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Some ill feeling and not a few unpleasant comments were, of course, the result of the little venture; and most of those concerned paid for their fun in some way or other. The performance took place at San Cosme, at the house of the Vicomtesse de Noue.
"He is a relation of ours, Captain," said Don Cosme; "an officer in the Spanish navy." This information pained me, although I scarcely knew why. "You have a friend, then, aboard the Spanish ship," said I to the elder of the sisters. "'Tis well; it will be in his power to restore to you your brother."
The tinkling of a small bell was heard within; and at the same instant the mirror glided back, reflecting in its motion a series of brilliant objects, that for a moment bewildered our eyes with a blazing light. "Pasan adentro, Senores," said Don Cosme, stepping aside, and waving us to enter. We walked into the drawing-room.
We hurried after Don Cosme towards the ante-sala, both myself and my companions ignorant of this new object of dread. When we emerged from the stairway the scene that hailed us was one of terrific sublimity. Earth and heaven had undergone a sudden and convulsive change. The face of nature, but a moment since gay with summer smiles, was now hideously distorted.
Twelve years after La Salle's death a missionary named St. St. Cosme has left this record of the man with the copper hand: "He guided us as far as the Arkansas and gave us much pleasure on the way, winning friendship of some savages and intimidating others who from jealousy or desire to plunder opposed the voyage; not only doing the duty of a brave man but that of a missionary.
The day after Cosme Hilliard's spectacular passage was one of Hudson's days. The pony did not appear, but Sylvester did and came down with his prize. The lobby was crowded. Sheila threaded her way amongst the medley of tourists, paused and deliberately drew near to the desk. At sight of her Dickie's whiteness dyed itself scarlet. He rose and with an apparent effort lifted his eyes to her look.
Here the voice of Don Cosme was heard calling out "Pepe! Ramon! Francisco! bring dinner. Anda! anda!" "Who on earth is the old fellow calling?" asked the major, with some concern in his manner. "I see no one." Nor could we; so we all rose up together, and approached that side of the building that looked rearward. The house, to all appearance, had but one apartment the room in which we then were.
Our progress was stopped for the time by the single piece of artillery at the angle of the roads and the infantry occupying the house-tops back from it. West of the road from where we were, stood a house occupying the south-west angle made by the San Cosme road and the road we were moving upon.
"In five minutes." "Why, Captain, what's the matter? And such a breakfast as they are getting! Oh, Don Cosme will not hear of it." "Don Cosme ." Our host entered at that moment, and, listening to his remonstrances, the order was rescinded, and I consented to remain. I saluted the ladies with as much courtesy as I could assume.
Sweet is the heart of a rose... Sweet is the thought of thee... Deep in my heart..." The dogs were off coursing the woods that afternoon, and the little clearing lay as still as a green lake under the threatening crest of the mountain. Cosme slipped from his horse, pulled the reins over his head, and left him to graze at will. Miss Blake opened the ranch-house door at his knock.
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