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the trees shimmer and gleam like a transformation scene, "My darling, my poor frightened dove, what is there and then, stealing up to the window where we were sit- to fear? Surely no one would follow you to the confesting, glorified the face bending over me, as the lips sional. See! I have the jewels-Gods! what are these parted to prefer the request. The dear, beautiful face! stones that jeer and gibe at me? There is something How I wish you could see it as I saw it at that moment. mocking in their gleam." The rippling golden hair, brown in the shadow, silvery "My opals! Oh, Angelo, they were his wedding gift in the moonlight; the dancing, laughing eyes of blue, to me. 'Tis said they bring misfortune. What if he the sweet, womanly mouth; the parted lips, through suspect? It will be death to us both." which gleamed the white, even, perfect teeth. In the open "How nervous you are, my own. Courage, courage, palm lay a ring, two diamonds shooting out steely blu- now just as we need it most, when we have but to take ish rays, and between them, beating, throbbing, smoul- a single step and we may belong to each other. Oh, dering, like a soul in pain, sometimes red as the fiercest the heaven of that thought! My brain whirls with its heart of flame, then paling until almost colorless, was mad delight. Let me have one kiss to assure me it is an opal. Watching its heart of fire, the story came to true, and I am not dreaming."
As he touched her lips, she almost shrieked, as she The vesper bells chimed softly out through the twilight shrunk away from him, shuddering, as with cold. of a sultry day, echoing down the narrow valley, throbs “I must not wait longer. Be careful of the jewelsof silvery sound dying away among the foot-hills, waves they are our all. At ten precisely, in the acacia grove. of sweet silence. The door of the little church stood Till then, adieu ; do not fail me. I tremble-I am open, and one form after another glided softly in, and afraid." kneeling before the shrine of some best-loved saint, “Benedicite, daughter !" and the curtain of the conmade, with trembling fingers, the sign of the cross over fessional fell, and the graceful form moved quickly, noisea breast mayhap weary of battling with the pains and lessly away. disappointments of life, and, closing eyes full of unshed Left alone, the young priest, with trembling hands, tears, mumbled, with quivering lips, a prayer. Around removed his surplice, and stooped to gather up the jewthe altar hung clouds of incense, the lamp that is ever els and place them in an inner pocket of his long coat. burning shone like a star amid the dusk and shadow, As he touched the opals, he started suddenly, dropping and the tones of the organ beat through the silence like them again in nervous haste. the anguished throbs of a stricken soul. Just as the "Pshaw ! how foolish I am ; and yet I could swear last tremulous tones were dying away, from the window they laughed at me. "Tis but a superstition - there is of the confessional, in a shadowed niche at the side of nothing in it. We cannot be discovered. Don Pedro the chancel, gleamed, for a single moment, a glance knows nothing-does not even suspect that I love his from eyes that seemed to search every nook and corner, beautiful wife. Only a few hours more, and she will be and penetrate every dusky shadow. It was only for a forever my own-my own-my own." moment, and was instantly withdrawn, as a tall, slender He picked up the jewels, placed them securely in his figure entered, shrouded in lace, despite the closeness of pocket, and went out, carefully closing and locking the the evening, and, passing rapidly up the aisle, along door. He passed swiftly along, singing softly, as was which her trailing skirts swept with a ghostly sound, his wont, an Ave Maria, not surely because holy thoughts knelt at the confessional, and buried head and face in filled his mind, for his heart beat fiercely with mad, unthe tightly clasped hands. They were small pely controllable passion. Stop! Was that a stealthy foothands, covered with sparkling jewels, and as, after a step? He is passing the acacia grove, from which, in moment of silence, she raised her head, the lace par- a short hour, he is to fly, carrying his heaven with him; tially falling, you could see tresses dark as night and a he shivers with a sudden fear-a sense of some undecheek satin smooth, crimson and hot with intense feel- fined presence, some unseen danger. He is no coward, ing - the glorious eyes, full of dangerous fire, the red and turns to meet it, only to find himself held in a grasp lips trembling with excitement. It cannot be religious strong as death, and confronted by the husband of the fervor; it is no holy enthusiasm that calls that panting woman he loves. fear into those eyes, that makes the breath come in "Now make your peace with heaven, if so be you quick, short gasps, and the bosom heave like a fright- can, for, by my soul, in one instant I will send you into ened bird. Listen, she speaks! The voice is so low eternity. The Spaniard is not blind-he can see; but the waiting priest bends his head lower to listen : he can wait until he strikes surely. Give me the jewels.
