The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-06-04


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Old miner nervously as he rushed into
the saloon at Cleftrock, and interrupt
ed the drinking and gaming.
No one volunteered. The darkness,
save when illuminated by the first
faint flashes OF lightning, was almost
palpable to the touch, the ride OF near
ly q dozen miles down the canon diff
cult even in the sunlight, and the deep
mutterings OF the thunder foretold
what the storm wonld be when at it's
height.
"No one go?" continued the old
man. "Then God help them. | am too
much broken up to make the at.
tempt. Bad, bad. Every living soul
there will pass in their checks without
having chance at the deal" and he
called for and drained hearty
draught to assist him in bearing his
regret.
A woman sat ut one OF the tables
shutting pack OF monte cards. The
instant she heard the news her face be-
came troubled and her fingers worked
neryously. She was in age about %,
over-dressed, with dark complexion,
slight, but exceedingly muscular, under
the usual height, with firm, passionate
lips that, when parted, revealed line
OF white and unusually sharply point
ed teeth, with nothing redeeming in
her face except splendid, fiery brown
eyes and soft, brown hair, that chung
in baby curls around her low brow
and neck.
Her social status was very low. 1t
needed but a single glance to discover
the signet stamp OF sin that once, inn
pressed upon the brow Of woman, is
rarely, if ever, effaced, except by death.
She had lost all that makes her sex
approach very nearly to the divine,
all but love, and that was all-absorb-
, ing, all.defying.
els Mart Culverson in the tunnel?"
she asked in q low, strained voice, Of a
man sitting near. The answer was in
the affirmative, and, spring!ng to her
feet, she shouted to the old miner:
"Pll 60, Tom Owens. Some one get
my mustang ready, and instantly"
you? You, Luz" exclaimed every
one, in astonishment.
"Yes, and don't any dare to stop
me-" and the white line OF teeth
flashed dangerously from between her
LES, as she added the sentence with
"You cowards!'
''Lu," urged the old miner, You
must not CO."
why not?" she questioned, though
without pausing in her scanty prepar-
atoms.
Because you would perish"
as not Mart Culverson there?"
eyes, but"
"That settles it,"
''My good woman, you shall not
co."
"Good woman9 No, no, bad to the
core; but love him and he shall bt
saved or will die in the trying
He would have held her. She
sauirmed out of his hands, drew q re
volver from her bosom and fairly
Kissed: "I,et anyone try to stop me j
weary OF life. / am going to Mart
Culverson or my dead body and his
shall be washed together out OF the
tunnel"
All knew her nerve--that che was
skillful with the pistol, and had nc
hesitation in using it when aroused
They gave her free passage-saw hei
70 to the bar and drink enough tt
have staggered any man and leave
the room. A few minutes later they
heard the ringing OF hoofs down thu
black dangerous canon, the bowling o
I The coming water, but above all echo
ing as a battle shout, ~ love him
will save him or diei" and knew sh,
would keep her word.
Deep in the tunnel Mart Culversor
and his mates were working-wer,
tearing shining ore from the hare
quartz rock. Nothing OF what wa
passing without could come to theil
ears. A little stream trickled beneath
their feet, but when it's volume OF wat
er came from above, it would swell t.
the mighty torrent and sweep every
thing before 1t.
.Harkl' suddenly exclaimed Cul
version, resting upon his pick. .
thought heard Lu call.
always thinking of her." laughet
his particular mate.
by heavensl it was her voice. Lis
tent
..You must be mad, Mart. Lool
We, it is midnight. How in the nam
OF common sense could she get here
The canon is black as a VOLTS moutl
and the rocks sharp as its teeth"
"Listenl"
A faint sound could be heard. ]
was so low, SO uncertain at first n