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It is possible that parties of Indian women, seen travelling alone in this manner, may have given rise to the fable of a nation of Amazons, invented by the first Spanish explorers of the country. Senora Joaquina invited me and Jose to a Tucunare dinner for the afternoon, and then shouldering their paddles and tucking up their skirts, the two dusky fisherwomen marched down to their canoe.
"Will you try another, Senor Coronel?" asked Dona Joaquina, with a smile. "No, ma'am, thank you," replied the major, and then a sort of internal subterraneous curse could be heard in his throat. The conversation continued in English, and we were highly amused at the attempts of our new acquaintances to express themselves in that language.
"Permit me, Senor Coronel," said the Dona Joaquina, taking the cigarrito from the major's hand, and giving it a turn through her nimble fingers, which brought it all right again. "Thus now hold your fingers thus. Do not press it: suave, suave. This end to the light so very well!" The major lit the cigar, and, putting it between his great thick lips, began to puff in a most energetic style.
In 1823 she was appointed instructor of the royal princesses at Weimar, and in 1824 inspector of the gallery there, and later became court painter. Among her works are a portrait of Goethe, a picture of "Ulysses and the Sirens," and one of "Christ, the Compassionate," which is in the church at Schestadt, Holstein. <b>SERRANO Y BARTOLOMÉ, JOAQUINA.</b> Born in Fermoselle.
It was now the season for Tucunares, and Senora Joaquina showed us the fly baits used to take this kind of fish, which she had made with her own hands of parrots' feathers. The rods used are slender bamboos, and the lines made from the fibres of pine- apple leaves.
Clayley followed soon after, accompanied by both the girls. Don Cosme remained at the house to superintend the saddling of his mule, while Dona Joaquina was packing the necessary articles into his portmanteau. Following some silent instinct, we Guadalupe and I came together. Clayley and his mistress had strayed away, leaving us alone. I had not yet spoken to her.
This was the condition and feeling in Foss River at the time of the death of Horrocks; this was the state of affairs when the insouciant Bill leisurely strolled into the sitting-room at the Foss River Ranch, about the time that Joaquina Allandale had finished her tea. With the familiarity of the West, Bill entered by the French window. His lazy smile was undisturbed.
The confession rendered her sacred in my eyes, and we sat for some time silent, enjoying that transport only known to those who have truly, purely loved. The trampling of hoofs! It was Clayley at the head of the troop. They were mounted, and waiting for me. Don Cosme was impatient; so was the Dona Joaquina. I could not blame them, knowing the cause. "Ride forward! I shall follow presently."
William Bunning-Ford be dubbed 'Lord' Bill, and why should that sweet niece of yours, who is the possessor of such a charming name as Joaquina, be hailed by every man within one hundred miles of Calford as 'Jacky'? I think it is both absurd and vulgar." "Possibly you are right, my dear lady. But you can never alter the ways of the prairie.
Yes, I'll give him a chance," he muttered, as, after undergoing the simple operation of removing his coat, he stretched himself upon his bed and drew the blankets about him. "If he'll consent to renounce any claim, fancied or otherwise, he may have to Joaquina Allandale's regard I'll refrain from selling him up. Yes, Verner Lablache will forego his money for a time."
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