"Angelo, be quick; I can stay but a moment. I They were my gift to her when she became mine, and have brought the jewels; here they are. Take them, she shall never be yours-never, never. Now pray, if and I must go. I may be watched and followed. Oh, your guilty lips can frame a prayer. I raise my hand; what would become of you-of us both—if we are dis- when it falls, you die." covered !"
It had come, then; it was as she said- the opals had While she speaks, she has torn the sparkling rings brought misfortune. By the moon's soft light, which from her fingers, the diamonds like drops of liquid light was just then rising, he could see them lying where the from her ears; and unclasped from the slender throat haughty Spaniard had thrown them, gleaming at him a necklace of opals, wondrous, priceless stones, that with their impish faces. How tender the moonlight gleam even through the shadow with a red, dangerous seemed! He wondered if she sat where it could illulight. Over the dark, bared head bend locks that are minate her wondrous beauty. His lips moved to frame fair; into the dusky eyes shoot glances from others, blue a prayer. It was only this: "My love! my love !" as the spring-time violets, but beaming with all a man's Even in this supreme moment, his thought was of her. passionate adoration. The voice that answers hers He grasped the merciless hand that was stretched high shakes with its fathomless depth of feeling; and her above him: tiny hands are clasped so hard that she almost cries out “Wait! I have a favor to ask. Spare her; she is as she strives to draw them away,
innocent; I alone am guilty."
The face of a demon could not be darker than the one
A NOCTURNAL CONCERT. that bent above him :
The voice of Nature never yet was still. "Spare her? I will send her to you; you shall not
When comes the night, and darkness, deep, profound, be separated long." And swiftly the uplifted hand de
Clothes all the earth, then list. A noisy sound, scended.
From some deep-sleeping pool, your ears will fill ; The moon rose higher and higher, its soft radiance Ten thousand hammers, worked with sturdy will piercing the densest shadows of the acacia grove, where On muffled anvils, seem to strike and pound a face fair and peaceful lay upturned to its caresses.
Like that clink, clank, of hammers when they bound
From hardened steel. At intervals a shrill The musical, silvery chimes struck ten. Almost at the
And nearer note disturbs your listening ear: same instant a veiled, shadowy figure entered the wood,
These are the sounds that issue from the throats and stole noiselessly along toward its deepest shade.
Of those wet warblers of the tarns and fens — The dark eyes were filled with a slumberous light; one Those chorus singers of the marsh and mere, burning spot burned on either cheek; the breath came Who serenade the stars with their harsh notes, in quick, choking gasps, and the slender fingers that
In symphonies no mortal creature kens.
ALVAH PENDLETON. held the lace covering round the shapely head and throat clasped and unclasped in a quick, spasmodic way. “I am sure no one saw me, and yet I cannot rid my
COMPENSATION. self of the idea that I am followed. Why can I not shake off this horrible depression? Oh, my love! my
I thought she had all things to make her life love! What would I not dare for you?-what would I
What life should be -- gracious and glad and sweet ; not give for you? My life, if needs be, a thousand times
All earthly good seemed prostrate at her feet.
And I-my lot was one of daily strife over!"
To meet my daily needs. To-day she'd call The heart of the wood is reached. It is all so still,' so
It blest to take my life, so poor and small dark, she is afraid. She whispers, scarcely above her To careless eyes, and at my feet would cast, breath :
If only love could be so bought and sold, "Angelo! Angelo !"
All treasures of her present or her past. "He is here, my love !" and from behind a dark aca
Seeing the one great joy my life doth hold, cia a tall form comes quickly toward her.
The sweetness that all sweetness doth enfold,
She cries, “O niggard Fate, you've given me naught!" What is this sudden terror? She cannot speak; she
And I, my heart with happiness o'erfraught, is dumb. One glance into the face bending over her,
Cry out, “O bounteous Fate, you've given me all." one shriek, and she turns to flee. A grasp like iron
CARLOTTA PERRY. holds her and drags her swiftly back.
