K. G. C.—A Tale of Fort Alcatraz, Chapters I - VI [pp. 238-248]

Overland monthly and Out West magazine. / Volume 11, Issue 63

K. G. C. -4 Tale of Fort A lcatrav. guest at the ranch, where he met the Seforita Matilda, and where too he soon became a frequent visitor. The young girl's education had been obtained at the convent at San Jos6, from which she had recently returned. Heretofore she had seen few young men, those the sons of the neighboring families, whose prac tice it had frequently been to dash in and out of the large courtyard at the ranch, mounted on fiery mustangs, their heads covered by broad sombreros ornamented with wide bands of silver and gold embroidery, their legs encased in slashed leather trousers supported at the waist by a bright sash of crimson silk, while from their heels dangled and clanked immense Mexican spurs with jingling pendants. It was thus the young Californians endeavored to pay court, and so had hoped to find favor in the eyes of the fair one, the fame of whose beauty had extended far; but each in succession had as signally failed. Toward Dillon she had been attracted because he was different from any young man she had ever before met; perhaps, too, the paternal influence had been exerted in his behalf - though it was quite as certain the Doha had no wish for an American son-inlaw. But now the bluff, blonde, and handsome Seymour, with his glib tongue and military style, was a new sensation, quite in contrast with the modest demeanor and undemonstrative habit of the man she was to marry. Seymour was quick to see this, and his vanity was immensely flattered; there was too a romantic flavor about it all which was very enticing. Possibly the unwritten law to which men hold each other accountable concerning their mutual relations with individuals of the opposite sex, might have prevented Seymour from a deliberate attempt to supplant the affections of Dillon; but the marked encouragement he found was too strong a temptation, and he lost no opportunity of finding her presence. The changed relations did not immediately dawn upon the consciousness of the unsuspicious Dillon, whose confidence was destined to a rude awakening. It was after he had made a flying business trip to the San Gabriel Mission on the afternoon of one Sunday when he and Seymour had been invited to dine at San Pablo, that a discovery was forced upon him which opened his eyes, and changed his entire plans for the future. Riding slowly up the long avenue leading to the house, on his return near the close of the day, his attention was arrested by the sound of voices issuing from a clump of live oaks at the roadside. The trunks of these trees had been overgrown by.vines, which had formed a natural arbor,- a romantic retreat, where he had been wont to stray in company with his betrothed. This place was known as the Casa Vista, as from it the house was first brought into view. At this point the road turned; near it a rippling stream from the neighboring foothills tumbled over the rocks, making just sufficient noise to deaden the sound of his horse's feet as he approached. His mind occupied with pleasant thoughts of her who was always first there, he had scarcely heeded the low sound of voices, and he might have passed on but that his horse, with equine curiosity, wheeled sharply out of the road and stopped directly opposite the clump of trees, as suddenly discovering the occupants of the place. Here a sight met the astonished gaze of the lovei that for an instant caused him to doubt the evidence of his senses. On a rustic seat which had been improvised with the limbs of a fallen tree sat Seymour, at his side the maiden who was Dillon's promised bride. One of Seymour's arms encircled the slender waist, and a tiny hand rested unresistingly in his. Painfully but quickly was Dillon able to comprehend a degree of perfidy that woman is sometimes capable of; that intimacy which should have been his alone, as an accepted lover, he now saw as freely enjoyed by another, hitherto an unsuspected rival. The sehorita, in dismay, would gladly have extricated herself, but it was useless; Seymour would not release her. It seemed to suit his purpose to announce in this way a stronger claim, and he continued to look unflinchingly into the wrathful eyes of the angry man before him. / 242 [Mar.

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K. G. C.—A Tale of Fort Alcatraz, Chapters I - VI [pp. 238-248]
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