The Carroll Sentinel from Carroll, Iowa on November 2, 1894 · Page 10
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No other newepaper hoe BO much varied and special matter tor ito weekly eeUtkm W TUB WOBLD, and we feel Uut in offering BOTH PAPERS FOR $2 We an giving oar enbeoribere the beet premium we oonld offer them. Don't dtlay, bnt eend IB your trobeoription at once. Renumber, The New York World and The Weekly Sentinel For Only $2 for One TL ear. THE SENTINEL, Carroll, Iowa. THE CHICAGO TIMES THE! ESTABLISHED 1834. 8, 12 nnd Itt Page* Dally. »a to 48 Pagei Sunday. No great daily in the United States is BO closely in touch •with the people as Tax CHICAGO TIMES, Its polioy IB progressive, liberal, tolerant. The Times holds that existing social, political and industrial conditions are not founded upon the principle of equal rights to all and special privileges to none. That under existing conditions injustice necessarily is done Che mass of the people. The Times has its own convictions as to how these conditions may he amended. While urging its own beliefs strenuously and intelligently it does not dismiss with contempt or without a hearing the advocates of other economic reforms. The Times is fearless in its utterances and unswerving in its devotion to the great body of the people. Th» Times believes in free speech, the free coinage of silver, and radical tariff reform. The Times believes in government control of all natural monopolies: The Times believes in such a tax on hind values as shall lighten the burden of the farmer and make the owner of valuable city property pay his just share. The Times believes in the wisdom and good faith of the people, The Times prints all the news from all the world in a manner interesting and instructive to all the people. »KM1> P0M «***!,*: C0PII9B. Read the People's Paper. I SYNOPSIS. Tbnmiis Wlngfleld was born In England of iin Bnglluh lather and a Spanish mother. His mother confided to him tbat a certain Spaniard had eworn to tnke bet life. II— One day, when Thomas was about 18, he went out Into the mayflelds to a trjst with Lily Boznrd. A. Spanish stranger attacked him on the road, and the boy cudgeled the ruffian Into helplessness, leaving him tied to a tree. HI -Lllj's father detects Thomas kissing tbe maiden to seal a love compact and lorblds further meetings of the lovers. Beturnlng home, Thomas finds the Spaniard gone and hie moth- •t lying dead on a scene where footprints betray a struggle. IV— The mother bas been slabbed by tbe Spaniard, Jean do Garcia, her cousin. Thomas' father tells the story of his own early adventures In Spain, of De Gsrcls's passion for bis cousin and the vow to kill her because she fled the eountrv tbe bride of a deadly enemy. Thomas swears vengeance on Do Garcia. T— Be salli for Spain. Lily Bozard pledges eternal love. VI and Tit— Thomas Is a medical student and finds employment In Seville with a popular quack— Dr. Fonseea. He meets Do Garcia and Is'prevented from killing him by a woman whom the Villain bas wronged. Till and IX— Fonseoa dies and leaves vast wealth to Thomas.' De Gnrola has gone ti> the Spanish Indies. Thomas sends his wealth home to propitiate tll;'« father and sails for His- panlola. X— Thomas Is shipwrecked In the Indian seas, escapes De Garclu's power and falls among the Indians of Tabasco, where a native maiden named Marina save* him from laorlflce. XI— Hcnterum&'B nephew, Gvatemoe, befriends Thomas and takes htm to tbe capital. Thomas saves the life of the prince when he is attacked bra fierce pama. , XII and XIII— In Montezuma's palace Thomas meets Otomls, the Emperor's daughter. He Is made a god and donhjed to sacrifice according -to Aztco custom, with 'one year's grace. Tbe Spaniards land on tbe Mexican shore. XIV and XV— Montezuma's kingdom It dls- .tnrbed fa evil omens and augnrehr. Four Mexican maidens are choeen as earthly brides of the gpd Tezcat, and Otomle is ' one of them. She dlsconits bis love for the faroff Lily, renounces hetbndesblp, but resolves to die by bis side on the altar of sacrifice. ' ,-••: XVI and XvQ— Cortes reaches the capital and i* received by Montezuma, but tbe nation rises against the Spaniards. Montoznma Is stricken down in Cortes' camp. Kve of tbe sacrifice of tbe god Tenet and Otomle. XVIIIM4 XIX-Tbe god and bis bride are placed on