“You come to seek Angelo. He is here. Look, he is waiting for you. He trusted you so fully, you know;
HARVEST. he was so sure you would come; he is sleeping while he
The valley slopes lie smiling in the sun, waits. And see! he has brought you jewels for your
Rich with the varied harvests of the year; bridal. Look how they gleanı-how like their red One light cloud floats upon the summer sky, hearts are to drops of blood! Let me clasp them on
Reflected in the fountain falling near. your neck, my beauty, that he may see them when he
The poppies gild the distant mountain-tops, wakes."
The rose-breath from the garden freights the air;
Idly, I swing beneath the laurel's shade, In a dark horror, as of one in a dream, she gropes to
And wandering breezes lightly lift my hair. where his fair dead face smiles up to her. She tears the
The lark's sweet note is echoed from the lane, opals from her throat. Yet they gleam red-red with
The linnet warbles in the live-oak tree, blood-his blood! No need for the murderous knife to And in the far-off field the reaper's scythe do its work. . With one wild cry startling the stillness
Lends its soft murmur to the melody. of the night, she goes to join her lover, while the pale
Among the fragrant vines the wild bees hum, moonbeams rest tenderly on two white faces in the
A drowsy sound to my charmed ear doth come.
ALICE GREY COWAN. heart of the acacia wood.
But what became of the opals? Rap, rap, at the door.
ANNOUNCEMENT. “Will you have the gas lighted, madam?" Flash after flash shoots up, and falls upon the ring
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There is no subject of greater interest to the Eastern States of the Union, the works of the intelligent mind than the unwritten history of ancient mound-builders—of whom we have no the human race. We look back to our ances- history-are being as carefully investigated and tors, who were probably no better than our preserved. Over the entire Pacific Coast, also, selves, with an innate veneration, common to all works of ancient man have been found. Almankind. It is human to inquire into the past. though but little interest has been taken in We have a strong natural desire to know the them by our gold-hunting people, they are beearly history of man as an inhabitant of the ing collected by the wholesale to enrich the earth, and to speculate on the future. To us it museums of other lands, when they should be is a subject of absorbing interest to inquire how preserved in our own. we came to be here, and why. Were we cre- The ubiquitous prospector, while searching ated in our present shape, or are we the result for gold and silver, is often surprised to find reof evolution from lower forms? It is now gen- mains of a prehistoric civilization in the most erally conceded that the human race has walked unexpected localities. There is little doubt the earth for a much longer period than was that the whole country, including the wideformerly supposed. Darwin's well known the spread desert and mountain cañon, has been a ory of gradual advance from the lowest types scene of activity in years long past. And it is to the highest is now assumed by many edu- difficult to account for the facts, such as we cated minds, and the subject has become so find them, unless we assume that the unknown interesting that earnest men, in various parts of race was one of gold-hunters, like ourselves. the world, are devoting their lives to its study. There is no better theory to account for their
It is to a certain extent humiliating to isit selecting, with evident forethought, such a sterthe British Museum, or to pass through the ex- ile and desolate country for an abiding place. tensive galleries of the Louvre at Paris, and Moreover, there are reasons to believe that view the relics of ancient civilization there they led a roving life, and were constantly shown. It humbles our pride to be compelled changing. There is said to be a tradition to admit that in some things the ancients were among the Pueblo Indians of the south, to the our superiors, and that they had in daily serv- effect that another race, known as the Monteice articles of use and ornament that we cute zuma tribes, went to Mexico in very ancient Yankees have reinvented and consider new. times from the north; and that the emigration But there is a period still more ancient, of was gradual, as if the nomadic race had been which we have but vague ideas, and of which slowly driven southward by some unknown we know but little. In Europe, evidences of
In evidence of this, it has been shown the age of prehistoric man are being carefully that a line of ruins extends from the Gila River collected, and all new facts bearing on the sub- quite to the City of Mexico, with rather more ject studied with the greatest interest. In the l obscure traces northward. At certain points the movement seems to have been for a time teresting relics have been sent to San Francischecked, and a stand made, which must have co for the State Museum, where they may be
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en gineered irrigating canals, erected casas grandes, on the banks of the Gila River, is at the presprospected the hills for gold, silver, and copper, ent time the most interesting of all the ruins strewed the ground with broken pottery, lost left by the prehistoric people. Although there their stone axes and shell ornaments, built are many other ruins of less note which are mounds, and buried their dead.
