| CHAP. | PAGE | |
| I.— | Away to the North | [1] |
| II.— | Acauhtzin | [21] |
| III.— | Don Hypolito Xuarez | [37] |
| IV.— | Rivals | [58] |
| V.— | In Shadowland | [81] |
| VI.— | The Shrine of the Opal | [104] |
| VII.— | An Unexpected Meeting | [130] |
| VIII.— | An Indian Festival | [153] |
| IX.— | The Fugitives | [184] |
| X.— | Fortune turns her Wheel | [210] |
| XI.— | Away to the Front | [233] |
| XII.— | A Naval Engagement—New Style | [257] |
| XIII.— | Without the Walls | [278] |
THE HARLEQUIN OPAL.
CHAPTER I.
AWAY TO THE NORTH.
Oh, leave the south, the languid south,
Its cloudless skies, its weary calms;
The land of heat, and glare, and drouth,
Where aloes bloom, and spring the palms.
There water is the best of alms,
To cool the ever-parched mouth;