Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1891-03-26

1t is 8 o'clock in the afternoon of an
August day and it has been scorching
hot along the edge of the great staked
plains of Texas and Mexico.
AS my horse drinks his till of the
waters of the Rio Pecos I turn my face
to the eastward 1t is 200 miles to the
foothills of Mount Cooper-2OO miles
of sand. sagebrush and cactus. Never
a blade of grass, tree nor drop of
water. Standardization.
TO the north-15O miles of desola-
ton. .I- ....
To the east-sand, cactus, sagebrush
despair. E.ra-
1t is a country Of dangers, of terrible
suffering-vain prayers to heayen-of
grim death. and even here. within
sight and scent of the clear. cold wa
tiers of the Pecos l point You out the
bones of beasts which died of thirst
and exhaustion. LE
'Ah! What's thatp'
My horse lifts his head high in air
and utters snort of alarm. 10 the
east-nothing moving. 10 the north
nothing. 10 the south-nothing.
To the west-the god of desolation en-
tering upon march of fury.
Rumble! Rumble"
1t is thunderstorm sweeping M
from the Apache Mountains-born in
the valleys and ravines, and sent forth
on a mad race which may cover 800
miles. Here is shelter ut hand. Not
to the grove. my excited and trem-
bling steed, but to this mass of rock
behind this great boulder, standing on
this site since the waters of the flood
receded. There is wind in that blue
black cloud-wiutl rain. fire. fury.
Waiting! The black cloud has GOV.
cred the sun, and it is almost twilight.
A terrible silence has fallen on the
earth. A hare comes running to nv
shelter and hear her footsteps while
sic is yet far off. A serpent il run
ming to the bank of the river for shelf
er. and hear the rustling away to IN,
left farther than can make him out.
Waiting! The blue black cloud
comes up majestically and tongues Of
fire are darting and leaping and lick
ing up the grasses. My horse lies down
with something like groan aud u
scared hare comes running up aud
nestles under the flap of tho saddle.
The silence is like great weight hold
ing one down. 1t is deeper than any
sleep. 1t is next to the stiffness Of the
grave. Another serpent rustles-an-
other hare comes running. hear the
heart-beats of my horse rs if some one
were keeping time on drum.
Merciful heavens! The whole west,
from right to left. blazed up with Il
fierce light. and next instant the earth
reeled and quivered with awful shock
Of ten thousand pieces of artillery fired
at once. 1t is the signal for the Fury
to spring-for thousand demons TO
scream and shriek-for innunlcrable
serpents of fire to writhe and light up
the blackness ut titful intervals.
Now the rain fafls-now the wind is
let loose with q terrible shriek-p0w
the lightning is 50 constant that the
eyes burn. aud the thun.ler-clap s
emerge into an, awful roar. rs dill TIL.
800 cannon at Gettysburg. Crash!
Crashl Crash! II is the cottnnwoo,i
trees falling to earth. Shrek! Shriekl
Shrek! 1t Is the Demon racing along
the plain and uprooting even the
blades OF grass. Shock! Shock! Sh0cki
1t is the Fury hinging his fiery bolts
into the bosom of the EARTH
Aud so for al hour. Then we stand
up to see the glory OF the sun again
to feast our eyes ON the biu.. skies Of
heaven. Tie Demon, and tie FAIRY
have passed Us by a,l,i are racing mad
y to the east. - Jttruit Free 4reys.