Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1892-03-01

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heard her II she had come about i ~
Desperate and heart broken sbo ,.,........
her iruitiess search, growing more and ,as',.a
excited with every minute. Wben NJ. 'i T,
mer came home he found his vita ~ -. ~.
frantic that he could hardly learn rrau, ma s,' y
whar had Unopened. : ~ 'e'
and realize it, There was no Lnn,, ~ earn
n,ns .he chhd had been gone, but with dark.
h ,'ess coming swiftly on lie would have time
ne could be found to get hopelessv
~ y tne forest that was not so yery far
a~ay' ne might be wandering there even
NV" ~" ana IL was no safe place for LITTLE
cn'id 70 wander To say nothing of the dan.
sols y starvation or exhaustion, wild beasts
were not unknown there. More than once ~.
twice mountain lions had been seen o.. Iaa "a
not very far from the little scattered sat,Ia
ment - 'otte-
Very quickly Mr. Fromer satisfied bimse,f
tnat MS child was indeed gone. and he ! e
ABOUT starting away to summon thu naigh.
Do,s 70 help him in the search. when Peta
REFER appeared. There was tronbla q, bis
race and anxiety in his voice.
was kllly here ag'in after left YER, ba
asked Of Mrs. Fromer '' 10
"No.m
ohe aiti 70 hum, an | amt been able fur
20 nnd her, an I'm otieasy bout her. Il mus,
be lowed ~ must
nave you lost your child, toor Mr.. Fro.
fner exclaimed In establishment. IL yvas III,
coming to ask you to help find ours Ha,s
gone, God knows wherein
ne stopped speaking with that breaI, in
his voice which it is always 50 hard IN listen
20. Even IN his own grief and trouble Peter
reiter felt keen sympathy with this other
pereaved man and was about to saw 50 Init
an exclamation from Mrs Fromer checkel
him. "eN
mat girlF Jerry's mother cried ont And
u was easy to know from her tone what she
was thinking Of
Her husband laid his hand on her shoulder
and stopped her from saying more. Mr.
relter heard the words and noted the move
ment, but he only said:
"I'll help We to hunt fur yer child Hi,
hunt fur mine later. Or mebbe we'll find ,em
together. reckon that's most likelyn
All night long those two men. with the
help OF all the other men in the settlement
searched the forest with torches far their
lost children and found no trace of either
given by man who came to Join the search
ing party.
In the afternoon, while on a shoulder of
the mountalp near the settlement, he had
stopped TO look down at the houses and the
road He saw little child going along the
road toward the forest. He thought that
was not safe, so he started down the slope
to capture the little rover He was good
while getting to the road, and when he got
there he saw only Rilly Pelter and her dog
He asked her about the child he had seen
but she only looked at him and started off
toward her fathers house Thinking he had
been frightened without reason the man had
gone his way without giving any alarm
What time might that ha' beenl' asked
Peter Pelter
Bout o'clock, reckon"
VI war home jest afore that. Left right
afterwards"
All the next day the search was kept I'D.
and without success, At night the men were
exhausted and had to rest But the second
day the search was renewed with more yigor
than ever
The two fathers kept together through
kind of sympathetic understanding. They
were widely separated from the other search
ers when they came upon the tracks made by
little feet.
A moment later they found larger foot
prints and those of dog close to them The
men looked at each other with tears of Joy
running down their faces and neither was
ashamed of his weakness. They dashed for
ward over the soft, moist ground of the little
hollow they were in, not losing sight of a
single track. Suddenly Peter stopped, with
a smothered cry of alarm
"Oh, Lord Oh, Lordl Look at thatg' he
groaned, pointing to the ground, where the
tracks of another animal mingled with those
of the dog "Do We know what them isl
Them's the footprints of a mountain ioni'
1t was true There was no installing the
nature of those later tracks
"You and me know what them marks
mean for both ov us, said Peter, putting his
hand on Mr. Fromer's shoulder ''Ther
haint no hurry now, fur we're too late SO
afore we go on TO look fur our children's
bones, ! want YOU to apolergise to my Rilly,
Right herel Right now! Ye thought in
yer heart as she'd led your little Teller off. |
knew she didn't. She's give her life tryin
to save him fur We. How do knows Cause
that's natural to Rily, fur one thing Mother
thing, them little tracks was made afore the
bigger ones nd tue dogs Mother thing,
the baby was alone when Bill Brown seen
him, nd Rilly was alone when he seen her
nd told her bout it, An more n all that,
while was out o the cabin after Bill Brown
seen her, she was there nd carried off grub
enough to last her nd the bahy-if she found
him alive--till she could git him hum. An
now, Jake Fromer, if you don't apolergise
fur that insult We thought I'll kill ye"
Without speaking Mr.. Fromer looked into
the other mans eyes and held out his hand,
The look and the gesture meant more than
the words lie could not control himself TO
speak and the apology was made aud ac-
cepted. The two clasped hands, and then
went forward in fear and trembling.
Presently they stopped, having almost
stumbled over the dead body of mountain
lion. At the same moment faint, weak
whine of recognition sounded close by, and
then there was happy but very feeble cry
of welcome, and the two fathers knelt beside
their living children,
II knowed we'd find us, dadm said Rilly.
My legs broke, nd we had to wait He
broke it," pointing to the dead beast put
ME md Ranter KEEP him off the kld, nd ran.
ter killed him The baby's all right Didn't
find him till last night. An wasn't he
hungry
With great rejoicing the lost children-and
poor torn Ranter as well-were carried to
the lfromer cabin. AS Mrs Fromer was
lavishing her tenderness and gratitude upon
Rilly, Pete Pelter came and stood beside her
with a triumph in his face that was good to
see.
II knowed we'd find them two kids TO.
sether,n he said "An | knowed yed
change yer pint O. view bout my gal. -
James C. Purify in Philadelphia Times
Fighting a wildcat.
George A. Taylor, an express messen-
.-er, had frightful experience the other
night on his run from Kansas City to