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Promptly giving a military salute, Ridge said, "I believe I have the honor of addressing General Garcia." "Yes, I am Calixto Garcia. But who are you?" "An officer of the American army, come to you with a message from its commanding General." "Have you credentials or despatches by which you may be known?" "Only this, sir."
"Keep an eye open for Garcia. He might make a fluke and shoot straight, for once in a way." They stood in silence on the wind-swept summit until the curving down-rush of the western grade had swallowed the retreating engine. Miss Alicia was the first to speak when the iron clamor was distance-drowned. "I like your Mr. Frisbie," she said reflectively.
The town is nearly in the centre, at the bottom of the Bay; about a third of a mile from which there is a tower standing on a point, and off this point is Isla Verda, whereon is a battery of seven long 24-pounders. About a mile to the southward of this battery is Fort Santa Garcia. The English ships had to pass these fortifications before they could reach the French line.
In this and other pieces from modern history, the Filippo for instance, and the Don Garcia, he has by no means hit the spirit and tone of modern times, nor even of his own nation: his ideas of the tragic style were opposed to the observance of everything like a local and determinate costume.
Then through the discordance of other voices, of clicking chips, rustling cards, dice snapped down upon the hard table tops, chink of glass and bottle neck, the voice of Ramon Garcia, liberated softly, filled the room with its richness as a room is filled with the perfume of flowers. Such music as he made did not often come into the North Woods, and men . . . and one woman . . . listened.
A Palaeologus, brother of a Byzantine emperor, had conquered the city of Toledo, and transmitted its appellation as a family name. The father of Ferdinando, Don Garcia, had been slain on the isle of Gerbes, in battle with the Moors, when his son was but four years of age. The child was brought up by his grandfather, Don Frederic, and trained from his tenderest infancy to arms.
I found that this orgy had put Laguerre in a fine rage, and I heard him send out the provost guard with orders to throw all the drunken men into the public corral for lost mules. When he learned of this Garcia was equally indignant.
"What, Falcam, is it you, my boy?" the don cried gladly, wringing the young man's hand. "Yes, senor. I have some papers from Tonza. There has been a slight rising at Diu, but, fortunately, we were able to suppress it in time," handing the don a sealed packet. After casting his eyes rapidly over the contents, Don Garcia smiled and turned with a pleased look towards the captain.
Both officers sprang to their feet at the startling announcement that the eagerly awaited but long delayed transports were in sight, and Admiral Sampson extended his hand to Ridge, saying: "Go back to Santiago and your duty, my boy. I will convey your report concerning the meeting with Garcia to General Shafter."
'Come with me to the Hall of Assembly, I said; 'there I will speak to you. We went to the hall, where the members of the council were already gathering. So soon as the most of them were assembled, there were but eight in all, I repeated to them the words of de Garcia without comment. Then Otomie spoke, as being the first in rank she had a right to do.
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