Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1897-12-25

and hastened to add: "Well, now, don't
feel bad about it. I'll arrange for all that
Fact Is, the cabins supplied with pooty
much everything except fresh meat-four
meal, bedding, blankets, cooking things
and II you haven't got the money with
you u trust you till spring opens for all
you want"
"Oh, we've got money enough" re-
marked "I'll pay you any price you ask
and feel forever indebted to you into the
bargain" And l wrung the old man g
hand 80 warmly that he turned aside with
q suspicious moisture in his eyes and re-
marked under his breath and with sigh:
Dear mel Twas young myself once It's
nice to be young"
The hotel closed the very next day, but
none too soon for us, as we were wild to
get installed in our new quarters The
old guardian showed US where the provi-
sions were stored, instructed US how to
make fire In the great fireplace and how
to cook over the open hearth with the
primitive utensils Of our ancestors. There
were two rooms in the hut, each about IA
feet square, one being for bedroom and
the other for kitchen, dining room and
parlor. The great oak logs were well
chinked with clay, the stout floor timbers
neatly covered with pine boards, and q lit
tie square window in each room looked
out over the broad and winding river
The frost had not yet touched the flowers
In the garden, and soon the best Of them
were potted and indoors, where, with the
ferns and the few pictures we had brought
with us, they bore witness how woman 3
dainty touch can evoke from bare walls
suggestion Of home.
Finally winter closed in earnest All
the trails were filled with snow, the wa
terfalls converted into sheets Of crystal
and mounds of silver. the gaunt cliffs and
great trees hung with 6eecy draperies
Then we staid within doors almost entire.
ly, except that | sailed out every day to
cut wood for the insatiate fireplace until a
pile was heaped against the cabin almost
as big as the hut itself The time passed
quickly enough, and Christmas day at last
overlook us, finding US busy and happy
but with a lartler sorcly depleted
Alicia and were ont in the snow gath.
ering holly and mistletoe for the decorat'
ing of the cabin when our friend. the old
guardian, came along, rifle in the hollow
of his arm and cur dog at his heels
bet dollar you folks haven t pound OF
fresh meat In the house, was his first re-
mark after greetings were over. land I've
called to see if Mr. Alfred won't go with
me on little hunt.
"Yes, dear do go, said my brave little
wife, but her eyes were tear gathering,
noticed. as she took down the rifle from
above the fireplace and placed 1t In my
hands. "I'm not afraid to stay alone dur
ing the daytime, and then, you know, I've
that pudding to make, which will keep
me busy while you re gone
So I kissed her and left her, and yet
my heart misgave me as l turned around
an hour later while climbing the trail up
the cliffs and saw her still standing In the
doorway, watching us wistfully. 1t is
stiff climb up to Glacier point and oy the
time we had arrived at the forest covered
plateau the exercise in the cool crisp ar
had started my blood coursing rapidly, and
I was in fine spirits. My friend directed
me to take the trail to the left, while he
swung around to the right, promising to
Join me within three hours time.
"Shoot whatever you see, was his flnai
word at parting. "It won't be much any
how, but remember we're out for meat!
That was unfortunate advice, for not
more than an hour later, coming suddenly
upon n strange track in the forest and
shortly after looking ahead and seeing a
queer but immense gray creature sham
bling through the snow and being at loss
what to call it, l thought well directed
bullet might disclose its identity and so
threw up my rifle and let drive
My friends would have felt perfectly
justified in calling me fool could they
have seen Inc make that foolish shot and
have seen the big gray monster turn
around and disclose to my astonishcd gazo
the unmistakable head and hideous fangS
of O grizzly bearl had never seen one
before, except in cage, but there was no
doubt whatever about this one. And he
left me not long in doubt as to his inten'
tious either when he wheeled about with