worthy of careful study, this one is the best It is historical that the Spaniards in Mexico known, and is identified with the history of the found a mixture of races at the time of the con- country. The events which led to the discovquest. The Pueblo Indians planted corn, beans, ery of Casa Grande may be briefly stated. and pumpkins, and lived almost wholly on the When the Spaniards had conquered Mexico, fruits of agriculture, while the Montezumas were and the first excitement was over, they began to rich in gold, silver, and copper. Modern min- turn their attention to the unknown north couners and prospectors have discovered a relation try. As we, at the present day, allow our imbetween these ruins and deposits of the pre-aginations to color the mental picture we paint cious metals—a clew to the richest spots in Ari- of unexplored lands, so the victorious Spanzona and New Mexico, revealed by the marks iards listened eagerly to stories, invariably roseleft by the ancient gold-hunters. Wherever tinted, which came to their ears from time to they have found old ruins may be discovered, time. The El Dorado had not yet been disin nearly every case, valuable mines. A similar covered, in the existence of which the civilized experience was made by the early explorers of world at that period had the most implicit faith; the wonderful copper mines of Lake Superior. as a proof of which, the voyages of Sir Walter The best mines and the largest deposits of cop- Raleigh, in 1595 and 1617, may be cited, and a per had been discovered and worked by an an- number of Spanish expeditions well known to cient and unknown race; in Arizona and New historians. It is not strange, therefore, that Mexico, old workings are not uncommon. Sev- the Spaniards in Mexico should willingly equip eral instances are fresh in the mind of the expeditions to the unknown land. Rumors of writer. In the Valeria Mine, Arivaca District, cities of great wealth and splendor, and mines Pima County, Arizona, a human skeleton, with of gold, silver, and precious stones, reached tools of copper and stone, was found in an old Mexico from various sources. It is unnecesshaft, from which a quantity of native silver sary to repeat here what has been so well told has lately been taken. In the Pinal District, in a former number of this magazine. A well Pinal County, tons of litharge have been found, written and very interesting account of the exwhich in all human probability is the refuse of pedition of Coronado, with a map of the route ancient furnaces, which have fallen into decay he took, may be found in the annual report of and all traces of them been lost. The same the regents of the Smithsonian Institution, for substance has been found elsewhere in Arizona. the year 1869, to which the reader is referred. Another discovery of this nature has lately been The following extracts bearing on the history made at a locality twenty-six miles north-east of of Casa Grande are in part from that source. Prescott, Yavapai County, Arizona, at the cop- In the year 1530, Nuno de Guzman, Presiper mines of Head & Richards. An old shaft dent of New Spain, became interested in a was discovered, which had become obscured statement made to him by a slave, to the effect and nearly filled in by drifting sands. When that he had seen in his native country, lying to cleared out it was found to be twenty feet deep, the north of Mexico, cities nearly as large as with a drift at the bottom fifteen feet long, in the City of Mexico, in which streets were exwhich lay hammers and gads of stone. J. J.clusively occupied by artisans in gold and sil. Vosburgh, agent of Wells, Fargo & Co. at Globe The Indian also stated that a desert inCity, was prospecting, in 1879, in the White tervened, which would require at least forty Mountains of Arizona. On the highest peak, days to cross. The President having allowed twelve thousand feet above the level of the sea, his imagination to get the better of his judghe built his evening Camp-fire. In doing so, ment-a mistake too common at the present he noticed some Indian arrow-heads on the day-organized an army with the intention of ground. Stooping to pick them up, he saw, scat- conquering these cities in the name of Spain. tered among the loose earth, a quantity of stone When, however, he had reached Culiacan, a beads, some of them in an unfinished condi- point in Mexico near the Gulf of California, in tion, an examination of which is a key to the the present State of Sinaloa, he found the difmode of their manufacture. Some of these in- ' ficulties so much greater than he had expected that he abandoned the undertaking, and con
was built of red earth, was the work of civilized people, tented himself with making a settlement. Cu
who had come from afar." liacan at the present day contains more than twelve thousand inhabitants. About six years
This seems to be the first historical notice of
Casa Grande. afterward, in 1536, a party of Spaniards came to Mexico from the north. With them came
