The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1894-02-23

there We're creviccs somewhere.
Meanwhile the news of the disaster
had spread fur and wide. The captain
was busy over his books in his little
office and near him sat bonny Kat.
Why did she come? Was It to catch
a glimpse Of the Norwegian as he
emerged from the shaft? Was love.
then, so impatient? A man covered
with dirt aud CRIME rushed into the
office.
An accident Captain -"
"Whcre?'
"On the third tier. Tho Norwegian
Bnorgson, and Geoffry were working
there"
Kate gave cry. Her face was the
color of the paid landscape now, and
she sprang up like deer shot to the
heart, while with quivering lips sho
gazed ut the messenger of evil.
"ls he-.are they killed?' she asked.
the words falling slowly.
There isn't much chance"
Now In the mine the men were work.
ing with a will clearing away the cnor-
NOUS masses Of ore and rock. The only
chance for the men was that they were
imprisoned, not crushed. and that was n
faint hope Mt the hest. Among the
throng of workers was Kate, who her
self worked until her strength was ex-
haustcd. Gang relieved gang, and still
the great mass seemed to become i'm
prcgnable. On the second day the men
paused, for they thought they heard
something. They listened intently. It
was faint Fapping on q timber.
They are alive-at least one of
them," shouted a miner. ITO work
with q will. men,"
Tfen Kate, aroused from her stupor,
took her place among the workers.
Back, lass" said her father. "A
stronger arm Is needed here"
My arm Is strong, father" she said,
They gazed ut her and let her have
her way.
Her sweetheart's there. said one
Of the men.
Yes; the Norwegian"
On the third day the tapping was
fainter and then 1t ceased. New Years
morning they reached the rnen. The
Engiishmaq was dead, apparently. Both
bodies were taken to the surface, At
the word dead" Kate, worn out. had
fallen unconscious. Suddenly one Of
the mon who had been bending over
the EnRliahman shouted:
There's life here"
The captain knelt by his side and
heard the faint beating of his heart,
Garry the lad to my house." he COM
manded.
When Geoffry came to himself he
was lying Ia small room near the
window. Upon the window-sill were
flowers. Bending over him was q wo-
man. Some one held his hand; Inns
were pressed to his forehead; kindly,
sympathetic eyes gaxed into his. aud
their tender light bewildercd him.
"Katew
"Geoffry!"
us that you, sweetheart?"
1T IL I. dear"
What did this mean? His head was
now resting on her bosonl-the board,
womanly bosom Of this woman Of the
people. Her lips, close to his, whis-
perctl:
How do you feel, dearest9"
In heaven, Kate. / have had O bad
dream"
flush, desr heart. Get we'll for MY
sake"
For yours, Katey'
Yes, yes, for niine-for mine."
Then you"
Love youi Yes, yes"
MY sweet lass! But why
"Geonry, Geoftry, sweetheart, did
You know your Kate so little you
thought to drive herr You could not
command me-your jealousy could not
force me to be yours-but you may
lead me to the end of the world.
There, close your eyes. You are worn
and weary You have nearly passed
from me, and my life would have been
misery. Think how suffered, darling,
while you were in that tomb. Then I
knew what my love for you was, and
! prayed that you might be saved, that
I could hold you IN my arms and beg
you to take me-, and cherish me. ]
prayed that you might be saved SO that
my devotion could undo the harsh
words of the past. Do you forgive me.
my own, my treasurer"
Lass. lass, pray God might die
again to helr such words"
There, there! Speak no more, Geof.
fry. Rest, rest The doctor said you
must sleep. Close your eyes, for your
Kate is watching over you"
"As may some day watch over you,
Kate?"
while this life LASTS. If you will"
kiss me. dear"
For the first time she pressed her
lips to his. and then he slept peacefully,
with flush upon his cheek. When
her father entered he looked ut them
In surprise.
rs 1t SO, lass?"
"Aye, father"
II thought 1t were the other"
But she only smiled and .gazed fondly
at the sleeping man.
The silver sun went down that might
again In q silver haze. Over the hills
IA solemn procession the miners, with
bowed heads, carried the Norwegian
to his grave. No funeral hcarse; nd
carriages were there Sadly the sill
yer sun sank out Of sight. More vivid
ly the shaft houses were defined, mark
ing the places where human beings
went down seeking that which is IL
the earth, where they IRE born ani
where they must die. There
Is no happiness not tinged
with sorrow. Rut in the. small
room O woman, whose face was touch
ed with silver light, bent over the mar
with the s0licltude that mother dis
plays while looking on her slumberinl
child. Sink, silver sun; fade, light
from the hills; come, darkness, witt
ebon shroui; murmur, gloomy voices
through the whispering Michigan
pines! There Is no night when Gomez
the day dawn of the soul! For mine
may give out, external things MAJ
change, but there Is that which cndure1
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