tbe stone of sacrifice. At tbe appointed hour, but tbe Spaniards have fought their war to the altar and confuse the blow. Tb« victims an wounded, bat not slain. De Gracla and Thomas meet. CHAPTER XXXV. OTOMIE'B FAREWELL. Thus, then, did I accomplish the vengeance tbat I had sworn to my father I would wreak upon De Garcia, or rather thus did I witness its accomplishment, for In Hie end he died, terribly enough, not by my hand, but by those of his own fears. When De Garcia was gone into the pit, I turned my steps homo ward, or rather toward the rained city which I could see be ; neath me, for I had no home left. It was near sunset when I came thither, for the road was long, and I grew weak. By the palace I met the Captain Diaz and some or his company, and they lifted their bonnets 1 to me as I -went by, for they hod respect for my sorrows. Only Diaz spoke, Baying: "Is the murderer dead?" I nodded and went on. I went on to oar chamber, for there I thought that I should find Otomle. ' ' ' She sat In It alone, cold and beautiful, M though she had been fashioned !• warble. "I have buried him with the bones of hU brethren and his forefathers, ' ' she said, answering the question that my eyes asked. It seemed best that you should Me him no more, lost your heart should break." "It U well," I answered, "but my heart U broken already," , ' "Is the, murderer deadf" she said profl- ently In the very words of Dlio. "Ho'isdaad." I told her In few words. "You should have slain him yourself. Our son's blood-to not avenged." "I should bave slain him, but In that hour I did, not seek vengeance. I watched It fall frpiu boa von and was content, Per- phanoe ii if best so. The ficcltingof .vengo- anoe bas brought all tny sorrows upon me. Vengeance belongs to God and not to man, M I have learned too late." "I do not think so," wld Otomle, and tbe look upon her face was tbat look which I had seen when she emote tbe Tlasoalan, when she taunted Marina and when she duuoed upon the pyramid, the leader of the saorlfloe. "Had I been in your place I would have killed him by inches. When I had dune with him, thon the devils might begin, not before. But it is of no account. Everything Is done with, all arc dead, and my heart with them. Now eat, for you are weary." Bo I ate, and Afterward I cast myself upon tbe bed and slept In the darkness I heard the voice of Oto- mle that said, "Awake, I would •peak with you," and there was that about her volpo which stirred me from my heavy sleep. "Speak on," I said. "Where are you, Otoniief" "Seated at your side. I cannot rest, so I am seated here. Listen. Many, many years ago wo met, whim you worn brought by Guutumoo from 'Cubuaoo. Ah, well do I romembor my fln>t sight of you, the Toule, in the court of iny father, Montezuma, at Chapoltopeo. I loved you thon us I have loved you ever since, At least t havo ou vur gone astray of tor strungo gods, ' ' aud sbo laughed bitturly. "Why do you talk of those things, Oto- mlef" I askud. "Because it Is my fancy to do so. Cannot you Kjutro uiu one hour from yoursUxn>, who have spared you so nmnyr You re- uiembcr how you sooruud mo — oh I I thought I should have dlud of shumo when aftur I had caused myself to bu given to you as wife, thu wt(o of Tomcat, you (old me of the maid across tho suus, thut Idly maid whoso token is still sot upon your finger. But I lived through it and loved you the bettor fur your honesty, and then you know thu rail. I won you because I was bravo and lay at your side upon the stone of saorlnou, whure you ItlWNxl mo uud (old uiu that you lovud mo. Hut you nevw lovuU mo— not truly. All the while you wore thinking of tho lily maid. I knew It thou, an I kiiuw tt now, though I tried to devolve mysulf. I was buuutlfu) lu thaao days, uuil this Is something with » uuui. I was faithful, uud that Is laorc, aud onoo or twloo you thought that you loved nie. Now I wish (hut tlioso Tout** bttd oouju an hour later and wo had 4104 together thoiw upon tho stauo— that IsY'l wish It for uiy own nuke, not for your*. Then w» (HoapM, and tue great »< come. I told you thon that I uudi It all. You had kissed mo on the stone of sacrifice, but In that moment you were as one dead. When you came back to life, It was otherwise. But fortune took the game out of you* hands, and you married me and swore an oath to me, and this oath