The Tecumseh Leader. (Tecumseh, Okla. Terr.), Vol. 2, No. 19, Ed. 1 Friday, August 2, 1895 Page: 3 of 8
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She was older and stronger than
,vhen she had attempted to inter
the doll, and need not fear to
confront him in a fit of anger. She
must learn to brave him. Neverthe-
less, the rage of the old man made her
Jiuail. She rose to her feet, trembling
in every limb, and averted her head,
i The crisis was terribly brief.
One moment a white face confronted
j her, with the pinched features drawn
j and contracted, and a pair of g-leam-
ing eyes projecting from the sockets,
, and the next she was thrust out of the
j gate, with her dog, and the bolts
! drawn.
Go away!" cried Jacob Dealtry
through the partition. "Let me never
j Bee your face again. A spy!"
J "Oh, grandpapa!"
j "A a thief! Be off with you, once
for all."
j \Y here am I to go?" implored
; Dolores.
She was stupefied and incredulous
j, of the brusque expulsion.
Return to the convent, if you will.
| ^ ou shall not enter my door again. A
i spy! A traitor!"
1 he voice of the old man, piercing
j and sharp, rose Go a sort of howl of
j menace with these words.
Dolores turned away, with Florio
under her arm.
! .The morning was clear, and the sun-
( shine dazzling, yet the sky seemed
J about to fall on her head. Was it
H true that her grandfather had ban-
I iS'hed her from the Watch Tower for
■ ever?
A crushing blow shatters the prism
Wot a crystal. The shock of brutal, un-
Iforeseen ejection from her home, by
her nearest relative, scattered her
^ideas in a similar manner. Her first
r&liought was of Arthur Curzon. Where
was lie.' How could she find him in
The out-
the girl
dilating*
sagacious
side, and
llYOU JADE, YOU DEVIL S IMP!"
er humiliation and distress? Dolores
icked the nerve requisite to haunt the
uay in quest of him. Or did some in-
tinct of modest pride withhold her
"°m displaying her shame to the
■orld? Oddly enough, the first and
ldimentary comprehension of dread
f public opinion in her mind took the
irm of a natural shrinking from the
;e of slender and grave Dr. Busatti,
id his yellow, little mother. The
jicollection of the ladies of the ball,
lid of the gentlemen who had been
Ind to her on that momentous ocea-
lfe?'.did not trouble ller- There
jmained for her only the safe
jfuge of the convent. The sad
id monotonous routine of mon-
"ic rule was to be the end
ill joy and happiness. A sob rose
Bier throat.
walked slowly toward the
No one noticed her and she
fcsed other pedestrians as if they had
fell phantoms.
pear the fortifications she paused to
(be down on the harbor with a cer-
Jlu wistfulness. Since her childhood
jj| ships coming and going had always
f pired an indefinable longing and
Ittlessness in her breast. Now Ar-
Jllr Curzon was on board of one of
' cmft He would be sorry if he
jild see her. Perhaps they might
jrer meet again. Ah, how she loved
It at this
1
i* at this moment! She loved him
ft a,U,h^ heartland soul. She j shrink from "him" now?
jzed the joy and the bitterness of
bmotion.
he corvette Ladislas was steaming
iy in the distance, bearing the
■ng prince to the Nile. The Italian
:et, the Elettrico, was to sail at a
r hour for Sicily.
ulores pursued her way until the
Is of the convent became visible.
full in her heart She trembled and
shrank back. If she entered
that portal, she might never be able to
again escape. On one side were the
blue sky, the glancing waves of the
sea, the warm sunshine toward which
her whole nature yearned; on the
other, in the cold shadow of the
cloister, was the silent and repressed
lot of the nun.
1 lie fugitive recoiled, oppressed with
doubt and dread. She hid her face in
her hands, weeping, and striving to
conquer her own indecision. Then a
swift panic o' terror seized her im-
pulsive tempt -anient. She lied back
swiftly to t.. Watch Tower. Fear
lent wings to ,gile feet.
