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234 THE ARGOSY. present fixed in eager interest, Don Albino lifted one by one the pieces that Campthorne had turned upon the table, weighed each one in his hand, and compared it with his own specimen. ‘‘ They’re all alike,’’ said Campthorne, and emptied the sack upon the table. Dumfounded, Don Albino laid his specimen down and gazed at the young prospector in marvel unbounded. ‘It is ore of the Cincha Larga,’’ he said in awe stricken tones. ‘“It is ore of the Cincha Larga,’’ said Campthorne. ‘‘I took it eight days ago from the mine.’’ Don Albino opened his arms, caught Campthorne to his heart, and kissed him on both cheeks after the fashion of the country. ‘“Senor Don Alejandro Campthorne,’’ he said fervently, ‘‘ by the grace of the saints you have achieved a miracle, and restored to Christian hands the marvelous mine concealed by the old pagans. My son, again I embrace you.” He released the young man and turned to gaze again enraptured upon the golden ore. ‘‘ You have done your part of the agreement,’’ hesaid. ‘‘I am proud to fulfil mine, and to say that you have my full permission HY Then while Campthorne looked impatient, and Don Enrico sulky and angry, a quick step, a rustle of silk, and a little cry of joy, came through the doorway behind Campthorne, a pair of arms were flung about his neck, and Lola ended her father’s words with a kiss and whisper: ‘‘’To marry me.’’ ‘‘T am grieved beyond measure, Don Enrico, at your disappointment— our disappointment, I may say,’’ said Don Albino, alone with the discon- solate 7zco, a little later.. ‘‘ But my word is passed and must be kept. Who could have foreseen that it would be an Americano who should find the golden mine. Alas, that I have not another daughter for one so loved and worthy as you!’’ And he looked as sorrowful and regretful as a man who loves money can look, whose son in law to be has just discovered the richest gold mine in all the southwest. Don Enrico started back for Bernalillo that night. Campthorne and Lola were married at Christmas with feasting and dancing, and grandees from half the territory over were at the wedding. They are happy and rich, and Don Albino Montoya, as his daughter once prophesied would come to pass, is vastly proud of his son in law, the finder of the famous mine that baffled search for centuries. Clarence Pullen. TO DOLLY, ANGRY. Tis said when women angry grow (To tell you is my duty) That all the faults they have they show, And that it spoils their beauty ; But you, I see, lose not a charm, Although your temper’s bad, miss ; For though you’re pretty when you’re calm, You’re also pretty mad, miss ! Vincent F. Howard. Eomichbooks (Eo)