf mo at the ancient rites. 'All these yevr. you bail been true td llie, and 1 had iiurne you children, whnnk you loved, but you loved them for their own sake, not for mine. Indeed at heart you hated the Indian blood that was mixed in their veins with yours. Mo also yoa loved in a cciSiiln fashion, nnd this hatt love of

yours

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drove me well nigh madL

Such as it wa, ii died when you (tawmet' distraught and celebrating tho rites ofwy forefathers on the tcoe.alli yonder, and yon know me for w!\-it I am—a savaun. An«£ now the childr. who linked us together aro dead. One l.y ono they died in thiffi way and in hat. fr the curse which follows my blood descended upon them, and your lovo for 1110 is dead with them. I alone remain alive, a monument .[ past dayfl, and I-die also. "Nay, be silent. Listen tome, for iny time is short. When you badenio call yo» 'husband' 110 longer, then I knew that U) was finished. I obey you. I put you from, me. You are 110 moro my husband, uiuli. soon I shall cease to bo your wife. StiiJL Teule, I pray you listen tome. Now, seems to you in your sorrow that yoa* days aro done, and that there is no happiness loft for you. This is not so. Yoa am still but a man in he beginning of middle age, aud ynu are yet strong. You wilx«K capo from his ruined land, and when yoa shake tho dust of it off your foot its curse shall fall from you. You will return to your own place, and there you will And ono who has awaited your coming for many years. There tho 6!ivago woman whom you mated with, tho princess of fallen houso, will beconio but a fnntastlo memory to you, nnd all these -strange eventful years will bo as a midnightdrean*. Only your love for the dead-childrenwill always remain. These you inust aling)* lovo by day and by night, and the desire of them—that desiro for tho dead ttw which there is nothing moro terrlblo—shall follow you to your grave And I am glad that it should be so, for I was their mother, and some thought of mo must go with them. This alone tlio lily muid lias left* to me, and there only I shall prevail against her, for, Teule, 110 child of hors shall liv® to rob your heart of tho memory of thoasl gavo you. You sworo that death should sever us, and you kopt you?" in the letter and in the thought. Bu^on

I go to the houses of tho sun to scolc mi own people, and to you, Teule, with whom have lived many years and won mock sorrow, but whetn I will no longer calj husband, since you forbade me so to do, !, say, make no mock of mo to tho Illy maid. Speak of me to her as iittlo as yoss may, bo happy and—farewell!"

Now as she spoko ever more faintly,, and I listened bewildered, tho light aC dawn grew slowly in tho chambcr. lt: gathered 011 the white shnpo of Otoaafo seated in a chair hard by tho bed, and 1? saw that, her arms hung down, and

Jtumii: a n* Kniiftl in a chatr hy the bah. jer head was resting on the back of th# hair. Nov.- I sprang up.und ]ccrod ini* her face. It was white and cold, and :oit!il feel no breath upon her lips. I seized her band. Tlml was also cold. f. *poko into her ear, I kissed her brow, tonfc she did not move nor answer. Tlio light grew quickly, and now I saw all—Otomie was dead!

At. last I rose with sigh to seek help, und as I rose I fell, that there was sometiling set about my nei k. It was theotrf--lar of great emeralds which Guatemoe

had

given to me and that I had given to Of»mie. She had set it there while I slept and with it a lock of her long hair Botii shall I10 buried with me

Flaiil lier in tTie ancient sepulchcr amHS the bones of her forefathers and by tho bodies of her children, and two days later I rode to Mexico in the train of Bernal Diaz. At the mouth of tho pass I turned and looked back upon tho ruins of th« City of Pines, where I had lived so maajr years and wliero all I loved wore buried. Long and earnestly I gazed, as in his home of death a man looks back upon his life, till at length Diaz laid his hand npoa my shoulder ''You aro tt lonely man now, comrade,*" ho said.

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future?" "None," I answered, "except to die.** "Never talk so,'' he said.

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Why, yon.

are scarcely 40, and 1 who am 50 and men do not sgeak of dying. Listen. Youhavw friends in your own country—England?" "I had." "Folk live long in those quiet I nnd*. Go seek them. I will find- you a passana to Spain." "I will think of it,". I answered.

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