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"It is Señor Gordon's tin box After you carried hiht I found it under a cottonwood So I took it home with me They are papers I everywhere for the them back to me"

"Perhaps they may help you win the land Eh, Doña?"

"Perhaps You know I offered a reward of twenty-five dollars for the box It is yours Buy so"

"That is all past, alas, Señorita Juanita looks down her nose when I am near She does not speak to n she thinksher to forgive you Do not sulk, but love her and she will smile on you"

"But--this Señor Gordon?"

"All nonsense, Pablo I have talked with Juanita It is you she loves Go to her and be good to her She is back there in the , and enerous and forbearing to a woentle, if he would hold her love Can you do that, Pablo? Or are you only a hot-headed, selfish, foolish boy?"

"I will try, Doña," he answered humbly "For always have I love' her since she was such a little o Don't tell her I sent you She er stay away"

Pablo flashed his teeth in a s and took the path that led round the house He followed it to the sunken cellar that had been built for a milkhouse Noiselessly he tiptoed down the steps and into the dark room The plop-plop of a churn dasher told him Juanita was here even before his eyes could make her out in the darkness

Presently he saw ure bent a little wearily over the churn Softly he trod forward His hand went out and closed on the handle above hers In startled surprise she turned

"You--Pablo!" she cried faintly

"I have so longed to see you--to co, niña---- Oh, you don't kno I have wanted to come But er, heart of ive--that you will love et along without my little Juanita," he cried in the soft Spanish that was native to them both