Seattle daily post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, W.T. [Wash.]) 1881-1888, 1886-01-17

u'Nu ana Olrled her lace 10 heI
hands No need had she u say
N ir- | knew jim 1As dead
For half al hour We sat a. still
IS death, the ticking Of the clock on
the thantie. ani tne cracking Of the
IRE WAS all that bruke the silence
nut at last | said; Tel me- hos nv
Dry di.I Tnen = flush of cp,br
cane over the yT-e pale isce, ~ she
answered; He died "a heroes di-.
died Ia save the life uf weak cir 4.
gave up his life in The fall power ol
strength and youth. while sill the
best portion OF bis years were ~
lore liim; died as th- IN trtyrs die.
itelng deaih with smIle on their
lips. Bat said !. Tell me bow
AMI where he died. Tell me all
thai happened since he lef. the vi
lase "a colne tp the fort
Inen she began. anl in a broken
voice told the sal tale OF Jim's las,
Jay on earth. When We left the
village We rode briskly. From thr
time We left the village until IL gre
lark We never halted. AMI wnen Il
grew dark far Ahead of us W. could
see the g,immer of light that jim
Lpid m- Was in The fort, and TIA Al
sc would reach II in an hour more
Then 1t began tu snow, aud We lost
the Trail. and for hours We wan.
iered in The snow, until | became 81
weak lhtt | could not sit in III. sad
lie. Then jim came and held me
IN. and held the 1orsa. until the
poor Tired Creature laid down in the
snow Up to this tin:I hid MT
felt cold, hut the wind sprang up
and seemed 30 chill me to the heart.
There Was no shelter; the nuunbing
cold crept over me; the last thing |
remember was thi Jun was wrap
ping me in his overcoat. Then |
knew no more until | aguke in the
!urt-wuke up tp fad myself an
orphan and to learn that Jim s!ep. by
my father in the graveyard. and the
story OF my rescue was this:
On the last morning of the storm
u party of soldiers were sent over 10
the graveyard TO dig u grave for my
father. Seeing mound of snow on
the prairie near at hanu. they stopped
to see what 1t was. and found me
still living; the fur coat tha; he had
wrapped around me had kept me
from freezing At my ride lay the
brave man who had given his life for
mine; lay like a hero wrapped in his
shruu Ot snow. with smile on his
face so peaceful that they thought
him sleeping.
They brought me to the fort
and did all that skill and care could
do to bring me back to life, but il
was two days before | recovered con
sciousuess, and when | did there
Ter- two graves newly male in the
graveyard Her voice failed her
aud she broke down sobbing.
And that was how jim died. and
that is my story Of The blizzard, said
the irtpper.
But what became Of the girl"
said the inquisitive yoLtii; tell Us
about her"
Well" said the rapper, II
brought her Ia the village. and she
went away 10 iglulsNilit oH the Tram
| thought | would never see her
again. tut WAS mistaken About
SIX months afterward Telegram
c tme. asking me 10 come to Louis
vile at once | went aud found that
she was dying of consumption and
wished Ia See me before she died.
She lived three months after | got
there, an1 never wanted me cut of
her sight, aud was always talking
about jim. One evening. MS she WAS
siitiug at the, window watching the
cnlbrs fsie from tae sky. she aid i
think that in the unknown country,
where the cruel storms of earth never
come, | will meet Jim aud father
Father will corle To greet me, and
Jim will smile as Of old. smile with
the Look OF heaven IN his face that II
wore as he wrapped me up IN his
coat and then lay down in the storm
Ia die for my sake She then
leaned back in her chair. and rs The
bright cnlurs faded from the sky her
soul faded from the earth