The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-09-22

tempt at smile, which, however, did
not reach the cold glitter of her eyes.
Just for a little, honey. Besides.
oont you see, I've got to get excused,
or We'll have to go off to SINNERS or
somewhere, Sadie, for we can't stay in
thar along O them"
SO you and your wife are turned out
Of your house 10 please Chivers,' she
said, still smiling.
That's whar you slip up, Sadie"
said Collinson, with a troubled face,
for he's that kind of man that if 1
jest as much as limited you was here,
he'd turn 'em all out of the house for
a lady. Thet's why don't propose to
let on anything about you till tomor-
row.
Tomorrow will do" she said, still
smiling, but with singular abstrac-
ton in her face. Pray, don't disturb
them now. You say there is another
sentinel beyond. He is enough to warn
them of any approach from the trail.
I'm tired and ill-very i'll! Sit by me
here, Seth, and waitl We can wait
here together-we have waited so long,
Seth-and the end has come now"
She suddenly lapsed against the
tree, and slipped in a sitting posture to
the ground. Collinson cast himself at
her side and put his arm around her.
''Wot's gone O. We, Sadie? You're
cold and sick. Listen! You're boss is
just over thar feedin'. I'll put you
back on him, run in and tell EN- I'm
off, and be with you in a jiffy, and
take ye back to Skinnert5."
Wait" she said, softly. wait"
cor to the Silver HolloW-it's not so
far"
She had caught his hands again, her
rigid face close to his. What Hollow?
Speak, she said. breathlessly.
"The Hollow whar a friend O. mine
struck silver. He'll take yer in
Her head sank against his shoulder.
Let me stay here" she answered.
"and wait
He supported her tenderly, feeling
the gentle brushing of her hair against
his cheek, as in the old days. He was
content to wait, holding her thus
They were very silent; her eyes half
closed, as if in exhaustion, yet with
the strange suggestion of listening in
the vacant pupils.
Eye amt hearin' anything, deary?"
he said with a troubled face.
mo; but everything is so deathly
STILL she said in a frightened whisper.
It certainly was very still. A singu-
lar hush seemed to have slid over the
landscape: there was no longer any
sound from the mill; there was an oni-
nous rest in the woodland, so perfect
that the tiny rustic of an I'M
easy wing in the tree above them had
made them start; even the moonlight
seemed to hang suspended in the air,
Its like the lull before the storm,
she said with her strange laugh.
But the non-imaginative Collision was
more practical. ITS mighty like that
earthquake weather before the big
shake tibet dried up the river and
stopped the mill. That was just the
time got the news o your bein' dead
with yellow fever. Lord! honey, I al
lus allowed to myself tibet suthin' was
happenin' to We then"
She did not reply, but he, holding
her figure closer to him, felt it trem-
bling with a nervous expectancy. Sud-
denly she threw him off and rose to
her feet with a cry. There she
screamed frantically, they've comet
they've Gomez
A rabbit had run out into the moon
light before them, a gray fox had
dashed from the thicket into the wood,
but nothing else.
''whos Gomez" said Collinson, star
ing at her.
The sheriff and his posse! They're
surrounding them now. Don'S you
hear?" she gasped.
There was a strange rafting in the
direction of the mill, a dull rumble,
with wild shots and outcries, and the
of feet on it's wooden plat
form. Collinson staggered to his feet,
but at the same moment he was
thrown violently against his wife, and
they both chung helplessly to the tree,
with their eyes turned toward the
ledge. There was a dense cloud of
dust and haze hanging over it.
She uttered another cry and ran
swiftly towards the rocky grade. Col
lison ran quickly after her, but as she
reached the grade he suddenly shouted,
with an awful revelation in his voice.
Come back! Stop, Sadie, for Gods
saker' But it was too late. She had
already disappeared, and as he reached
the rock on which Chivers had leaned
he felt it give way beneath him.
But there was no sound, only a rush
Of wind from the valley below. Every |
thing lapsed again into its awful still |
ness. AS the cloud lifted from where
the mill had stood the moon sbone
only upon empty space. There was a |
singular murmuring and whispering