The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1876-09-13
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Then he packed three or four day:
rations III a saddle pocket, prepared
supply of ammunition, and eleane,
up long old-fashioned rifle. Ther
eating hearty dinner, he lay dow
under wagon for n nap
About four O'Clock that evening Al
engineering party started OF in th,
direction Reynolds was to take. an,
saddling his horse and strspping OF
a canvas bag of letters, he accompa
MED US. Werodo till about ten O'Clock
and went into camp ia a cluster o
trees, near brook. A fire wa.
| lighted, a pot of coffee made, and at
ter drinking a fcupful, Reynold.
mounted into his saddle and rode 81
lently off into the dark.
His path lay through a trackIes'
wilderness GOO miles ofit), the con
slant haunt of hostile Indians, and
not foot of the ground had Heyn
olds ever seen before. lie had never
been at Laramie; be only knew the
general direction 10 which it Law, and
his only guide board was the stars.
After four nights OF riding and three
days Of sleeping be reached his desti-
nation unharmed. | saw him after
ward at Fort Lincoln on our return.
He told me be gotthrough nicely and
mailed the lettersi had entrusted to
his care.
had been told that under this gen
tie demeanor lay romance as re-
markable as any Cooper ever wrote,
and one day | asked him to tell me
the story CT his life He blushed a
little, laughed quietly, and replied be
didn't think it worth while.
But they tell rae you have had a
remarkable experience" | suggested.
"Not so very Remarkable" be an
swered, Il guess you cen End enough
to Gil your paper without publishing
ANYTHING about me.n
And this is all the romance | got
from bis lips. But from the lips of
others | have learned that be had not
always been Lonesome Charley
Reynolds" No, cue, however, knew
his true name. Hewas called lone
some" because of an absent, pensive
way be had-a habit of seclusiveness.
He came to Lincoln from Montana
three years before, with bis. partner,
where the two bed been hunting and
trapping together several years. The
story of his life that the partner"
told was this:
Reynolds was the son of wealthy
and aristoeratic family in Tennessee,
but was educated 10 the North, and
when the war broke out be found
himself in a painful dilemma. He
had imbibed enough of Northern
ideas to make him strongly hostile to
the secession movement, while his
family consisting Of a father, mother
and sister, were violent sympathizers
with the South. His father entered
the Confederate array as anoilicer ear
in the war. The son could not go
with him and fight against his prin-
ciples, nor could hs stay at home and
brook the taunts and pleadings of his
mother and sister, nor could be join
the Federal army aud fight against
his father, so be left his home and
wandered away to the mines on the
Pacific slope. His home was at the
centre of hostilities, and all commu-
was of. At the close OF the
war he went back to Tennessee, and
what was once his home was desola-
tion. The neigbbors told him that
bis father was killed in one Of the /
early battles, his mother had died,
and his sister had married Conted- I
crate officer whose name was not re-
and all traces of her had
been lost. The old plantation bad
been confscated. and there was not a
single tie left to bind him to the past.
He spent some months in search of
his sister without result, and finally, I
and disposition which
shrank from fellowship with men,
drove him back to his old home in
the mountains to spend the rest OF
ireary life. From 1865 to 1872 he
was in the mines in Colorado and
Montana, and hunting and trapping
along the streams of the great North
west. being employed occasionally by
the Government to do some work for
which ordinary men were too cow
ardly or incompetent. lie was
short, stocky man, with little stoop-
ng in the shoulders, and a way of
carrying his head bent forward with
his face toward the ground. He
had shrinking blue eye, very
handsome mouth and forehead on
which one could trace blue veins, as
vou could trace them on the fore
head of q woman He was full (
but neither the growth of
lair or the marks of exposure bad
,ffaced the lines of beauty from his
ace. His manner was uDobtrusive
ma gentle, and his voice was as
;oit and as tender as q womaa's
ones. He was-a man that horses
ind dogs loved instinctively at first
whom men respected,
although he was never fathomed by
lis friends. He had fought whole
ribe of Indians single handed, peo-
Die said, although no one ever learn
ID of an exploit from his own lips
lie never learned the necessity of
wearing, never smoked pipe or e.
.ar before camp FIRE, and never
rank any liquor-Cor. Nelc York
Iraphic. /
.ieusennnI Boyle's Duel with n New
Jersey Giant
"WaT, there he is" said the man,
ri.h a sort of snort OF triumpD: and