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It is already one of the richest in California, and a Pueblo has arisen in its neighbourhood; the only Pueblo on the Bay of St. Francisco, except that near Santa Clara. Between St. José and Santa Clara a road has lately been made which may be traversed on horseback in about two hours.
Then David went home to lay his gift at Shirley's feet. And yet, as he neared the apartment, he felt a strange shrinking from telling her the news, lest she guess what his gift had cost him. He wondered at that. He found Shirley flushed with excitement over news of her own. "Guess who's coming!" David could not guess. "Aunt Clara!" "Why, that's fine," he rejoiced weakly.
"And then you went back to Manila and went aboard the Clara?" asked Ned. "Yes; and came down to witness the signing of the treaty." "Where did you get the guns?" asked Ned. Captain Curtis gave a quick start at the question. "The guns?" he asked. "What guns?" "The guns which were unloaded here to-night," was the reply, "and turned over to the chiefs.
In this spirit he rode home as fast as his horse could carry him. He too had to tell his tale to those to whom he owed obedience, and to beg that they would look upon his intended bride with eyes of love and with parental affection. But in this respect he was hardly troubled with more doubt than Clara had felt. How could any one object to his Clara?
When I am gone, you will console your mother, and tell her that death was only bitter because it divided me from her; that my last thoughts will be spent on her. But while I live, promise not to betray me; promise, my child." With faltering accents Clara promised, while she still clung to her father in a transport of sorrow.
What she could not like, she would ignore and how easily she, after her experience, could do that! What she could not ignore she would tolerate would compel herself to like. Poor Clara! Happy Clara! better off in the dregs of the river than she had ever been in the dregs of New York. She shuddered.
However, in one hour after that, Clara lay as stiff and cold as a corpse, only her breath came a little; but even this ceased in a short time, and then a great cry and lamentation resounded through the whole castle.
'Well; I am not so sure of that. My mother is a most excellent woman, one for whose opinions on all matters I have the highest possible value a value so high, that that that 'That you never ought to act in opposition to it. That is what you really mean, Captain Aylmer; and upon my word I think that you are right. 'No, Clara; that is not what I mean not exactly that.
What is the matter with you?" the old lady was finally able to ask, after wiping away her tears. Maria Clara, in her modesty, covered her face with her round arm. "Come! Hurry up and get yourself ready!" said the old lady in an affectionate tone. "While he is talking with your father about you Come, do not waste time!"
Here Clara, who had been pretty much silent hitherto, struck in, and said: "Well, really, I don't think that you would have mended matters, or that they want mending. Don't you see that she is dressed deliciously for this beautiful weather? And as for the sun-burning of your hay-fields, why, I hope to pick up some of that for myself when we get a little higher up the river.
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