Dixie: A monthly magazine, Vol. I, No. 2, February 1899Various
General
Dixie: A monthly magazine, Vol. I, No. 2, February 1899
Various
American literature -- Southern States -- Periodicals
The quiet look, revealing the tranquility of its owner’s mind, charmed
the young man all the more in that he was beginning to tire of his stormy
pleasures. He could contain himself no longer, but lifting his head was
preparing to call to her with his customary daring, when Doña Luz smiled
a second time, and disappeared.
“She would not have listened to me!” exclaimed the young man in despair.
“And yet she smiled to me when she left. Now that I think of it, it would
have been folly to do what I was thinking of, and she has given me a
lesson that will teach me to be more prudent.”
After this Doña Luz came to the balcony every day at the same time,
always perfectly tranquil, and always smiling, and Jacinto finished by
falling seriously in love. Not knowing any one in Madrid, he could not
find out who the lady was, and as luck would have it, he never saw the
stupid servant, either going or coming. This was the situation of affairs
when he met the other two gallants.
* * * * *
And now we will finish by saying a few words concerning the plump
chubby-cheeked one.
His name was Santiago Morcillo. He was a native of Leon, had no parents,
and was one of those quiet beings whom it is difficult to rouse, either
through anger or pleasure. When anything unpleasant happened, he said
only, “God’s will be done,” and if he had reason to feel pleased, showed
it only by a smile or by going to church to thank God for the favors
which he bestowed on him. His father’s conduct had been disorderly, and
he left but few unencumbered possessions, his affairs being in confusion,
but the good-natured Santiago did not mind this. He was quite the
opposite of his father and, by force of work, economy and shrewdness,
he recovered what was lost, and even improved his condition so far that
finally he was free from debt and in easy circumstances. Until then he
had never thought of women, and when he did, he said,
“I shall take a rest now. It would be folly to begin a dangerous
experiment immediately. My mother was a very virtuous woman, but all
women are not alike.”
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