Hie familiar i. uudary gained, she
leaned against the wall, panting, and
closed her eyes. Her senses reeled,
and a white cloud seemed to envelop
and stifle her. The little dog leaped
to the ground, and regarded her with
anxiety, his tail drooping.
She knocked timidly.
Grandpapa!" her voice was weak
and hoarse.
There was no response.
casts listened intently,
with parted lips and
eyes, the dog with a
little head cocked on one
and ears pricked up. The ripple of
Hie fountain alone was audible within
the enclosure.
"Grandpapa? Open the gate for me.
\ ou will be sorry if you refnse!"
Still there was no reply vouchsafed
by the obstinate old man. The ap-
peal of Dolores, more piercing and as-
sured this time, only served to arouse
the echoes. Jacob Dealtry gave no
sign of life. Did he hear the appeal?
Had he shut himself up in the tower?
Fear again smote on the heart' of
Dolores, a chilling, indefinable dread
of the coming night and darkness.
She must seek the convent as a shelter,
or become a beggar, a fugitive. What
other refuge could Malta offer W?
Terrible alternatives of poverty and
friendlessness.
She wandered away from the gate,
and crept into the ruined temple!
where Lieut. Curzon had first found
her grandfather lying insensible on j
the pavement. Her instinct was to )
hide herself from the light of day and !
the scrutiny of her fellow creatures.
She was only conscious of a cowardly [
impulse to put off the fatal hour of re* '
turn to the convent until evening, and !
when no other course should be
possible to her.
j She crouched in the most obscure
I corner of the ruin,, holding Florio in
j her arms. The little dog whined from
| time to time and licked her cheek.
Florio evidently realized the full peril
; of the miserable situation.
Her glance strayed around the rude
interior of the temple with weariness
j and indifference She knew the place
well. She had often visited it with
her grandfather and Dr. Busatti. The
altar rose before-her and fragments of
sculptured blocks lay scattered about
on the ground.
If the past appealed to her at all, it
was when a sunbeam slanted in a
golden shaft athwart the entrance, re-
calling to her the night when she had
personated the l'licenician maiden in
the tableaux.
She buried her face in her hands and
wept. Hunger and thirst assailed her,
-and then her faculties became grad-
ually dull, coldly benumbed. Perhaps
she slept.
A light and jaunty footstep aroused
her, a masculine voice hummed a
strain of the song, "My Pretty brown
Maid."
Captain Blako looked into the tem-
ple.
Dolores held her breath, and
shrank back further into the shadow.
Florio was mute in sympathy.
lhe girl felt overwhelmed with
shame. She did not wish to be seen
in her disgrace, jilst, then. What as-
sistance could this stranger give her?
She hated him, with sudden caprice of
unreasonable animosity. If lie dis-
covered her retreat, he would laugh
and jest at the whole dilemma. Dol-
ores could not endure laughter and
jesting in her present plight.
What a -beastly hole!" remarked
Capt. Blake, aloud, as he lighted a
fresh cigar.
Then he strolled on.
The minutes passed slowly and
monotonously. Dolores wished she
had detained, claimed the human sym-
pathy of the gallant soldier once ho
had departed. He had been kind on a
former occasion. Why should she
Hope, expec-
tation, thrilling anxiety of waiting,
were all awaked in her breast by the
incident of Capt. Blake's taking
a country walk. If he thus
rambled forth from the town
why not another? Ah, she watched
not for him. but for another!
Surely Arthur C urzon would come be
fore nightfull. If he loved her, he
he lored her. Had he not repef-.tedly
sworn that he loved her? She doubted
this much needed tenderness no more
than she feared the sunshine would
be withdrawn by some cruel whin of
nature from her island home
At length her quick ear heard an-
other footstep approaching, She rose
to her feet with a bound, and Florio
rushed out of the ruiu with a joyful
bark of welcome. Oh, swift divina-
tion of feminine coquetry! Arthur
Curzon had sought the Watch Tower,
with a new fan in his pocket, to atone
for his misdemeanor of the previous
night
' Uood morning, Dolores," blithely.
"Good morning," falteringly.
"Were you watching for me here,
little girl? Bless you! Why, this
rum old temple would serve as a good
try sting place."
