The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1893-12-13

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rs shall go
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fifty-milc
mink he is
off the
| shall
he could
>aby in my
Tent, then
& men had
and rode
the misery
[ cannot
5ck horror
w z1$& saw my
short day,
attending
akes of an
en he re-
of more
| do not
l9 accused
nd action,
of baby's
ing when
$as going
2E< ffnatter of
a taunt
I'll On the day
Id jumped
out of
&!463zH bedroom.
v les, packed
3<3.3 .'2t$br and flung
Olsen | was
and might
~ fitted for her
1t he could no
- IS path and struck
j trail hat led
Yme miles beyond
!F Glen often went
W IN when he was on
s on, over level land,
and sage brush, then
><& went over rolling
like mounds, and then
INTO a valley, Dry Creek
y21nI did not stop to eat or drink;
q, there was no water for miles.
us terribly hot, the air was close
y Il sitting, and the few scorched will
%s along the sandy creek bed afforded
shelter at at all. | noticed early in
the afternoon wagon tracks where q
team had come down the low banks into
the creek bed.
I saw that some one was ahead OF
me. There was, | knew, farther on,
an old, abandoned ranch where emf
grants often stopped. | began to feel
fear now. | remembered | was q wo.
man and alone, but / hoped they would
have crossed the canyon and gone over
the hills to this place. ] kept, on,
determined not to give up soon. Once
when / looked back timor0usly.
frightened by the awful stiffness of the
canyon, | saw the heavens were dark
and angry.
soon dull thunder peals echoed from
the hills and a sharp flash Of lightning
dazzled me for a moment. / knew ono
of those sudden and terrible thunder
storms peculiar to u mountainous
cCGnJry was upon me. | believe hal
of my unhappiness at the ranch was
caused by the fact that | had to stay
alone in thunder showers, and the
terror they inspired then will never
leave me. AS the roar grew louder
the light more vivid, | began to long
for human companionship. I prayed
/ might find the wagon and a woman
mi, and | planned Il story to tell the
people that would explain my strange
appearance. | ran fuster all the
while with the energy of a terrible
despair.
The air grew close and murky, the
sky overcast, the clouds l~ow-hanging,
and q strange, moaning wind swept
down the canyon, rustling the scatter
willows. a few raindrops battered or
my shoulders and ] wished for my
shawl that in my excitement | had for,
COTTON to take. ] heard the rattle oil
wheels and just ahead as | turned o
bend in the creek, / saw a wagon
going rapidly down the canyon. The
driver-a man-was sitting with bowed
head and did not heed my frantic calls
till [ was close to him. He refined in
his horses and looked back. "Molly J!
he crfgd.~
In my fright and haste | had re-
cognizcd neither team nor driver. |
stood and looked at him in miserable
dismay, yet | was glad, too, for the
thunder storm was very present and
real. end my running away was all a
miserable future. at least Glen
would be with me now, if we never saw
each other again.
Where we're you going" he said,
coldly.
a hasty answer rose to my lips
arrested at the instant by the strange
expression on Clem's face. He was
looking up the canyon: L turned and
saw far above a dark limo like a num-
Der OF cattle crossing the creek bed.
The rain was coming now in great,
swift sheets, while the thunder re-
vcrberated over the far-away hills and
the lightning flung it's red glare across
Il white faces.
Glenn ran to the horses, cut theii
harness and struck them with the
whip, "It'll give the DOOR beasts n