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The banker, not allowing himself to be de- feated, let a tinkling cascade of ounces glide through his fingers, whose tawny reflection was capable of turning the most resolute head. _Gambling-tables, held by persons of. distinc- tion, were publicly open iin the principal houses; but the fact which gave this festival a. strange- ness impossible to find elsewhere was, that monte tables were displayed in every street and in the open air, on which gold tinkled, and where everybody possessed of a real had theright | to risk it, without distinction of caste or color. The Tiger-Slayer; Eagle-Head to the Rescue. BY GUSTAVE AIMARD. The group: around the monte tables were nu- ‘It is a nice sum, caballeros—one hundred CHAPTER I. | merous and animated. Still, ev ing wenton ounces; with them the ugliest man is certain of THE GAME OF MONTE. | with an order and tranquillity which nothing Mextco is indubitably the fairest country in | troubled, although no agent of the poereenaienis the world, and every variety of climate is found | was walking about the streets to maintain good gaining the smiles of beauty. Come, who will _ cover them?” ‘‘ Bah!” a lepero said, with a disdainful pout, there. But while its terri is immense, the | order and watch the gamblers, ‘‘what are one hundred ounces?' Had you not population, unfortunate- won my last ochavo, Tio y ad of being in a Lucas, I would cover air ratio with it, onl them, that I would.” amounts to seven mil- lions, of whom nearly five millions belong to the Indian or mixed races, The State of Sonora is one of the richest in Mex- ico, owing to the numer- ous gold-mines by which its soilis veined. Unfor- tunately, it is incessantly rare tribes against pole an ; which the inhabitants wage a constant war. Thus the continual en- gagementswith these sav- hordes, the contempt of life, and the habit of shedding human blood on the slightest pretext, have given the Sonorians a haughty and decided bearing, and imprinted on them a stamp of nobil- ity and grandeur, which spare them entirely from the other States, and causes them to be recognized at the first glance, The day on which our story commences, at about two in the after- hot suff whieh poured ts ot sun whic s ae on Pa ant as uaymas, generally so quivt at that hour, when the inhabitants, over- come by the heat, are asleep indoors, presented an animated appearance, &, ShA NTLIEESSS + SIMD AP £ Lf SET IIIT LL. which. would have sur- SES prised the st rwhm Wa accident had taken there Sax at the moment, and ¥ woul have caused him suppose, most assur- edly, bint he was about to witness one of those thousand ronuncia- mentos which annually afflict this wretched province. Still, it was nothing of the sort. The military authority, represented by General San Benito, Governor, Guaymas was, or seemed to be, satisfied with the government. The smug- glers, leperos, and hiaquis, continued in a toler- ably satisfactory state, without com sini S00) much of the powers that were. en . the extraordinary agitation that prevai in the town? What reason was strong enough to keep this indolent population awake, and make it forget its siesta? For three days the town had een a prey to the gold-fever. The Governor, yielding to the supplications of several consider- able merchants, had authorized for five days a foria de plata, or, literally, a silvar fair. THE RESCUE. About half-way up the Calle de la Merced, one of the widest in Guaymas, and opposite a house of goodly appearance, there a table covered with a feeg baize, and piled up with gold ounces, ind which a man of about irty, with a crafty face, was stationed, who, with a pack of cards in his hand, and a smile on his lips, invited by the most insinuating remarks the numerous spectators who surrounded him to “Come, caballeros,” he said, in a honeyed tone, while turning a provocative glance upon the wretched ree pene 4 draped in their rags, who regarded him with extreme indiffer- “Tam in d ir, Se- nor Cuchares,” the bank- er replied, with a bow, ‘that luck was so much against you, and I should feel delighted if you would deign to allow me to lend you an ounce.” * You are jesting,” the lepero said, drawing him- self up haughtily. '* Kee our gold, Tio Lucas; ow the way to procure as much as I want, when- ever I think proper; but,” he added, bowing with the most exquisite polite- ness, ‘‘I am not the less grateful to you for your generous offer.” And he offered the banker across the table his hand, which the lat- ter pressed with great cordiality. The lepero profited by the occasion pick up with his free hand a pile of twenty ounces that was in his reach. Tio Lucas had on difficulty in restrainin himself, but he feign not to have seen any- thing. After this interchange of good. offices there was a moment’s a tt The spectators seen that oc- therefore denouement . Senor Cuvchares was the first to renew the conversa- Oh ’ *Oh!”— sudden! he shouted, striking hiy fore- head, I believe, by Nu- estra Senora de la Mer- ced, that I am losing my head.” ‘Why so, caballero?” Tio Lucas asked, visibly disturbed this exclamation. “Carai! it’s very simple,” the other went on. ‘Did I not tell you just now that you had won all my money?” “You certainly said so, and these caballeros heard if with me: to your last ochavo. “Caramba! I made a mistake, and I have some ounces still left.” ** Impossible !” ** Just see, then!” The lepero put his hand in his pocket, and, with unparalleled‘ effrontery, d yed tc the banker the gold he had just’stolén from him been COME DOOKS Cc (@)