you have kept faithfully. You married me, but yon did not know whom you married. You thought me beautiful and sweet and true, and all those things I was, but you did not understand that I was fat opart from you—that I was still a savage as my forefathers had been. You thought that I had learned your ways; perchance even you thought that I reverenced your God, as for your sake I have striven to do, but all the while I have followed the way? of my own people, and I could not quite forget my own gods, or at least they would not suffer mo, their servant, to escape them. For years and years I put them from me, but at lost they were avenged, and my heart mastered me, or rather thev mastered me, for I knew nothing of what I did some few nights since, when I celebrated the sacrifice of Hultzel and you saw me at the ancient rites, "All those years you had been true to me, and I had borne you children, whom 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 jrtth yoursl ; Me also you loved in a certain fashion, and this half love of yours drove me well nigh mad; Such as it was, it died when you saw me distraught and celebrating the rites of my forefathers on the teocolli yonder, and you knew me for what I am—a savage. And now the children who linked us together are dead. One by one they died in this way and In that, for the curee which follows my blood descended upon them, and yotir love for me Is dead with; them! I alone remain alive, a monument ,of past days, and I die also. . • "Nay, be silent. Listen to me, for my time is abort. When you bade me call yon 'husband' no longer, then I knew that It was finished. I obey you. I put you from me. You are no more my husband, and an I shall cease to be your wife. StUL lule, I pray you listen to me. Now, it seems to yon In your sorrow that your days are done, and that there Is no happiness left for you. This is not so. irons** still but a man in the'beginning of middle age, and you are yet strong. You will escape from this ruined land, and when you shake the dust of it off your feet Its curse shall fair from you. Yon will return to your own place, and there you will find one who has awaited your coming, for many years. There the savage woman whom you mated v*h, tbo princess of a fallen bouse, will 'come but a fantastic memory to you, and all these strange, eventful years will bo as a midnight dream, i Only your love for the dead children will always remain. These you must always love by day and by night, and the desire of them—tbat desire for the dead than which there Is nothing more terrible—shall follow you to your grave And I am glad that It should be so, for I was their mother, and some thought of me must go with them. This alone the lily maid has loft I to me, and there only I shall prevail against her, for, Teule, no child of hen shell live to rob your heart of the memory of those I gave you. You* swore that death alone should sever us, and you kept your oath in the letter and in the thought. But now I go to the houses of, the sun to eeek my own people, and to you, Teule, with whom I have lived many years and awn much sorrow, but whom I will no longer 'call hasharid, since you forbade me so to do, I say, make no mock of me' to the Illy' • maid. Speak of me to her as little a* yo« may, be happy and—faro well I" > : . . Now as she spoke ever more faintly, and I listened bewildered, tbe'light of dawn grew slowly; IB the chamber. It gathered on the white shape of; Otomle seated In a chair bard by the bed, and I saw that her arms hung down, and that Otomte too* seated in a chair t*v the bed. her head was resting on the back of the chair. Now I sprang up and peered Into hot face. It wAswhltoauU cold, nad I could feel no breath upon her lips. I seized her hand. That was also cold. I spoke into bar ear, I kissed her brow, but she did not move nor answer. Tho jllght grew quickly, aud now I saw all — Otomlo was dead! »*»•»•• At lost I rose with a sigh to soeK help, and as I rose I felt that there was something get about my nook. It was tbo collar of great tuuorulds which GuaUiwop had given to uio aud that I had givou to Oto- mlo. Bhe had sot It there while I slept, and with it a look of her long hair. Both •hall bo burled with mo. I laid her In the ancient wpulohor amid the bones of her forefather* and by Ww bodies of bur children, aud