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As they were pulling away, the Admiral waving to them from the taffrail, they heard the shrill whistle of the bo'sun piping the hands to their stations, and before they had reached the Cinco Llagas, they beheld the Encarnacion go about under sail. She dipped her flag to them, and from her poop a gun fired a salute.
As they reached the first hill they saw a bull feeding on its summit. "Aha!" cried the young don of the Rancho Encarnacion. "Now I will make for you a little morning entertainment, my friends. Coliar! coliar!" "No! no!" cried the boys. "The hill is too steep. It is like the side of a house. You will break your neck, my friend." Roldan said: "It is dangerous, but it could be done."
"I regret to lose you so soon, Don Pedro. I wish that you could have made a longer visit to the Encarnacion." "I am indeed unfortunate," said Captain Blood politely. "But I hope that we may meet again." "That is to flatter me beyond all that I deserve." They reached the boat; and she cast off from the great ship.
The portraits in our drawing-room The Dictator Rosas who was like an Englishman The strange face of his wife, Encarnacion The traitor Urquiza The Minister of War, his peacocks, and his son Home again from the city The War deprives us of our playmate Natalia, our shepherd's wife Her son, Medardo The Alcalde our grand old man Battle of Monte Caseros The defeated army Demands for fresh horses In peril My father's shining defects His pleasure in a thunder storm A childlike trust in his fellow-men Soldiers turn upon their officer A refugee given up and murdered Our Alcalde again On cutting throats Ferocity and cynicism Native blood-lust and its effect on a boy's mind Feeling about Rosas A bird poem or tale Vain search for lost poem and story of its authorship The Dictator's daughter Time, the old god.
The trail of sin is only too evident, even in thoughtless Pegwaomi. The tinselled saints are on the altar at the foot of the bed, and on the woman's breast, tightly clutched, is a crucifix, but Mrs. Encarnacion has never heard of the Incarnate One whom she is soon to meet. Perhaps, if Christians are awake by that time, her grandchildren may hear the "story."
Straight for the Admiral's great ship, the Encarnacion, did Wolverstone head the sloop; then, lashing down the helm, he kindled from a match that hung ready lighted beside him a great torch of thickly plaited straw that had been steeped in bitumen.
Has he come to harm?" he cried and the six Spaniards behind him grew clamorous with furious questionings. "We do not break faith," said Hagthorpe firmly, so firmly that he quieted them. "And in this case there was not the need. Don Diego died in his bonds before ever you reached the Encarnacion." Peter Blood said nothing. "Died?" screamed Esteban. "You killed him, you mean. Of what did he die?"
In the broader water between this passage and the bar, the four Spanish ships were at anchor in mid-channel. The Admiral's Encarnacion, which we already know, was a mighty galleon of forty-eight great guns and eight small.
The one mistake Dicky made in Coralio was to run out of money at the wrong time. Where his money came from was a puzzle, for the sales of his shop were next to nothing, but that source failed, and at a peculiarly unfortunate time. It was when the comandante, Don Senor el Coronel Encarnacion Rios, looked upon the little saint seated in the shop and felt his heart go pitapat.
They were too frightened to talk; not only the paralysing awe of the earthquake was upon them, but the least imaginative saw his home levelled to the ground, his relatives and friends trodden down into the cracking earth. Hills lay between them and the Casa Encarnacion.
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