Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1894-05-16
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destiny, by becoming one OF the harsu
of the elders son. AS the young fel.
low realized the certainty of her fate
and his own powerlessness to prevent
it, he wished that he. too, was lying
with the old farmer In his last silent
resting place.
Again, however, his active spirit
shook off the lethargy which springs
from despair. If there was nothing
else left TO him, he could at least de-
vote his life to revenge. With indom-
liable patience and perseverance, JEFF
ferson Hope possessed also power of
sustained vindictiveness, which he NAV
have learned from the Indians among
whom he had lived. As he stood by
the desolate fire he felt that the only
thing which could assuaPe his grief
would be thorough and complete retri-
button brought by his own hand upon
his enemies. His strong will and un-
firing energy should, he determined,
be devoted to that one end. With a
grim, white face he retraced his steps
TO where he had dropped the food, and
having stirred up the smouldering fire.
he cooked enough to last him for few
days. This he made up into a bundle,
and, tired as he was, he set himself To
walk back through the mountains upon
the track of the avenging angels.
For five days he toiled, footsore and
weary, through the defiles which he
had already traversed on horseback.
At night he flung himself down among
the rocks and snatched a few hours Of
sleep, but before daybreak he was al
ways well on his way. On the sixth
day he reached the Eagle canyon. from
which they had commenced their i'll
fated Hight. Thence he could look
| down upon the home of the Saints.
Worn and exhausted, he leaned upon
his rifle and shook his gaunt hand
hercely at the silent, widespread city
beneath him. As he looked at il he
observed that there were flags in some
| of the principal streets and other
signs of festivity. He was still specu-
lating as to what this might mean
when he heard the clatter of horses
hoofs and saw mounted man riding
toward him. AS he approached he
recognized him as Mormon named
| Cowper, TO whom he had rendered
services ut different times He there
fore accosted him when he got up to
him, with the object of finding out
what Lucy Terriers fate had been.
81 am jefferson Hope" he said.
You remember me"
The Mormon looked at him with I'M
disguised astonishment-inde it was
difficult to recognize in this tattered ,un-
kempt wanderer, with CHASTITY face and
fierce, wild eyes, the spruce young
hunter of former days. Having, how
ever, at last satisfied himself as to his
identity, the mans surprise changed to
CONSERVATION.
You are mad to come here" he
cried. 1T is as much as my own life
is worth to be seen talking with YOU
There is warrant against you from
the Holy Four for assisting the Fer
riers away"
II don't fear them or their warrant"
Hope said, earnestly. you must know
something of this matter. Cowper. I
conjure you by all you hold dear to an
swer few questions. We have al
ways been friends. For Gods sake
don't refuse to answer me-"
What is it?" the Mormon asked I'M
easily. 'Be quick. The very rocks
have ears and the. trees eyes"
What has become of Lucy Ferrier?'
''She was married yesterday TO young
Drebber. Hold up, man, hold up, you
have no life left in you"
Don't mind me-" said Hope, family.
He was white to the very lips, and had
sunk down on the stone against which