"^es, said Dolores, with a sigh.
She grew pale, and her eyes sought
the ground.
What is amiss, Dolores?" quickly.
She flew to the young man's side,
and clasped both of her hands on his
arm.
I should have soon died if you had
j not come! she moaned. "Grandpapa
I has driven me away. He is in one of
j his fits of bad tempar. lie has them
j occasionally. 1 did nothing to offend
: him, except to hide the broken fan."
J Arthur Curzon s features darkened,
j while a gleam of anger shone in his
| eyes.
! 'Did he dare to strike or beat you,
I Dolores? He shall answer for it to me,
I if he did!"
| Dolores sighed.
"Oh, no! Grandpapa has never
beaten me, I think. He has struck me
with words often enough,.though."
She held up her sweet face to him,
bathed in tears, for consolation and
advice.
The young officer heard all, even to
the project of retiring to the convent.
"Tell me what I am to do," sobbed
the girl, hiding her face on his broad
breast. "Ah! I have no one in the
world besides you!'
[- louching assurance of helpless in-
nocence and faith in his power of pro-
tection! Arthur Curzon was moved
by it, as many another man would
have been in his place.
Why did you think of a convent?"
he inquired at length. "You should
have come to me, my pet"
Dolores smiled faintly.
"How could I board your ship? I
am not a pirate, or—a—a laundress,
'■randpapa is always urging my return
to the convent."
"Curious! He is a protestant," mus-
ingly.
"It must be to get rid of me," Do-
lores affirmed, ruefully.
Finally, he took her by the hand,
and led her back to the Watch Tower.
His eyes had acquired a steely glitter,
while the lines of resolution deepened
about his mouth.
"Poor child! Youi grandfather
must not be allowed to turn you out
of doors as if you had been guilty of
some crime. I will make him listen
to reason. Later, I shall take you
away," he said, with resolution.
Dolores looked at him, lips and chin
acquiring their sauciest curves Al-
ready the terrible cloud of trouble
was passing away from her spirit
Had she not cast the burthen of her
trouble on another?
"You will take me away if I wilj
go," she supplemented.
"Of course."
1 he cloud of misgiving, and perhaps
apprehension, was gathering now
about the path of Arthur Curzon.
( hange in all relations with the sweet
and bewitching creature at his side
had come with an almost appalling
swiftness, jarring and perplexing to
the utmost degree. If the Watch
I ower, with the tangled garden, had
been a hidden paradise to the supine
native, Dr. Busatti, because of the
beautiful girl who dwelt there, how
much more so was it to himself with
his fiery nature of the sailor? He had
not availed himself of a proposed leave
of absence, because lie preferred to
linger at Malta and hold stolen inter-
course with Dolores. He would not
vacate a field in favor of Capt. Blake,
or some other airy trifler. The atmo-
sphere of reverie was roseate, even
time possessed no due value spent in
softest dalliance, varied by feminine
caprices, fierce, little quarrels swiftly
appeased to a seductive ensuing tran-
quility. Behold! Here was the fairy
princess thrust forth from her garden
to beg her bread on the highway!
Arthur Curzon knocked on the gate,
in turn, with an imperious insistance.
Jacob Dealtry vouchsafed no response.
The two young people looked ateach
other in mutual dismay.
"Vousee it is no good to knock,'
said the girl, with blanching lips.
Her evanescent gaiety had left her
with trembling limbs, and her great
eyes fixed beseechingly on her com-
panion, who held her destiny in his
keeping.
(to be continued. )
brief bits of general news
from the territories.
Oklahoma nnd the Indian Territory with
Their lluilget of General and I.oral Lore
Itemized for the Convenience of the Gen
cral KcihUt.
This weather is the hot stuff for the
Oklahoma corn
A vein of anthracite coal has been
found in liluinc county.
Garfield county loads the territory on
wheat production this year.
> * ' here were immense rains last week
in the "aid sections" of Oklahoma.
The term of Normal school at Ed-
mond begins this year September 11.