two days later I rode to Muxlco In the train of Buruul Dlo». At the mouth of tho pass I turned and looked book upon tho ruliia of thu City of I'lnod, wbwo I hod llvod t*> i*auy yean and whore all I lovul wwo burled. bong and wirnwtly I gawd, an In his |iour of death a uiaa looks back upon hlx lite, till at length Diaz laid hU hand my nhouldur. " You ore a lonely man now, comruuo," honald. "What vliuui have you fur liw futurvt" 4l Nouu," I answered, "eioept to die." "Never talk M>," ho Hold. "Why, you are scarcely 40, «ud I who am 60 and wow do not spwik oj dying, blvtau- You have frtand* In your own country— Kugluudt" "I had." "Folk live long to thow quiet land*. Go awk them. I will flnd found toe a lodging, t abode in Mex- I leo 10 days, wandering sadly about the Where Mouteiuma's pleasure house had beeti and where I hnd met Otomlo. Nothing was left of its glories except some of the ancient cedar trees. On the eighth day of my stay an Indian stopped me in the street, saying that an old Mend had charged him to soy she wished to see me. I followed the Indian, wondering who the friend might be, for I bod no friends, and ho led me to a flue stone house In a new street. Hero I was seated In a darkened chamber and waited there awhile till suddenly ft snd and sweet voice that seemed familiar to me addressed me in the A»teo tongue, saying, "Welcome, Tetile." I looked, and there before me, dressed la the Spanish fashion, ntood a lady, tm Indian, still beautiful, but very feeble and much worn, as though with sickness and sorrow. "Do you not know Marina, Tenlof" she said again, but befooro the words had left her lips I know her. "Well, I will soy this—that I should scarcely hove known yon, Teule. Trouble and time have done their work with both of us." I took her hoiid and kissed It. "Where, then, is CortesP" I asked. Now a great trembling seized hor. "Cortes Is In Spain, pleading his suit. He has wed a new wife there, Teule. Many years ago he put me away, giving me In marriage to Don Juan Xararnillo, who took me because of my possessions, for Cortes dealt liberally with me, his discarded mistress." And she began to weep. Then by degrees I learned the story, but 1 will not write it hero, for It is known to the world. When Marina had served his torn and her wit was of no more service to him, the conqueror discarded her, leav- ls% her to wither ofa broken heart. She told me all the tale of her anguish when she learned the truth and of how she had cried to him that thenceforth he would nsver prosper. Nor Indeed did he do so. For two boors or more we talked, and when I had heard her story I told her mine, and she wept for me, since with all bar faults Marina's heart was ever gentle. Then we parted; never to meet again. a*>ro I want ate pressed a gift of money on me, and I was not ashamed to take It who had none. This, then, was the history of Marina, ho betrayed her country fer her love's sake, and this tho reward of her treason and her love: But I shall always hold her memory saciisd, for she was a good friend tfene, and twice she saved my life, nor would she dnsrt me, even when Otomle tskmted her so c/uejjy. CHAPTER XXXVt THOMAS COMBS BACK FROM THE DKAD. Xpw, on the morrow of my visit to Marina the Captain Diaz came to see mo and told me that a friend of his was In eosnm'and of aiarak, which was-due to •Oil from the port of Vera Cruz for Cadiz wtttln 10 days, and that his friend was willing, to give me a passage if I wished Is* leave Mfurfaa, I thought for awhile •ft said that • t wonld go, and that very Bight, having bid farewell to the Captain IMa*, whom may God prosper, for be was • fried man among many bad ones, I set ont from the city for the last time In the ipany of some merchants. A week's Journey took us safely down the mountains to Vera Cruz, a hot, unhealthy town, with an Indifferent anchorage, much exposed to tho fierce northerly winds. Here I presented my litters of recommendation to the commander of the carak, woo gave me passage without question, I IsftBg in a stask of food for the journey. At length our voyage oame to an end, astden a certain lath of June I found lay- test In the mighty city of London. In London I bought a good horse, through the kind offices of the host of my Inn, .and on the morrow at daybreak I set ont upon the Ipswich road. I rode hard all that