Americans -- Cuba -- Fiction; Spanish-American War, 1898 -- Fiction
implies, and you may go to and from your home with freedom. I will come
to see you just as often as I can and I will arrange to have the
officers of our own army and navy visit you and then you will use your
own good judgment combined with what knowledge they will give to you as
to how you will proceed, knowing that my spirit will be with you even if
my body cannot be ... even if I should be separated from this perishable
body, my Daughter, I think that God would let me come to you to help
you.... He would know our need and it is my belief He would supply it.
Let us pray to Him for guidance, now, before I leave you for the night.
Father in heaven, protect and guide our footsteps while we stay upon
this mundane sphere of spiritual action. Help us do what we were meant
to do and teach us how to walk in unknown paths which we are, now, about
to enter on. May what is just and right be conquerors in conflicts that
will, very soon, be carried on about us. May the souls of those about to
leave this world be prepared for the great change from this world to
another one, and may we, who are Thy humble servants, do the things that
will be pleasing in Thy sight. Bless us, now, and guide us unto Thee.
Amen."
When Estrella reached the home of little Tessa, she found her friend
about to go somewhere but where she would not say ... she seemed so much
distraught about it that Estrella did not ask the second time where she
was going; she could see that she had made some preparations for the
journey, for she had a small bag filled with eatables and a jug of
home-made vintage in her hands; Estrella plainly saw how distressed she
was and how wan and weary, too, and, so, she only stayed a very short
time; but, when she went away, she only went just far enough to be where
Tessa could not see her ... then she watched her little friend, but only
with the kindest thoughts of her, and saw her take an unused, winding
path a little ways, then hasten on without a path at all, so far as she
could see; she wound among the cacti, fearlessly, as if upon a very
important errand, and as if she feared that she would be too late to do
the errand she was bent upon; Estrella watched her for a time, and,
then, still with the kindest thoughts of Tessa, followed after her, but
far enough behind her so she could not see her ... she would stoop
behind a friendly bit of brush whenever little Tessa turned around and
gazed about her like a startled little bird about to seek its hidden
nest; so, unobserved, Estrella followed after her, and came, at length,
to that small clearing where the ruined hut had stood for many years;
Estrella knew about it, having found it at the same time Manuello had,
indeed, for they two used to roam the hills together when they were but
little children ... sometimes Tessa went with them, but, oftener, they
were alone; and, so, Estrella peered within the ruined hut and saw its
occupant as he lay there in bitter pain and wan and weary, too, like
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