“Mr. Dartmoor, I will place the matter before Congress with the recommendation which you have urged.”
He rose from his seat, and the conference was at an end.
Harvey left the White House very much pleased with the result of his call, and hurried to the hotel where he had promised to meet his old friend, Carl Saunders; and arrived there, he related in detail the conversation with the President, and received the congratulations of his chum of the Callao Rowing Club days. Then they fell to discussing events that had occurred those many years ago, and talked of the persons they had then known. Both heard with relief that all members of the two families who had been so intimately associated were living. Carl was delighted to learn that General Matajente was high in favor with the government, and as belligerent as ever, notwithstanding his advanced years.
“Poor fellow! he died in an insane asylum.”
“He is very well, and is resident manager of the mine.”
“That’s so, the mine! I forgot to ask about that. Then it has paid?”
“Yes, it has paid beyond our expectations, and has made us all wealthy, so far as worldly goods are concerned. But what are we doing here? I wish to have you visit me at my home.”
“No; on Q street. Come. Rosita, who is visiting me, will be delighted to see you.”
On the way Carl asked if Harvey had ever heard of their esteemed friend, Don Isaac Lawton.
“Why, yes; he is in Jamaica, and is in good circumstances.”
They soon entered one of those large, elegantly furnished residences for which Washington is famous, and after closing the door Harvey called out:—
“Rosita, here is an old friend from Callao!”
A tall, handsome woman soon appeared, and grasped the visitor’s hand cordially. She was followed into the room by one who was not so tall, but even more beautiful and graceful.
“This is my wife, Carl. But, how stupid! Why, you know her!”
“Know her? Know Bella Caceras? I should say so!”
At the dinner table the guest remarked a curious ornament on the wall.
“Did I never tell you its history?” Harvey asked. “To be sure I did. It’s the Majerona arrow.”
PRONUNCIATION.—ā, ē, ī, ō, as in fate, mete, site, rope; ă, ĕ, ĭ, ŏ, as in hat, met, bit, not; ä, ë, ï, ö, as in far, her, fir, nor; ēē, as in feet; ôô as in hoot.