Telegram-herald. ([Grand Rapids, Mich.) 18??-1892, 1891-07-02

about q deserted human h4bltAtion,
and when that dwelling place has been
home 70 IN. il possesses for Us the same
pathetic meaning which brings tho
tears 20 our eyes when We look at the
cold clay Of dearly loved friend In
parting from q spot which for months
or years has been . refuge from tho
cares of the world cur home, we pic
ture IL In solitude; the spring touching
with her vivifying breath the trees and
shrubs which have Swallowed Us from
tho heats Of summer Moons; the glory OF
moonlight nights; the rush and roar OF
winter tempestA and nature seems by
her chAngelessnsss 10 mock the muta-
tions Of human life
In the course Of ten tcilsome years
Just past, Capt. George had sometimes
thought Of himself Is q captive, and
ysarned TO break away from the prison
Of mountain walls. and the life he led
there. But now in the hour Of parting
from the familiar scene, for some rea-
son. inexpicable 20 himself. his regret
far outweighed the JOY Of his snticipa-
tons Of the future
llc ltlkcISu III LID C0o&ASs R9tsA1S
everything in scrupulous order. and
then, at the last moment happy
thought struck him He would not sell
che cabin, as he had before I'M .nded; il
should remain as it was, and some day
le would bring Agnes here, and she
should see how and where . miner
ives. This idea made the wrench of
PARTING from the old life easier. and
when at last there was no further ex-
cuse for delay, he mounted his cayuso
and rode slowly down the mountain
side, after rolling down the paper
shade before the little window and
locking the door.
Las Cheritas was still wrapped in
slumber when he passed through the
town, for it was but little past dawn
lie paused beyond the camp upon the
crest OF q hill TO watch the sun rise.
He saw the waste ruggedness and SOM
Der coloring Of the hillsides glow and
become radiant, as the sovereign of
day began his triumphal march Be-
low him there was world of gray
vapor, out Of which the tops Of the
nearer pings rose as mysterious as Il
they had no root in solid ground, and
above him the snow-capped summit
wore a crown Of opalescent glory. The
mists rose higher and uncovered the
now awakening town. Every sound OF
life therein. blending with the low COM
planning of the stream, made q faint
aud soft melody.
Still higher rose the curtain Of vapor,
and at last breaking into fieecy clouds
foated above him, shutting out for an
instant the glistening summit, than
higher, until it melted in the azure see
of the sky. He heard the far of cry of
some Wild animal in the forest; above
the tops Of the trees o hawk lazily cir
eied in the clear air. and Crpt George,
after one long look backward, .odc slow
IL down the trail
In Las Cheritas the hustle of life be-
gan again. No man watched the beau
ty of the sunrise, for what is the wealth
of nature to those whose object and
aim in life is gold? The labors of the
day and rest at night are filed with
visions of gold. the destroying demon
and the beneicent angel Of the human
race.
These men. perhaps. wrestled too
laboriously with primeval nature to
have any sympathy with her beauty.
However that may be. Las Cheritas sal
the shaft, the placer and the sluicc.
neither missing the absent nor caring
for aught but self.
Barb came out Of the shadows Of tho
forest In which she had spent that
never-to-be-forgottcn night, palo but
calm: and. after leading the cayuse to
the stream that he might drink, tcth-
cred him in sheltered spot and en-
tered tho cabin softly. that she might
not wake her father. who still slept
She noticed with alarm that his face
was deathlikc in its pallor and emacio-
ton, and saw that another grest sor-
row was in store for her. Barb had
been woman In self-repression and
tenderness for her father since the day
when her mother died. and she had
hidden as well a. possible her own
grief and tried IN every way TO COM
fort him. Her little troubles and per-
plexities she had always carried to Capt
George. "Fer pap. We know. has had
lots o. trouble. an I can't bear to
bother him. and Georges advice was
always followed
'~The Almighty Is hard upon me. sho
said To herself as she bent anxiously
over the sick man and listened TO his
labored breathing II shall have
uoshin' 20 lire Tor when he's gone.
nothin'. Jet mus live, perhaps to b
old"
sandy opened his eyes and smiled mp
into her face as she bent over him.
"Ye're pale. lassie." he said "TIa'
ye slept well9"
"Not very well. pap, but III make II
up, never worry" she answered. cheer
fully.
She busted herself about the cabin.
assisted the invalid to make his toilet.
and prepared his frugal breakfast. She
fingered over the daily tasks. making a
vain effort e. employ her mind as well
as her hands. but her spirit followed
Capt. George down the trail over which
he rode all day. ard she thought If him
gfsnt rvek. rolled In his blanket asleep.
dreaming Of home and Agnes Capt
George dill thus slecp-but he dreamed
Of Barb, and felt.evsn IN his dream. the
thrill which he falt when Re clasped
her 20 his breast. he vague pain - she
cried out. NO; oh noi' ard Ged from
hira into the shadows of The night
The lamp OF sandy Ellis lie ficssred
but fecbiy. re fretted sadly for Capt
George. aud - Barb The world seemed
vast and empty since be went away.
T. wa well f,r krr that she Rad isttfs
leisure - think in those sud days. tfr
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