The Santa Fe has paid its S3,$02
taxes to the treasurer of Logan county.
There will soon be enough women in
the Oklahoma jails to organzie a knit-
ting circle.
Tom Irwin is being larruped with
hot barbed-wire by the editors all over
Oklahoma.
The Oklahoma farmers want to n-et
the outlaws laid by before they begin
taking- in the corn.
A room within a room, containing a
complete poker outfit, was discovered
at Carthage. 111.
Feed is so plentiful on the farms
that one feed store at Enid has had to
close for the summer
Some farmers in Oklahoma county
claim that crab grass will make better
hay than prairie grass.
R. \\. MeCombs languishes in the
Federal jail at Stillwater on account of
perjury in a land case.
News is likely to be scarce again and
Bill Doolin's left leg will be shot again
jn tomorrow morning's paper.
Rev. Joel Smith, who was scandal-
ized, has resigned as presiding elder
of the Central district of the M.
church.
1 lie crops of Oklahoma are reported
to be in good condition.
Lincoln county has been bonded by
Judge Dale for 943,000.
rhe distance around the base of tli >
Wichita mountains is about loo miles.
Seventy-five Iowa Indians have gone
down to the Caddo country to see the
great rainmaker.
I lie Farmers and Citizens hank lias
been organized at Pawnee, with a cap-
ital stock of Si 0.000.
who
says
Some of the Oklahoma papers are
calling a halt on always shooting Hill
Doolin in the left leg.' They say give
his right leg a chance.
If Jessie Findlay will just divulge
what brand of cigarettes she smokes
the manufacturers will stick her por-
trait in every box and pay her for it.
The quiet giggle that went over the
territory when a Baltimore paper re-
ported that the measles were carrying
pff the Indian tribes, will never stop.
Sid Clarke and Gene Murphy are
laving great tilts over their silvery
ideas. Oklahoma posesses brain and
brawn when it comes to a silver con-
test.
The colored man at Oklahoma City
who was on trial for licking his mule,
was victoriously acquitted, Personal
liberties shall not be abridged in Ok-
lahoma.
Three Manchester men followed a
clicking sound three miles the other
hight, thinking it was some fellow
Winding up stolen barb-wire. It
proved to be a windmill.
Professor Morrow has not decided
whether he will accept the presidency I
of the Agricultural college at Still-
water or not. But you bet Professor
Murdaug-h Yesterday is holding on to
his job like grim death.
Sam Bartell, a deputy marshal
has been over near Cloud Chief,
they are still digging for gold.
An Oklahoma architect has wound
his compass around a school building
at Yukon and one at Stillwater.
In the Territory citizens are not a'-
lowcd to hire substitutes to work out
their poll tax, and' they are kicking.
There is talk of arresting Tom Ir-
win when he returns to Oklahoma for
securing money under false pretenses.
1 he ( omiinche Indian do not drink
w hiskey. Hut they are the most ex-
pert surgeons on the seal!) in the Ter-
ritory.
The editor ot the Arapahoe Roe
claims that Indian music is sweet to
him The next thing he v. ill be de-
fending Wagner,
It is said that the Christain brothers
have sworn vengeance on the man who
persuaded them to surrender and stand
trial the first time.
At Manchester a little boy estab
ished a play postofflce and distributed
Ins mother's love letters to the neigh-
bors children. lie now eats standing
up.
It has rained so much in the Pan-
handle of Texas that the railroad en-
gineer, when he wants to stop a train,
puts on the brakes and throws out an
anchor.
1 lie Jacksonville people have given
notice that they cannot keep Oklaho-
ma's insane any lo-ger. and the whole
lot will be transferred to Norman at
once,
Jailor Poak who is pursuing the
jail breakers has not been heard
from since Saturday. lit is in the
Glass mountains.
An editress in Oklahoma says the
"bloomer waltz" is all right—that she
is tired of seeing her sisters expose
the upper portion of themselves and
a little of the lower is refreshing.