Father Kino, in 1694, one hundred and fifty also an Arab, or negro, named Stephen. This years later, visited the Gila River and Casa
Grande. He found traditions among the Pima party was a remnant of the expedition of Pamphilo de Narvaez, which sailed from the West
Indians dating back four hundred years. It
was then a ruin. Another priest, whose name Indies, in 1528, with four hundred men and eighty horses, in four ships, to explore Florida,
is not given, visited these ruins in the year of which Narvaez was Governor, under com- 1764. Father Font was at Casa Grande on
the third of October, 1775. He says: mission from Spain. The expedition ended most disastrously. Shipwrecked, taken captive
"The Casa Grande must have been built five hundred by hostile Indians and enslaved for years, treat- years previously, in the thirteenth century, if we may ed with the greatest cruelty by their captors, believe the accounts given by the Indians. The house this small party of four-probably the only sur- is seventy feet from north to south (Spanish feet), and vivors—finally made their escape, and reached fifty feet from east to west. The interior walls are six Mexico as above stated, having crossed the feet thick. We found no trace of stairways. We think continent northward, thence traveling south- they must have been burned when the Apaches de
stroyed the edifice.", ward through New Mexico and Arizona to Culiacan.
In modern times, Casa Grande has been These men caused an excitement by the sto
more frequently visited, and descriptions of it ries they told of cities they had seen, and of given. An interesting account may be found mythical mines of gold and silver, which led to in Notes of a Military Reconnoissance from the expedition of Coronado, in the year 1540. Fort Leavenworth, in Missouri, to San Diego, The adventures of this expedition have oft- California, by W. H. Emory, published in times been related—how the negro, Stephen, Washington, in 1848. On the eleventh of Noand a Franciscan friar, Marcos de Nica, with vember, 1846, Lieutenant Emory was encampa party, were sent out in advance, to learn ed, with his command, eight or ten miles from whatever could be ascertained of the seven cit- the Pimos Villages. A party visited the Casa ies; how the negro was killed, and the remain- Grande, called by him Casa Montezuma. While der of the party returned without discovering riding, Lieutenant Emory asked the interpreter anything of special importance, yet feeding the if the Indians knew the origin of these buildflames by drafts on their imagination, invent- ings. The reply was, “No. In truth, we know ing stories of golden splendors they had never nothing of their origin. All is wrapped in mysseen; and how Coronado marched northward tery." The following is from his narrative: nearly to the present site of Omaha, and returned disappointed. All this is a matter of "About the time of the noonday halt, a large pile, great interest, but has little bearing on the sub- which seemed the work of human hands, was seen to ject of this paper, and is only mentioned here on the left. It was the remains of a three-story mud house, account of its connection with a secondary ex
sixty feet square, pierced for doors and windows. The
walls were four feet thick, formed of layers of mud two pedition, which was sent by Coronado, and
feet thick. Stanly made an elaborate sketch of every commanded by Captains Melchior de Diaz and
part, for it was, no doubt, built by the same race that Juan de Saldibar, to explore a portion of the had once thickly populated this territory, and left becountry.
hind the ruins. We made a careful search for some This party had extended its exploration as specimens of household furniture or implements of art, far as Chichilticale, on the edge of the des
but nothing was found except the corn-grinder always ert, six hundred miles from Culiacan. They shells
, cut into various ornaments, were also found
met with among the ruins and on the plain. Marine met Coronado at Chiametta, and gave very
here, which showed that these people either came from discouraging accounts of what they had seen.
the sea, or trafficked there. No traces of hewn timber This did not, however, deter Coronado from were discovered; on the contrary, the sleepers of the repeating the exploration, and visiting Chichil- ground floor were round and unhewn. They were ticale in person, which is described in the rec
burned out of their seats in the wall to the depth of six
inches. The whole interior of the house had been ords in the following language:
burned out, and the walls much disfigured. What was "He was especially afflicted to find this Chichilticale, left bore marks of having been glazed. On the wall, in of which so much had been boasted, to be but a single the north room of the second story, was found some ruined, roofless house, which at one time seemed to have hieroglyphics, which were carefully drawn, but the been fortified. It was easy to see that this house, which I drawings have been lost."