. A white umbrella in Mexico. wooden bones and carved teeth shouldrattle and chatter themselves loose as hegazes down upon the awful sacrilege, forabove him, where once the wings of the io8 A White Umbrella in Mexico Dove of the Holy Spirit overspread the. ^ I V?^M awe-hushed penitents, now twists with aconvenient iron elbow a rusty pipe, thatcarries the foul breath of this impious In the Citys Streets log range into the pure air of the heavenabove. As I sit on my section of the balconyand paint, I can see within a few yards ofmy easel an open window, framed in themouldy convent wall. The gold
. A white umbrella in Mexico. wooden bones and carved teeth shouldrattle and chatter themselves loose as hegazes down upon the awful sacrilege, forabove him, where once the wings of the io8 A White Umbrella in Mexico Dove of the Holy Spirit overspread the. ^ I V?^M awe-hushed penitents, now twists with aconvenient iron elbow a rusty pipe, thatcarries the foul breath of this impious In the Citys Streets log range into the pure air of the heavenabove. As I sit on my section of the balconyand paint, I can see within a few yards ofmy easel an open window, framed in themouldy convent wall. The golden sun-light streams in, and falls upon theweather-stained stones, and massive ironbound shutter, touches a strip of daintywhite curtain and rests lovingly uponthe head of a peon girl who sits all daysewing, and crooning to herself a quaintsong. She watches me now and thenwith great wondering eyes. As I workI hear the low hum of a sewing-machinekeeping time to her melody. Suddenlythere is a quick movement among thematted leaves clinging to the festeringwall, and from out a dark crevice creepsa slimy snake-like lizard. He listens andraises his green head and glides noise-lessly into the warm sunlight. There hestretches his lithe body and basks lazil
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