Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1890-08-15
WAVERLAND.
BY SARAH MABIE BRIGHAM.
Copyrighted, 1886.
CHAPTER XVIII. CONTINUED.

fur wraps and warm gloves. When we
reached the little stone house where the
officer OF the signal service lived our teeth
chartered as with an ague fit. For time
we sat by warm fire. 1t was luxury.
Then we went out to enjoy the sunset
scene from the summit of the peak. The
sun looked like Il ball of fire a it sank be-
hind the mountains beyond and brighten
ed the ragged tops with its golden beams.
The plains away to the east were mystified
by the peculiar light until we imagined we
could see the steeples of Chicago or Bos-
ton, but we were in doubt which. The
mists and shadows were brought out in
vivid contrast by the brilliant sunset hues.
TO the west lay the dark lines of noun.
tains like distant sea with madly rolling
pillows.
We could not stay long after the sun had
dropped out of sight We returned to the
little house where we enjoyed our lunch
brought from the world below. The officer
kindly prepared for us cup of hot coffee
which was highly acceptable. The one
sleeping room was given to the ladies
while with buffalo robes and winter coats
we passed the night dreaming of Green
lands icy mountains" and sundry eXpe-
ditions TO the north pole
When morning came the Yankee editor
with chattering teeth called us to ''see the
sunrise"
From the experience Of the previous eve
ming, we wrapped up as though going for
O sleigh-ride with the thermometer twenty
below zero We reached the regulation
station just before the sun appeared. A
white cloud lay on all the world below us
until the sun that looked like a ball of fire
coming from the uttermost rim of the uni
verse burst forth in all its beauty, dis
persing the misty cloud and rolling it
away like the angry white caps on n
stormy white sea. For a few moments we
oil stood in silence Then EXPLANATIONS OF
surprise, admiration and reverence gave
vent to the intensity of our feeling.
"How grand! how glorious!" cried Stel-
Ia, as we stood together in the frosty air,
forgetful of the bodily pain at the grand
eur of the sight.
"Tis worth all the trouble and all the
labor to stand here above the earth, above
all sounds of sin or sorrow, free from the
pettycares of life and for one moment en-
Joy the grandeur of the new born day!
How can anyone stand here in the pre-
sence of the king of day and not believe in
God, who has created and sustained all
these wonderful things!' l said as we
stood on the snow-clad summit of the
mountain and viewed the great world that
lay beneath us, gladdening into life under
the rays of the rising sun.
at seems almost n vision of Beulah
land" said Lady Irving. THE sky is SO
bright above with its tints of red and gold
blended with the heavenly blue; the earth
so green below mingled with the tints of
red and brown of the rocks and cliffs Of
the Mountains
''Here we all see the colors that st. John
saw in his vision of the New Jerusalem
From the red Jasper, typifying human pas
sion, through all the colors to the sapphire
purity of heavenw said Stella, reverently.
Where does the real cease and the ideal
begin? What can be more real than this
vast rocky fragment that crowns the sum
NIT of the peak?" said Melvorne. "Yet
who ever thinks of broken rock or chilling
air when enjoying q scene like this!"
"The imagination is the reader here
Hold fast the granite rock and all becomes
mute and near sighted" l said, picking
up piece that lay at my feet But let it
and all the rest of this grand sight be Lit
with imagination and we feel that it is but
asymbol Of something grander and nObler
than the mind can conceive"
"You little fairy star of mountain Wild, ~
said Stella, as she gathered some of the
delicate white flowers that grow where
ever the granite rock has crumbled enough
TO cover their tiny rootlets. Tell me the
secret of your lifep'
~ will tell you it's secret" said. at is
doing what it can; 1t brings one link Of
living nature to this bare. bleak and desc
laf mn nj oi N ton OF CIR
brought link of life and love to the bleak
old house at Waverland. And as that
tinyfflower can charm us with its beauty
and hold us prisoners by its fragrance, SO
you charmed me into an active thinking
man and held my heart a prisoner by the
purity and purpose of your life. But come,
my darling, see you SILVER You must
not stay longer in this keen winter air."
When we reached the house we found
the rest of the party there thawing their
benumbed fingers, and drinking a cup OF
fragrant coffee, made by the signal officer
who seasoned his hospitality with thrilling
tales of former visitors, which made the
party roar with laughter till the rafters re-
echoed our glee.
40, you should stay till noon and see the
fral, tender daughters OF the earth, vino
like the lilies of the field that toll not
neither do they spin," but think the earth
aad all that, dwell therein were made for
them and 10 do their will. Why, some
times ! am ordered to build fires, to make
cOffee and to fix comfortable lounginy
places for them rs though they were
queens and their slave" he said In Q
mock tone Of outraged dignity.
well coffee is a luxury" said Lollard
taking his secOnd or third cup. "And the
sergeant knows just how to make it."
After breakfast we all went out for one
more look from the lofty place, before we
left The sun hat been travelling at a rapid
rate. The rosy hue Of the morning light
had disappeared, but the clear bright sun
Light had revealed every visible object
With our field glasses we could distin.
guish Denver and Manitou and the Platte
and Arkansas rivers with their lines CT
green trees, and many beautiful parks
among the mountains The brilliant col
ors Of the images in the garden of the gods
were distinctly marked To the west we
imagined we could see Lcadville like o
black speck among the bristling peaks,
Colorado, rare and beautiful Colorado"
exclaimed I.ollard. "Yonder she rests her
hoad If silver and gold nflloyUed on the