Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1891-09-26

but calm. serious and sweet Of temper; . man
Of very moderate stature. but broad fronted
md N elastic; yes BY no means robust Of frame,
tnc1gh gifted with immense endurance
remarkable for its full size and very noble fore
head, quiet, thoughtful blue eyes and yellow
han, very strong jaw and . face dished like
an Arab horse, that made man Who had never
seen him before look ct him again with the
thought that be would do 70 tie to- Arms
rather long, snd thin strong tanks, with
slightly handy legS This was the outward
shape, which lnclosed spirit - high and dar-
ing and as noble - ever tsnanted the body of
man. No man to take woman horse because
it was faster than his own and leave her TO the
prairie nre, while he gahoped OF to twaddie in
tumid bosh over her marvellous eyes. What an
abuse Of common sense Is such stuff!
''Oh! Kit my heart beats quicker, even now,
when l think Of the time, twenty-five years
ago, when lay on the burning sands Of the
great desert. under . mesquite bush, where
You had, tenderly - woman would have put
her first born, laid me, sore from wounds and
fever. on your only blanket see the dim lake
OF w.terless mirage 1 see the waving sands
break upon our scattered saddles 1 see the
poor mules furnishing Of thirst, with their
tucked TANKS and dim eyes, and hear their sad,
pialatlve cry 60 up out OF the wilderness for
neip. see the men logged and resolute or
respondent, standing around or seeking such
shelter ~ q saddle blanket thrown over a gun
stack or withered sage brush wonld afford, and
then under that sun Of fame on those burn
ing SANDS, without = thought Of ever seeing
water again, you poured upon my fevered lips
the last drop in camp from your csnteen. On,
hit, think again of afterward, on bloody
Giia, where We fought all day and travelled all
night, with each man his bit Of mule meat and
no other food, and when, worn from a hurt,
could go no further, begged you TO leave ME
and save yourself. / see you leaning on that
long Hawkins gun Of yours (paine now) and
looking out OF those clear blue eyes at me with
surprised reproach, rs one who takes an ia
suit from friend. Aud l remember when We
lay side by side on the bloody battlefield all
night, when you mournsd like a woman and
would not be comtorted, not for those who had
iaiien, but foc the sad hearts of women at
home when the sad tale would be told; aud
remember another night when We passed side
by side in the midst Of an enemy's
camp when discovery was death aud
you would not take a mean advantage
OF sleeping foe. Then you were
with Fremont and afterward at the solitary
desert spring OF Archillctte, when yoa all stood
around shocked at the horrid spec acle Of
slaughter which met your eyes-a whole family
done to death by Indians. Fremont asked
Who will follow these wretcLes and strike
them III their campI 1t was you, old Kit, and
Alexis Cooley who took the trail; long and
weary l25 niles you followed that bloody band.
You two attacked in broad daylight hundred;
killed many, tor which you brought our grizzly
mountain vouchers back aud recovered every
stolen horse for the sole survivor, q little boy,
and this you did in pity for the women who
mad been slain. Oh. wise of counsel, strong
OF arm, brave OF heart and gentle of nature.
how bitterly you have been maiigned."
JOHN +. CoYI.E.