The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1894-08-22
SOMERSET. PA, WEDNESDAY. AUGUST %. 1894.

weeping, far TOO weak 70 control him
sslf ITS those psor cattle, Dick I
rode through herd the other day. too
weak for want Of food and wafer 10 Be
afraid ef me, and their eyes-ah God F,
their eyes. Ifyou would only make il
rain, . be sddsd, half to himself. a. he
turned his face 10 the wall
Dick turned with jerk 70 look CUT
Of the window f; the lump in his throat
was growing too barge 70 be swallowed
but he intended - master L.
Through the window he saw the
prairies, all brown but for the patches
Of gaady orange, which looked thirst
er than the brown. and had a Eres-dy
look a. well. The sur wAs - bot that
the atmosphere was reeiing. and sway
I'd to and fro with such rythnlieal
motion that il seemed % the cowboys
tired fancy % IL dancing a devils dance
When be looked towards the south he
saw q pool Of blue water. and cattle in
il knet-decp-
he knew il was only mirage.
He turned 81 a little sound from the
cot Huntingford waz sitting uI,, lean
ing on one elbow, and listening
Dick saw that the fever had returned
and gave up the fight
A. he looked a him -'rhe parssn''
turned 10 him with a radiant smile
That's rain, old fellow. Hear it -
be said. aAnd the frogs, too, trilling
until they are hOarse- The Wetter the
better. the weiter the betfer-that's
what they say His cheeks were
flaming, and his eyes bright He sal
listening for s few moments, breathing
heavily in the hot. dry atmosphere
Dick turned to the window again be
could not stand the sight Of Hunting
ford even the devils dance Of the A.
nlo-phere wa better. Presently Hunt
ingford began IN low voice. There
il l., just the same old gray church, u
though ! hadn't bsen away day
Come along, old Dick, they ara al the
professional, and A. sure a. I'm alive
they're singing my hymn HIS voice
rose with excitement .-Fur all the
saints who from their labor resi- Wa
one Of the frs hymns he had taught
..the boys
Come on, lets help them he cried
and broke ia on the fifth ver=e:
And when the s1rifs j. fsrrc tlr Varhsrs lssas
steals on the ear the distanrs triumph song,
And hearts are brave aslin- and arms fre
strong
AHelulai Ansiuia p
His voice nose high and clear, strong
er than Dick had ever heard il before
He turned 10 look al him, then walked
over 10 q group Of amsteurish water
celors tackled 10 the val and looked Al
one of an old church covered with ivy
Huntingfoni paused in his singing,
then went on with the sixth verse.
The devils in the atmosphere were
diminishing, and red and Purple be-
ginningto show in the west A little
breeze had sprung Up, and came in the
shanty windoVs refrs-hiRgly- Max
whinsd II the door, Eftracted by his
masters voice. aud us.- lei in, when be
al down hy the bed and watched
Huntingford with great desire 70 IN
der-tand IN hi- faithful dog eyes
When ''the parsons voice rang ouf
in the iast
AIcluial Auciam r.
Max howled in sympathy, but was
eluforis,d when his master put his
hand Oh his head and said, Poor old
dog. smiling Al him
The silence Of the room grew intense
Dick felt IL, and turned towards the
hed Wearily, prepared for what he saw.
Huntingford had dropped back On
HI pillow, and wa dead
'sThe fever takes IL patients that
way.
The nexf day Dick rude hack 10 camp
II yTas s1ndoWn when he got there,
and ''the toy-" was gathered around
big wood fire watching the cook gei
supper. their figure siihoueted against
the flames They shouted 10 him
10 know if il WA he, and got but a
gruffresponse- Some one asked ''How's
T.ir-on - and they waited patiently
! for an answer. while Dick dropped of
his horse, unsaddled her and a. he
strobe OF towards his tent said savage
IL, Dead, Of that thar feveri'
There was absolute silence for few
moments. and 10 one moved
Then one Of the men ro-e and went
f..r pail Of water for Dicks horse
whistling a. he went in relniniseing
way the AH-Saiuts day hymn, which
the night wind carried hack % tbs
men IN the freight, aud on toward.
the fading red IN the west
The cooks great stirring-SPoon sOs-
pended over the kettle Tor the pasi few
moments, dropped into il, and th'
broth within was sent spinning round
and round. Then the life of the czmI
went on.-Hstryscr's Monthly Waga-iae