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So useful and diligent was the boy that the Father soon took him to be his own body servant, and many an hour did Te filo pass handling with religious care the sacred vessels and vestments and books in the sacristy and in the Father's rooms.

If only, she thought, she could tell Te filo that she had resolved to do the penance, it would make it so much easier; but there would be no way of seeing him until they were at the service, and then the men would be on one side and the women on the other; so he would not know until he saw her, and perhaps he would not look, for she had said she would not go.

Well, you deserve praise, Te filo, and perhaps some reward. But go now, and tell Magdalena to come to first mass to-morrow, as I said. You may take a candle from the sacristy and give it to her." That evening Te filo told Magdalena all that had happened. But her Spanish blood was in hot rebellion, and in spite of her love and Te filo's entreaties, she would not give in.

Thus the comet predicted by Klinkerfues and discovered by Pogson had already lagged to the extent of twelve weeks, and we shall meet instances farther on where the retardation is counted, not by weeks, but by years. Here original identity emerges only from calculation and comparison of orbits. Comets, then, die, as Kepler wrote long ago, sicut bombyces filo fundendo.

Then a thought came to her with delicious joy: she would make up to him, and punish herself, for having refused, by waiting till the people were all in the church, and then going in alone, so that everybody would see her, and Te filo would see what she could do for him. Solemnly the great bell sounded out the summons to prayer.

To carry a candle, as if she were one of the Indian girls, caught in disgrace! No, it was too much. In vain Te filo told her of the Father's words about sending him to Mexico to become a real painter. No, it would be a victory for the Father if she gave in, and he should see that she was Spanish as well as he.

Still may be seen on the shattered walls and roof of the Mission church some faded, simple frescoings, the unfinished task and the memorial of Te filo, the painter-neophyte of San Juan Capistrano. San Diego De Alcala Padre Urbano's Umbrella Padre Urbano, priest in charge of the Mission of San Diego, was in a bad humor.

You were right, it is time you were married, and I have the very one for you. It is Ana, the daughter of Manuel, who works in the smith's shop. She is a good girl. I will speak of it to her father." "Padre," said Te filo, "I cannot marry Ana, nor any one else but Magdalena, for I love her. Oh, Padre," and he dropped on his knees before the priest, "let us be married.

We will go away to the Mission at San Diego, Te filo. My father's brother is there, and I have heard my father say that he has influence with the priest. He will marry us, and you can work there as well as here." But Te filo was in doubt. His love for Magdalena and his love and reverence for the Father contended.

Huge timbers of pine and sycamore, hewn on Palomar, the Mountain of Doves, many miles away, had been hauled by oxen over trackless hill and valley, to form the joists and rafters that one sees to-day, after the lapse of more than a century, firm and serviceable, fastened with wooden spikes and stout rawhide lashings. In all these labors Te filo had taken a principal part.