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Updated: June 8, 2025
Far into the night he sat, and always he stared in the direction of San Marcial. A Story of the Italian Quarter By ADRIANA SPADONI VINCENZA looked from the three crisp dollar bills to her husband, and back again, wonderingly and with fear in her eyes. "I understand nothing, Gino, and I am afraid. Perhaps it will bring the sickness, the money it is of the devil, maybe "
Near the house was something he had not seen when he had looked before the flutter of a white dress against the background of green. As he looked the white figure moved rapidly through the garden and disappeared behind the house. "She didn't say a word," said Texas chokingly. Ten hours out of Socorro Texas Rankin rode morosely into San Marcial.
The antiquitie would therefore, that their Citezeins should exercise themselves, in all marcial feates, and thei made them to throwe against thesame poste, dartes moche hevier then the ordinarie: the whiche exercise, besides the makyng men expert in throwyng, maketh also the arme more nimble, and moche stronger.
Before the fall of St. Sebastian and the battle of St. Marcial, Wellington estimated the French losses at 15,000 men, who could ill be spared in the interval between Napoleon's last gleam of victory at Dresden and on his signal defeat at Leipzig. But the Peninsular war, in the historical sense, was not yet over.
"Quit your damn croakin'!" flashed back Texas. "I ain't askin' for none of your mushy sentiment!" He straightened up suddenly and smiled with set lips. "I guess I've been a fool. If you'll hand over that six-shooter I'll be goin'. I've got business in San Marcial."
One Sunday, seven or eight years ago, on coming out of my house and crossing the Plaza de San Marcial, I observed that a great crowd had gathered. "What is the matter?" I asked. "Lerroux is coming," they told me. I delayed a moment and happened on Villar, the composer, among the crowd. We fell to talking of Lerroux and what he might accomplish.
Nearly one hundred and forty years later Brigadier Don Pedro de Rivera met them farther north, not far from Las Cruces and Doña Ana, New Mexico. To-day they are again at El Paso del Norte. About San Marcial on the Rio Grande began the villages of the Piros, at present reduced to one small village on the right bank of the Rio Grande below El Paso.
By themselves come the road-kids, sporting an infinite variety of monicas. On the water-tank at San Marcial, New Mexico, a dozen years ago, was the following hobo bill of fare: Main-drag fair. Bulls not hostile. Round-house good for kipping. North-bound trains no good. Privates no good. Restaurants good for cooks only. Railroad House good for night-work only.
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