The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1881-06-11

upon it, from the sun overhead, snow
boy, remember that the Lord is Lord
of the woods as we'll of the cities, and
that he heareth the poor hunter I'M
der the pines, as well as the great
preachers in the pulpits, and that
when sins be heavy and death be
nigh, His ear and His heart be both
open"
The trapper knelt on the moss at
the gamblers feet. He clasped the
fingers of his great hands sutil they
interlaced, and lifted his wrinkled
face upwards. He said not word,
but the strongly-chiseled lips, scanned
with age, moved and twitched now;
and then rs the silent prayer went on,
two great tears left the protection of
the closed lids and rolled down the
rugged check. The gambler also
closed his eyes; then his hands qui.
city stole into the others, and, avoid
ing the bloody stain, rested ON his
breast; and thus the old man who
had lived beybnd the limit of mans
days, and the young one, cut down at
the threshold of mature life-the one
kneeling on the moss with his face
lifted TO Heaven, the other lying on
the mosses, with his face turned
toward the same sky, without word
or uttered speech--prayed to the di-
vine mercy which beyond the heavens
and sky saw the two men underneath
the pines, and met, we may not
doubt, with needed ansW er the silent,
up-going prayer.
The two opened their eyed nearly
at the same instant. They looked for
a moment at each other, and then the
gambler feebly lifted his hand, and
put it into the broad palm of the trap
per. Not word was said. Noword
was needed. Sometimes men under
stand each other better than by talk
ing. Then the gambler picked the
diamond stud from the spot where it
rested, slipped the solitaire ring from
his finger, and said as he handed
them to the trapper:
"There is a girl in Montreal that
will like these. You will find her
| picture inside my vest, when you
bury me. Her address is inside the
picture case. You will take them to
her, John NortonY
" She shall have them from my own
hand" answered tile trapper, gravely
You needn't disturb the picture,
John Norton" said the gdthbier, 4" its
just as well, perhaps, to let it lie
where it is; it has been there eight
years. You understand what mean,
old MANI
81 understand" answered the
trapper, solemnly; 1.-THE picture shall
stay where it is.''
1.-The pistols" resumed the gamb-
Ter, snd he glanced at the ene lying
on the moss, Il give to you. You'll
find them true. You will accept
themY
The trapper bowed his head. 1t is
doubtful if he could speak. For sew
eral minutes there was silence. The
end was evidently nigh. The trap
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had been the hand of his own boy.
Indeed, perhaps the young man had
found his father at last; for surely it
isn't flesh that makes the fatherhood.
Once the young man moved as if he
would rise. Had he been able, he
would have died with his arms
around the old mans neck AS it
was, the strength was unequal to the
impulse. He lifted his eyes to the
old mans face lovingly; moved his
body as If he would get little nearer,
and as child might speak a loving
word aloud, said:
(" l am glad ! met you, John Nor
ton" and with the saying of these
! sweet words he died.