Sturgis advertiser. (Sturgis, Dakota [S.D.]) 1887-1???, 1891-03-19

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softly, but in large flames, and this
reused him from his happy reveries.
Though at first it came softly and
slowly, it soon came thicker and faster,
and Jack urged Hero to quicker gait.
He was not at all alarmed, and even
smiled as he recalled Flynn's anxiety in
the morning. But soon unmistakable
signs OF q severe snow-storm aroused
Jack from his sense of security, and, for
the first time since he had owned Hero,
he used the spurs. The horse, surprised
and indignant, jumped so violently that
Jack was nearly unseated. Come, old
boy, you must forgive that, he said,
soothingly, "for we must get out of this
as quick as we can.-Old- Flynn was
right after ALL" Thus urged, Hero be-
came quiet, and stepped out grandly.
Now, the snow was coming in great
whirls and gusts, and horse and rider
were both well-nigh blinded. Still
Hero kept on bravely, and Jack, to en-
courage him and to keep up his own
spirits, patted the horse and spoke
kindly to him from time to time. Jack
could not make any accurate calcula-
ton, but thought they were nearly
home, when it grew dark, and the trail
was completely lost. His heart thrilled
with great fear as he realized he could
not tell which way to turn.
Hero" he said, bending low and
speaking in his ear; "Hero, you must
find the way; for my sake, Hero, and
for-hers," and his voice ended in sob.
The horse struggled along bravely,
as if he could understand what life
meant to those two young hearts. But
it was hard work, and he was blinded
by the snow and chilled through with
the cold; and presently, with an almost
human groan, he sunk exhausted in q
snow-drift, and could not rise again.
A bitter cry rose to Jacks lips, and
he tried desperately to push forward on
foot. But whichever way he turned
the snow was piled up in walls, and he
realized they were in a drift, and es-
cape was impossible without miracle.
At last he sunk down by Hero, and
threw his arms around the gallant
horse who had tried his best to save his
master. He called and called for help,
but the wind had arisen, and his voice
seemed to sail aimlessly away and the
spirit of wind to answer mockingly.
Once he thought he heard an answer
ing call, but though he strained his
ears to the utmost, he could not hear it
repeated. Then he gave up hope.
"We will wait for death together, old
fellow" he said, drawing still closer to
Hero. Hero ribbed his nose softly
against his hand in answer, and then
they quietly waited.
At first it was very cold. Then Jack
did not notice the cold much and sunk
into sweet slumber, and all earthly
things faded away, and he had a glori-
GUS dream of heaven. JEANNE, in angels
garb and cleaning white wings, came
to greet him with outstretched hands,
a great light shining on her face. As
he looked farther he saw that this
light was reflected from the Divine
Presence seated on the great white
throne. He fell on his knees before
him, In rapt devotion, and the Presence
smiled upon him. Then the vision
faded away, and not even dream dis
turbed his repose. Horse and rider lay
perfectly still, and the snow drifted
and drifted, and covered them with its
soft white mantle. Jack had gone
homel
In the little snowbound cabin the
three men waited anxiously for the re-
turn of their mate, but he did not come.
When the storm was over they hunted
for him, but the snow was yet so deep
they could accomplish nothing. In a
few days the snow began to melt lit
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In drift, not twenty rods from the
cabin they found him, the light from
the glorious Presence he had beheld in
his dream still reflected in his beauti-
full cold face. And his hand held her
last letter tightly clasped in its cold
fingers.