The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1875-03-26

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horses back upon their launches.
Lulu had long ago OWNED the stu
alton, and said no word of reproach. sor-
row. or fright, hut sat. dear child, quite
still, while the white torrent fell upon her
beautiful hair and Suffered The border Of
her hood. SO white and rigid she looked,
she might have been carved from the
about us.
"The only word that fell from her
sweet lips was the one that also tugged nj
Hy heart, filing ii with the bitterness of a
vain remorse sJean.' murmured the
poor child and two big tears fell from her
eyes and froze upon the hard still hairs OF
the buffalo skin.
81 do not know what hard words of re-
greet and sorrow | poured out at her feet,
but l remember still the womanly eager
ness with which she took all blame upon
herself, and strove TO infuse hope into my
fainting heart.
The air grew sharp and chill; the Hight
OF the moon was limWed by the storm
and the wind, gathering ~fierceness and
strength, bear lou lcr and louder In the fir
trees, and writhed and shrieked in their
skeleton branches. The snow came down
as | never saw il come down before; and
there i'm the drifts and the freezing air.
alone and lost, were Lulu and | and my
splendid grays.
"The wind grew stronger, and the
drifts grew deeper, and ut last floundered
down the poor horses and while | urged
with painting breath and gentle cut of the
whip, evey thing was growing dim about
me my hands were numb; a sharp band
Of agony cut into my very brain. | heard,
as In a dream. the voice of Lulu, who deli
cate and beautiful rs she was, could stand
this torture better than |, for she was
born and rear ed in this wide snow desert.
1.-The last thing | remember was draw
ing out my pistol, and, like one crazed
with a last hope, firing IL into the air.
"Then, losing all power of will, | sank
back into the sleigh, now filled with snow.
and heard. fainter and fainter, the gentle
voice of Lulu-felt, like an en%raptured
ghost, the soft cares Of her hands, and her
breath on my frozen cheek.
sit would have been then a merciful
death to die, could have known that Lulu
would have at last been safe on the
good heart of Jean; but my last sweet
dream OF consciousness was poisoned by
the thought of the bitter and lonely death
| had brought TO this dear child.
"Of course, gentlemen, | did not die. or
| should not have been here to TIL YOU
this tale with a moral. When | awoke 10
consciousness | found myself in a large
bed, almost smothered in coverlets of
eider-down. and a faint idea that | was be-
ing manipulated into somep plastic material
by an iron hand led me TO open my yes
and find bending over me the noble face of
Jean. Calm myself, friend he said. in
answer to my broken entreaties Lulu is
strong and well. andbrewing for thee some
soup TO put strength into thy poor body.
When, thanks TO the great God, WI heard
thy firing. and at last found you, Lulu
was able TO speak and move, but thou
vert AS one frozen. And one Of the grays
is dead in the stable yonder; the other. |
fear me, will not see the dawn of day.
Thou shouldst not have ventured thus
with those puny steeds-it was unwise. y
That was all of reproaches | received from
this noble gentleman. 1 leave you TO i'm
agine my remorse, gratitude. and the
subsequent vows | made when, through
the kindness of Jean, 1 was restored q
civilization"
But said Browne. 1--WE needn't 90
to the wilds of Canada TO find three feet of
snow 7"
al thought you spoke OF a child OF ma
tureg' said Robinson.
"Well! - Intercepted Smythe.
There Is not the article you described
within the limits of the United States -
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