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"No place can be so poor that I do not choose it, if you are there, rather than the most beautiful place in the world where you are not, Alessandro," she said. "But my Majella loves things that are beautiful," said Alessandro. "She has lived like a queen." "Oh, Alessandro," merrily laughed Ramona, "how little you know of the way queens live!
Benito and Baba walked slowly. Capitan, unhappy, looking first at Ramona's face, then at Alessandro's, walked dispiritedly by their side. He knew all was wrong. As Alessandro turned the horses into a faintly marked road leading in a northeasterly direction, Ramona said with a sob, "Where does this road lead, Alessandro?" "To San Jacinto," he said. "San Jacinto Mountain. Do not look back, Majella!
In a few words he told the old woman of Ramona's birth, of their marriage, and of her new name of adoption; then he said, "Take her hand, dear Majella, if you feel no fear."
In a similar manner the other small tribes branched off from the common stock the Praetuttii near Teramo; the Vestini on the Gran Sasso; the Marrucini near Chieti; the Frentani on the frontier of Apulia; the Paeligni on the Majella mountains; and lastly the Marsi on the Fucine lake, coming in contact with the Volscians and Latins.
Majella will love it; and I will build a house, Majella. All the people will help me. That is the way with our people. In two days it will be done. But it will be a poor place for my Majella," he said sadly. Alessandro's heart was ill at ease. Truly a strange bride's journey was this; but Ramona felt no fear.
But I offered him gold, and he would not come then. The child must die, Majella!" "She shall not die!" cried Ramona. "We will carry her to him!" The thought struck them both as an inspiration. Why had they not thought of it before? "You can fasten the cradle on Baba's back, and he will go so gently, she will think it is but play; and I will walk by her side, or you, all the way!" she continued.
Some of my people went there from Temecula; but it is a poor little village, Majella. Majella would not like to live in it. Neither do I believe it will long be any safer than San Pasquale. There was a kind, good old man who owned all that valley, Senor Ravallo; he found the village of Saboba there when he came to the country.
There was a ship here in San Diego harbor, to sail for Mexico, and the Father made up his mind to go in it; and it was over this same road we have come, my Majella, that he rode, and by night; and my father was the only one he trusted to know it.
"The first time I saw it, Majella, I believe the saints led me there, I said, it is a hiding-place. And then I never thought I would be in want of such, of a place to keep my Majella safe! safe! Oh, my Majel!" And he clasped her to his breast with a terrifying passion. For an Indian to sell a horse and wagon in the San Jacinto valley was not an easy thing, unless he would give them away.
She said nobody should ever live in those walls again; and she took a pole, and made a great hole in one side, and then she ran Antonio's wagon against it with all her might, till it fell in. No, Majella. It will be dreadful." "Wouldn't you like to go into the graveyard again, Alessandro?" she said timidly. "The saints forbid!" he said solemnly.
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