The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1869-10-14
The Pearl of Campan.

One fine morning in autumn, [ was
rambling through the secluded Valley Of
Campan, in the Pyrenese, accompanied
by the excellent curate of the district
with whom, IN the course Of my peregrin
atoms, had become acquainted, and be
meath whose hospitable roof I had prom
iscd to spend the night. The scenery was
wild and lovely beyond description and
having expressed my admiration of 1t,
added wish to know something of the
inhabitants - Es& @s& %8 ea.
"They have hearts of gold and wills of
iron" said may friend. "ManY touch
ing and noble instance of generosity and
self denial have met among them. And
for example, look at this man approach
ing U.s."
He was fine looking fellow, of five or
six and twenty, with O military air, and
dressed in uniform. The lower part of
his face was very handsome, and his dark,
sunburn: complexion suited well with the
long mustaches. could not see his ewes.
for the visor OF his cap was drawn down so
as completely to shade them from the
light. Having exchanged cordial salu-
tation with the curate he passed on, fol-
lowed by huge white dog, with thick
fur and enormous paws. The animal be-
longed to a breed peculiar to the Pyr
enees, and remarkable for their sagacity
and faithfulness -r er-D r~,
"Now," said my companion as soon as
the soldier had passed out of hearing,
while we walk along, will tell you a
true story, of which you have just seen
two of the principal characters. ..g-
Juan Trigoyen was born in the heart o.
these mountains, where the peasant has
his choice of following one of two occu-
pations-that of a shepherd, or hunter
Juan chose the latter as his father had
done before him; and hazardous pur-
suit it is. Not merely has the mountain
hunter to scale all but inaccessible pre-
cipices, and to brave the fury of famished
bears and wolves, but he is constantly ex
posed to be swept away by torrent, OF
buried beneath the avalanche. To this
latter peril Juans father had fallen a
victim. Crushed beneath mass of snow,
he persisted, leaving his son no other
heritage than his dog, his gun, and his
grandmother Gertrude, an aged woman
unequal to the task of supporting herself
Juan, at this time O fine lad of eighteen,
loved his grandmother tenderly; she had
always supplied to him the place of his
mother who had died in giving him birth
aud he now, with couragea and resolution
beyond his years, undertook the sole
charge of their maintenance. He had
been early trained to the chase, and sue
cess now crowned his efforts. The number
OF lizards, eagles and bears struk down by
his hand, testified to the sureness of his
foot and the certainty of his aim.
Thanks to the value of these spoils
Gertrude knew no pr1vation; but sh,
trembled for the safety of her beloved
child, and often said to him with tears II
her eyes, Stay at home to-day, Juan vol
will perish some time or other, like Won
poor father; and what should 1 do lef
alone, without any one to love in tn
world! 3" ITO q l.ss IS ss.ilrs g.l.t .-.ca
Then the lad would answer: .Call
yourself, mother; Providence will waite
ever me for your sake.
Thus did Juan work hard during IL
week for his own and his parents suppol