The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1894-09-21

want to leave the gold 10 the church.
l took the map, then wrote down the
directions, and TO prove his story he
told me where he had buried the men.
and made me promise TO eroat cross
over them
"Well, continued tho senor, after
short pause. the man died. and few
days later | started for the Sierres
across the desert 1 found the place
where the bodies were, as II was near
water. didn't waste much time there,
but pushed on, and In three days, as
near as could reckon, was somewhere
near the spot The map called for sew
eral mountains to be in a line, then the
mouth Of canyon, marked by big
sycamore; and there were other direc-
tions My friend, to make long
story short, Pm hunting that placer yet,
and IL there is one, from Mojave to
Warmers ranch, that don't know I'd
like to see it That was forty years
ago, and I've made up my mind that
the man was mad. That he had killed
the men there could be little doubt,
but the placer must have been in his
imagination But here Is my shanty
I'll show you the map
The shanty was q rough board af-
fair set back against the mountain, and
so partook of its general color that 1t
might have been passed unnoticed by
the stroller up the arroyo had it not
been for the score or more of white
bechives scattered over the space in
front of II, from which rose an ominous
humming. The shanty contained but
two rooms, one kitchen, the other a
library. The sleeping room was out of
doors when it did not rain. The books
were few, but to the point, their selec-
ton telling of a man Of taste; and con-
spicuously hung on the wall in an old
lookingglass frame, was the gold seek
er's map.
"'You can have half the output IL
you can find the placer, said the own.
er of the map.
THE map was on piece Of sheep
skin, carefully drawn in what had been
red ink, and bore the appearance of
having been made in good faith
"'No, don't get lonely here, said
the old man in reply TO my question;
there is plenty of company of a de-
cided variety. l generally sleep out
yonder in hammock swung between
two trees | like plenty of Dir, and
one night awoke, as one will some
times, feeling that some one is around.
kept pcrfe city still, and soon heard q
step as soft rs o cat could make. then
another, and then two fiery eyes looked
into mine Ny rifle vas in the house,
so waited The animal soon turned
and walked off, and o few moments
later l heard q rush, then scream in
the corral. ran for my rife, and got
back in time 10 hear something leap
into the bush found lay burro
badly wounded. his side cut and torn,
but believe to this day that he kicked
the mountain lion over the fence; he
was equal to it We trailed the lion
the next day, but lost it up the canyon.
"'Bears frequently come down and
try conclusions with the bees One
night, hearing loud noise, went out,
rifle In hand, and there stood big
grizzly not ten feet away, in the moon
light, looking twice as big as he was
He had beehive under one arm and
was brushing bees off with the other
The moment he saw me he began to
growl, and l wnsted no tine, but let
him have it just wheco thought the
heart was. de dropped on al fou.s and
made Of aud fired several times And
TO show the tenacity OF bear lie unde.
difficulties, we found Che animal the
next day Ave hundred yards away up
the side OF the canyon dead. with ball
through his heart have known them
to 80 even further with the heart blown
10 pieces.
"Senor Sebastian was type of men
who live in The nools and corners OF
the great range There are several liy-
ing the lives OF hcrnits, some of high
education, who have filled places of
honor in the world at times. All have
a story Something occurred In their
lives to drive them away from their iel-
low men
THE abodes of these hermits are be-
coming known to the public, and mod
ern science and engineering will soon
throw open all the hooks and corners
OF the great range."-N. Y. Sun