The moon, for instance, on cold, clear nights, presents a silvery, glittering disk, but the soft mellow light of a southern clime is wanting." While he spoke, the figure of a woman emerged from a house near by, and, softly approaching Mary's horse, laid her finger on her lips, and, pressing a piece of paper into her hand, returned as silently as she came.

Dr.Bryant turned his head toward Mary as he finished speaking, and, catching a glimpse of the retreating form, looked inquiringly at her.
"I believe it was Inez, though the face was entirely concealed.

She did not speak, but gave me this paper," and Mary unrolled the note: "MARINITA, "Santa Anna has crossed the Rio Grande with eight thousand men.

I warn you of your danger.

You can get horses now, for the Padre cannot control your people.