The Springdale news., 1888-12-21


 almost gone" and the answer came huski- Iy from the lips of sick man stretched in the bottom of long emigrant wagon, drawn by d pair of patient mules who were driven over the trail by the woman. If there was only parson to say bit of a prayer Nell, seems like 1 could go more comfortable, fur rve been a rough man, not like the quiet hum body was when left you wife. But you see ther's nobody but men at Camp Ncgood; halnt seen a petticut in nigh two year, jest tn nk O that Nell, and you'll never know how per fectly lovely you an the kids looked to me when you stepped off the train, an now Fve got ter go an leave ye," and a sharp spasm of pain eonvulsed the white face.
 t' Ohi father, don't talk of dying" and the " fe turned her head away as the hot tears trickled down her cheeks. " We'll soon be at the camp. and then, may be, something can be done for you"
 Say, poppy, poppy, l see house away off yerder,' and little boy of eight eager ly strained his eyes over the long stretch of road before them to the spot where the faint outline of a rude shanty was visible ill the distance.
 That's Tim Conway's cabin, half mile from the camp" said the sick man, fee bly, "but shan't live to git there, fur it 5 five miles away an night a comiu' on.n
 :. No, no Brady, it's real light yet If you can stand it to ride so far may be we can make it. Don't give up father, don't, now" and gleam of hope mingled with her tears at the welcome thought that a human habitation was in sight, and better still. that the camp, the objective point of their journey, was almost in sight also
 "Drlye on, Nell, I'll try an bear tt A gray shadow was stealing over the sick mans face already, but he did not know it {; be only knew that cold hand was touch ing at his heart, chill ng him through and through. He thoughtit Was the wind which blew down the trail with shivering sug gestion of winter, but it was a stronger breath than that of Borea5 which was freezing his life-blood and stopping it's free current through his veins
 The mules plodded along their way and the children watched the little speck in the distance it came steadily nearer with childish interest. Besides the boy of eight, there was little girl Of five, and the baby, Nell, aged three, so wrapped in shawls that she looked more like mummy than d living child, and the mother tears chilled on her cheeks as she drove the mules for ward with the hope that succor might be near IL was not au enviable situation.
 The husband two years before had started away from a comfortable home in Illinois, imbued with the spirit Of advent ure and with d longing for wealth which the plodding farm life did not satisfy. \ neighbor had come home from the mount aims with marvellous tales of wealth to be acquired in the mines, and after selling the farm and dividing the proceeds with his wife for her support while he was gone, he had taken his share and gone back with his comrade.
 Ii IS claim had not banned out as he had hoped, but not feeling willing 10 abandon his enterprise, he had sent for his wife and children to come out to him, promising to meet them at Denver.
 Cute unknown to him an insidious dis ease had been creeping upon him for the past year. weakening him slowly but surely, and his wife was shocked when she saw his drawn and altered face when he met her at the train, and when they ware about ten miles from the city he had been taken with an acute attack of his di sease, and the affrighted wife had pursued the journey which had been com menced so hopefully for she was cheer ful little body, and had formed many wifely plans for the new mountain home, whIch was ending with heart-sickness and dread
 There had been quite an excitement in the camp when the letter had come an- nouncing that the little woman and her ch ldren were on the way.
 Yer ter quit yer swearin', Bill Nevns when there's a womint round" said Dick Gowdy. "Sakes. hain't seep womint in so long >-st forgot how they look"
 .ssome O you fel CTS d better shave upa bit CT she'll be skeered at the si sht of such Holtentots." Burt Mac5mber was the
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