The North Canadian river, at El Reno
is out of its banks and lias flooded the
valley several feet deep. Many farm-
ers have been compelled to move to
the uplands and much property lias
been lost. The ri ver cannot lie crossed
as the bridges are either flooded or
the approaches are submerged. The
Rock Island bridge over the South Ca-
nadian went out Saturday night.
The Executive Committee of the Ok-
lahoma Press Association met Tues-
day and issued a call for the next
annual meeting, which convenes at
El Reno in August. That meeting pro-
mises to be the best and most import-
ant of any yet held, as many matters
affecting the fraternity will come up
for discussion. The Committee on
Programme also met and named the
leading editors of the Territory to
make addresses.
An Oklahoma editor rushed into the
office the other day, upset the glue pot
nnd the devil and jabbing his pen into
the spittoon he wrote off the following
Warning; "Farmers; Do not pull your
potatoes while the tops are still green.''
From Kildare comes the following
taessag: Dig all the gold and silver you
possibly can in the rocky mountains
and have it coined so that sixteen
grains of American silver equal one
grain, of gold. Then bring the dollars
to Kausas and Oklahoma and buy our
wheat, cotton and corn. This will
make us prosperous and we will get
up a big railroad scheme and invite
the Europe;fhs to take stock therein.
New York will then step in. wreck the
road, freeze out the stockholders and
make all the money by selling Europe
bonds to reorganize it.
* u r." convent uecame visible, fore nightfull. If he loved her he
JiaL6d again, and shuddered, as if must be aware, by some unerring in-
liad received the shock of a blow j tuition, of her need of him. Of course,
Agricultural Depression In england.
| It is said that so much farm land in
I England has lately been allowed to
lapse from cultivation that wild ani-
, tnals, which ten years ago were in
danger of extinction, are now flourish-
ing and increasing. The badger and
j the otter, for instance, are reported to
i be thriving greatly on agricultural de
pressiou.
In defense of Tom Irwin. Rev.
Brooks has much to say. Among oth-
er things that Irwin's success in inter-
esting the people was well spoken of.
as probably it deserves. There is no
more question of the fact that there is
real want, in many families, in parts
of Oklahoma than of the fact that there
was want in Chicago and New York a
year ago. The difference between pov-
erty in Oklahoma and Chicago, is that
in Chicago there is wealth to retrive
want. In Oklahoma there is charity
but very little surplus means, anil
sometimes a surplus of meanness. It
is no disgrace to a country less than
two years old not to be able to fully
provide foi the inevitable distress that
must come from a year of wider-spread
drouth. He cheerfully joins with ,all
the boomers in saying •■Oklahoma is
all right."
The man killed Tuesday night near
Slieriden, and who was supposed to
have been Dick Yeager, turned out to
be a horse thief-by the name of John
Willets, and the one who was wounded
is a brother of his named Hill Willets.
The Willets were members of Yeagers
band, and own a farm east of King-
fisher, but have not been seen there
for two months. The two wounded
men and the body of the dead man
were taken to Kingfisher for a nio -j
complete identification,
A dispatch from Guthrie says: W. II.
Herbert, treasurer, and three other di-
rectors of the Muskogee. Oklahoma A.
Western, are here obtaining right-of-
way and station grounds for that road.
They will go from here to Enid on the
same mission. The surveying corps
have already began work and grading
is expected to begin August l.-,t. The
road will start at Muskogee in the
Creek nation and run via Cleveland.
Pawnee and Perry to Enid. The
length will be more than 150 miles, and
the road will pass through a very fine
country. It is the intention of the
company to build west of Enid into Col-
orado.
L. C. Perrymkn has been recognized
as the Principal-Chief of the Creek Na-
tion by William F. McIntosh, Chief
Justice of the Supreme Court of the
Creek Nation.. Latest news from Ok-
mulgee, the capital, is to the effect
that Chief Per'ryman was waited upon
at Tulsa by the committee appointed
by the Council for that purpose, and
resigned the seat and books of the ex-
ecutive office under protest, but imme-
diately informed his friends that such
articles cut no figure in the matter, and
that he was still Chief of the Creek Na-
tion, recognized' by the Interior De-
partment of the United States and tho
Supreme Court of the Creek Nation.
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