day and the next, and my horse, being stout and swift by 7:80 o'clock of the evening'! pulled up upon the little hill whence I had looked for to? last on Bungay, when I rode thence from Yannauth wltk vsj fathei. Below lie lay* he red roofs of the town. There to! the right were the oaks of Dltchlngbam and the beautiful tower of St. Mary's •tratvb. Yonder the stream of Waveney wandered, and before me stretched the pM*Asw lands, purple and golden, with mmh Weeds In bloom. All waa as It had beea. I could see no change at all. The •sly ebange waa in myself, I dismounted, and going to a pool of water near the •MB**? I looked at the reflection of my own face. I was changed Indeed. Scarcely should I have known It for that of tbe lad Who had ridden up this hill 80 years ago. Mounting my horse, I pushed on again at a canter, taking the road post Walug- lord Mills, through tho fords and Pirnhow town, leaving Bungay upon iny left. In 10 minutes I was at the gate of the bridle path that runs from the Norwich road for mU a mile or more beneath the steep and weeded bank under the shelter of which •tends the lodge of Dltohlngham. Vow the lodge was before me. It had changed no whit, accept that tbe ivy and (troopers on Its front had grown higher— tt me roof Indeed—and I oould see that people lived in tho houne, for It was wall kept, and smoko hung above the chimneys, .The gate was locked, and there wes» no serving won about, for night fell fait, and all had ceased from their labor. Leaving tbe house ou the right, I passed rovnd to the stables that are at the back, near the hlllsld* garden, but hero tbo gate wt> locked also, and I dismounted, net knowing wliat to do, Indeed I wag so unmanned with fear and doubt that for awhile I scorned bewildered, aud leaving tbe> horse to crop tho grunt) whore ho stood I wandered to the foot of tbo church path and gased up the hill an though I waited lor the coming of one whom I should meet. Then suddenly there rose up in my mind a vision of the snloudUi chamber lu Mon- tcsunm's pnlaoo in Tunootltlan aud of myself slenjilng on a golden bod aud dream- Ing on that bad—I knew It now. I was fh* god Tozuat, and on the morrow I must be •aorlflcod, and I slept In misery, and us I slept I draunod. I dreamed that I stood where I stood tliU night, that the aoont of tbe Bngllsh flowers wall In my nostrils us |t was U>U night, and (hut the sweet song of tho nightingales rang lu my oars as at this present hour. I dreamed that as I lasted and listened tbe moon canto up ow the gruon ash and oaks, and, lot there she shone. I drwtmud that I hoard a aound of ulugtng on tho hill. ••t now I awaku from this vision of the pant uud of u luug lost drwuu, for us I ttood tbo sweet voice of u woman began to ctng yondur on tho brow of thu Mil. I not not modi I heard It dourly, and the eound grow ovuit nearer as thu singer drew 0MNB the nlllatte. It was so near now that I oould autoh the very words o( that 1*4 «oug, which U> tliii day I rtiuieuiuor. Nvw I oould sw a wuwau's »hm»o lu thu It wo* tell aud nUtiily and cd with the seal ot some great sorrow. saw, and so deeply wns I stirrod at . think Of II," I auswewd. la tip}* fr« oaine to Jtfotleo olml lu u white robu. ProwjiUr «hu l) h»r ituod to wuUih th« flUtor of a Ua|, uud Uiu moonlight lit up bur fttoo. It wan Uiu (aoo of Lllv Boxart, my lost lovo.boautlful a* of yoru, though grown olduroud staiup- ve talK brok» paling to trlilch i < onto the enrth, r.w.l .. *... . .) t from my lips. She heard tho groan and ceased her' Bong. Then, catching tho sight of the. fig' uro ot tt man, she stopped and turned as though to fly. I stood quite still, and womler overcame her fonr. She drew nearer and spoke in the sweet, low voice that I remembered well, saying: "Who wanders here so latoP Is it you, JohnV Now when I heard her speak thus a new fear took me. Doubtless she-was married, and "John" waa hor husband. I had. found her, but to loso her more completely. Of a sudden it came into my mind that I wou'tl not discover myself till I know tho truth. I advanced a pace, but not so far as to pass from the shadow of the shrubs which grow here, and taking- my stand in such a fash Ion that the moonlight did toot strike uuoh my fuco I bowed low in the courtly Spanish fashion, and disguising my voice spoke as a Spaniard might in broken English, which I spore to write down: "Madam," I said, "have I the honor to speak to one who in bygone years woe named the Senora Lily Bozard f" "That was my name," sho answered. "What Is your errand with me, sir?" Now I trembled afresh, but spoke on boldly. "Before I answer, madam, forgive me If I oak another question. Is this still your namct" "It is still my name. I am no married. ToU and stately and clad in a white robe.. Woman," she answered, and fora moment She sky seemed to reel above me and the ground to heave beneath my foot like the lava crust of Xaca. But as yet I did not reveal myself, for I wished to learn if the •till loved iny memory. 