, 1886-12-10
SANDERS0N'S KID.

] HllFliRtI. IolltI III lEill bpul ndll IL
mile hcyont the Mollie Brisbane tunnel
can't miss It'll tunnel-th' dump jest
backs up over the trail like II balky boss
an north of tn trail, direct under the
shaddet Their of Horn Silver mount'n,
you'll run chuck up agin lems cabin.
5 tn same ranch he ulster have, unly
is frilled UNI fixed up with chromos Of
angils an sich. An T ole Lem amt
readin' his Bible or hummin' some new
tangled church hymns I'll Civ We quit
claim deed to II half interest in til Joe
Boss"
Reading the Biblef Singing hymns?"
1 echoed in amazement. My lank. web
footed informant smiled sardonically.
nodded his head, and led me across the
rocky street to II dingy cabin. dis
tinguished from its n%eighbors by the
axle-grease legend: "Do-Drop Inn
Lem Sanderson, grown religious, must
indeed he a novelty in Red Gin. |
thought. Five years before, when the
camp was founded, | had known him AZ
the most impious man in the Rocky
Mountains, with "A pronounced dis
respect for all thingsdivine and II shock
ing depravity of speech. No one knew
whence he came, and the most adruit
'np.i''e9 or genuine Npiess'"iS VI ~"
ence TO his past. His cel-likc movements,
flaming red hair, and beard-unkcmpt
and uncombed steel gray eyes. and
moody humors made him repulsive to
every one who obeycd the border social
law of siking people as one finds them.
.'1
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n'o"n'a'n ""' rencieu 'he Arha'S"s V'-
~ h US "ay ''''s" =" ~
mnucrsrow'h ana huee SNOW banks o,
''"Seo pass ni' uo"n 'ne '"sii''
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P.''' GUS h"u peen 'ne uh.'hE-sIounu
!. No'"ioW anu ms p"hu u ii"Iuc'""s
o'eS' 'pu iNi" 'aiiuerSoh never iai'ere"
az ~ SHOWS anu p''s'S anu "'So"is
Wn'pn 'nlIeuen ms 'oneiy ihNa''oh ahu
"'f"e' "s mt ne SIT" u" s"SBeS
''''S VI " supreme power !" inc io''y
9,"i ""ose ""'pc Wii"lns s'e''7
'''"'''" s"'''es 'ro'h sunni spp'S' OF Ill
me 'aNerho"s r"Vlnes' where ,he gloom
wins utmost iha'ohlah ana where one
rapids below. He only realized that ut
was nat'ral." His trIst was not rcposed
in God. but in a perannua burro
that, unaccustomcd to the chills and ices
of the north. slipped and staggered ut
every S''P' ms ANXIETY ana lears were
,"'N III a. i't.ic bo'"'"-"'i'e'
r '"' "S""1' "'u"s" """eiY'
",' "l'" ~ VI cam '"
key gyoancd and lahorp".
For many DAYS. 'e perllous journey
was continued - nishap, and for
rs many ,.iib. yer TRINITY en-
dured the hardsl1ps OF the icy wilder
r. without suffering a single ill. old
-em Sanderson, his infant boy, aud
faithful four footed slave arriving at
length in safety at their destination, the
present site of Red Cliff. The triangle
lar basin ut the confidence of Eagle
river and Saw Mill gulch rapidly filled
up with log cabins, whisky, and law
leas 'ss. Through all tine transforma-
ions old Lem remained the head of the
community-its mayor and recorder.
The rougler denizens held him in awe
and fear. They affected to know linn.
hut when pinned down to the extent of
their acquaintance rarely went beyond
admitting that he was from Arkansas,
Georgia, or some indefinite place at the
south, and that really they could tell no
more about him. He never manifested
an ambition To become IA graveyard
starter, nor WAS il ever relutei of him
that that he made "A con~spicuous pistol.
play, but somehow-and | must confess