Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1888-11-27
LOST IN THR FaG.
A sermon on the Mount.

q. W) Jones, Idaho Territory's min
ing correspondent of the New York
Sun, recently had hunt full Of 70.
nance, adventure and foggy hewild-
erment. They went out to Jas. EN-
erson's camp, near Thorn creek. a
week ago last Thursday, and on Sat
urday struck across the Boise river
divide. They returned last Thursday
night, and Bert related their experi-
ences of Saturday and Saturday night.
but the Bishop was as mum as an
oyster dumb. The vigorous voices
Of their rifles ever and anon during
the day awakened the slumbering
echoes OF the solemn, snow-laden
wilderness, and the deer by dozens
scampered away unharmed, but filed
full of fright and keen desire to
hunt region where their peace
would be undisturbed, and the crack
/
of rifles is not heard. Bert attributed
their misses to dense fog that had
settled down, SO thick it had material
lied and could be cut out Of the
heavy-laden atmosphere in solid
chunks. They had 10 luck until the
shades of night had fallen, and fallen
thick. They jumped up band Of
deer, and of course could not see
their sights, the deer on the snow
looking more like shadows than ma
terial objects--so dark was the night.
They fired away through the thick
fog and ''the curtains of night" and
downed three of the deer. They
made up their minds that the posi-
bility OF wandering around in cir
Gle and not reaching the point they
were aiming for-the summit between
this place and Boise river-(the dis
tance about three miles, and from
there into camp about six) they pro-
/ vided to stand off starvation, and one
took a deer liver and the other heart,
and they began plodding through
eighteen inches of what was to them
then anything but beautiful snow,
and pointed their long noses and
"toeses'' in the direction of the sum-
nit, which was then the summit OF
!, their ambition. When about quar-
! ter of mile from the deer they sat
down to rest under big pine tree,
and observing its queer features and
; odd characteristics, and knowing that
there was no other tree in all creation
6 exactly like this one, the Bishop, witt
his mountaineer traits of thoughtful
ness in noting a land mark, said
ebert, you observe that this is tree
+ with an odd, queer cast of counter
, ance, uncommon contour, genera
unique build, deformed body, ant
: trunk warped, twisted, Scared ant
q gnarled by the storms of many win
? ters, and its body, in its youth, wa
:, bent, and as the twigis bent, shall tn
tree grow. So saith the good book. L
. its infancy, when a twig, by som
cruel fate. it was bent from the uI
n right, erect position the Almighty ha
- given it, and thus it has grown-de
formed, hump backed, unsymmetr
! cal, and its spinal column all bu
q twisted into knot, and thus IN II
- position of weariness, it has silentl
# and sadly stood for century, IN sun
mer's sun and winters storms bewal
- ing its sad fate. Its limbs droop dow
. nc the moral nature of lost soul TIL;
~ has been bent from the upright pos
. tion of godliness. Here it stand
\ alone solemn and friendless, as
forsaken by its kind. No other TIRE
will grow near it to sooth it in Its o
age. The general expression OF
e. whole deformed being impresses oil
in with sentimental sense OF mu
ms and ceaseless prayer for death In
to old pine tree is a silent sef'''o
ss, and he who cannot read its meanlI
le, in the dropping branches, deform
nd backbone, and melancholy visas
mt has a soul that is dead to all the lt
hit, sons, silent though they be, of t
- ,mmu.able laws of nature. This II
IN is figure that forcibly illustrates
its weaknesses of poor human natu
he II ;s with man as with a tree. "
in his weaknesses he is sometimes BE-
,ch hr fate and uncomfortable clrcu
nd stances while a tender twig of you
,rs. and unless Strengthened by kind
ere thoughtful hands, thus he grows,
art to the end of life is deformed,
nu- slightly, and his moral backbone