'Sonora," Isaid, ''lama Spaniard who- nrved in the Indian wars of Cortes, of" which perhaps yon have hoard." She bowed her head, and I wont on: " In those wars I met a man who was named Teule, but who had another name in former days, so ha told me on bis deathbed some two years ago." "What name?" she asked In alow voice. "Thomas Wingflold." Now Lily moaned aloud and In her turn caught a* the polos to save herself from falling. 'I deemed him dead these 18 years," she gasped, "diowned lu the Indian sew, where his vessel foundered." 'I havo heard say that be was shipwrecked In those seas, scnora, but hoeo- oaped death and fell among the Indians, who made a god of him uud gave him the- laughter of their king in marriage." And [ paused. She shivered, then said In a hard voloK 'Continue, sir. I listen to you." "My friend Teule took the pact of the Indian* la the wars, as being the husband if one, of their princesses he must do in honor, and fought bravely for them for many years. At length the town that he defended was captured, his one remaining child was murdered, and his wife, the princess, slew herself for sorrow, and he iumself was taken Into captivity, whew be languished and died." "A sad talc, sir," sho said, wljh a little huiah—o mournful laugh that waa half oholed with tears. "A very sod tale, sonom, but one that. Is not finished. While ho lay dying my friend told me that In his early life be had . plighted troth with a certain English maid named" "I know the name. Continue." 'Ho told mo that though ho bad been wedded and loved his wife, tho princess, who was a very royal woman, that many times hod risked her life for bis—aye, even to lying at his upon the stone of aao- rifloe, and of hor own free will—yet the memory of this maiden to whom he waa. onoo betrothed bod companioned him through Ufa and was strong upon him now at 1U close. Therofoni ho prayed mo far our friendship's sake to sock hur out when I returned to Europe, should she stlU live, and to give hor message from him and to wake a prayer to her on his behalf." "What message and what prayer r" Lily whispered. "This: That beloved hor at thetodof bis life M he hot loved her at its beginning; that he humbly prayed hor forgiveness because he had broken tbo troth which they two had sworn beneath the booob at Dltohingbum." "Sir," she cried, "what do you know of thatr "Only what my friend told mo, senora." "Your friendship must havo boon uloso, and your memory must bo good," she murmured. ''Which he had done," I wont on, "under strange circumstances—«o strango Indeed that ho durod to hopo that hid broken troth might lx» renewed In DOIUO batter world than this. His last prayer wan thai sho should say to nu>, his messenger, tbat she forgave htm and still lovod bli». a* to ttU duuth he lovod hor," "And how can such forgiveness or such an avowal advantage H duutl maul 1 " Ltljr asked, watching HM» keonly through tho •hudovYik. "Huvu tbo dead then oycw'to IM and ears to hour?" "Bow con I know, tonoraf I do but ueoute my mission." "And bow uun I know that you ora a true inestongurf It ohunced that I bad •uro tidings of the drowning of Thowu* Wingflold many years ago, aud this tala of Indians and princestWIs woudrou* strange—more like those that Imppou In rvmunuei than in this plain world. Have you no token of your good faith, ulrf" "1 have such token, stiiiora, but Us* light U too fulut for you to ww U." n< Thon follow mo to thu huuuo. Tbore wo will g«t light. Buy." Aud, once won* going to tho vtoblv gate, uhu oallul John. An old man answered hur, aud I knew the voice for that of uuuuf my father'* iorvtug man. 'i'o him she suoUo tu low

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