The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-09-24
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back. You'll find some one that knows
him."
AS they started he called out: Tell
his mother he is safe as a church and
sleeping like a kitten"
Jones hardly moved for an hour or
more; then, thinking his charge might
suffer from cold he was taken into the
cabin and covered UP snug and warm in
on&bf the hunks.
Walker arranged with the Bliss boys
to come over early in the morning and
got back to Mercur just before dark. He
pushed open the cabin door, but hadn't
time to be surprised at the improved
appearance when his wife threw her
self sobbing into his arms and walled.
20, John, our little Jack is lost. Lost.
What do you mean, Minnie?" Jack is
gone" she answered. 1--WE come down
on the stage this afternoon. The girls
and i were fixing up the cabin and Jack
was out in front. He wasn't out of our
sight five minutes, when we looked, ne
was gone, and we can't find him any
where. @, our baby So lost, he'll get
killed, 1 know he will" and she COM
menced sobbing again.
Walker pulled himself together and
got the details about when he was last
seen and where, and what had been
done, and then said: you lie down,
I Minnie, and rest. I'll find him; he
couldn't go far, such a little chap She
and the woman who had brought her in
and forced her to take a rest, told how
the whole camp was out and every loot
of ground and every prospect hole for a
mile had been examined. Mrs. Walker
was sure ne had fallen down some shaft
and been killed, but her husband pooh
poohed the idea and said it was all non
sense. Jack simply wandered around
until he got tired and then went TO
sleep under a sage bush and had been
overlooked. There wasn't the least
danger in the world, and his wife was
foolish to worry so about it. He knew
he lied, but it wouldn't do any good TO
tell her the ground was covered With
abandoned shafts frop(ten to 200 feet
deep into which the little feet might
straw.
He didn't want any supper, and,
without seeing the girls, who were still
out, took canteen of water and went
to find-his boy. From that time till
morning the scattered searchers on the
hill and the prospector in his cabin
heard every three or four minutes the
big voice, now 10 ar, now far away,
now hopeful, now almost a wall, but
always loud and clear. Jack, papa is
looking for you," Jack, answer papa,
sStay where you are, and Jackie, call
to papa Soon everybody caught the
! idea. Calls were heard all over the
hills, but the loudest and most con-
slant, the one that never rested, was
the cry, "Papa's looking for his little
boy; call to papa, jack" After day
light, just as the sun was glistening
the snow-capped peaks to the west, and
Transforming each rock and sagebrush
on the hills into thing of beauty,
while the canyons and the valley to
the south were still in shadow, Walker,
hatless- and bleeding from many fall,
but as tireleSS as ever, found himself
facing a wall tent that he didn't recog-
nize, but somewhere near his claim, as
he reckoned it. He walked toward it,
and as he did so, Ben Jones stepped
from. behind, with a cooked rifle at his
shoulder and called out: Stop there,
| John Walker, you are trespaSsing on
my ground" Without stacking, Walker
| answered: II don't care whose ground
I'm on; I'm looking for my boy. Have
you seen a little boy up this way?"
Jones lowered his gun. rs he yours,
Walker?" Yes, my little 3-year-old
boys lost. Have you seen anything of
hm?'' Without word the young
miner took the other by the shoulder
and pushed him into the tent A glance
showed the child, still sound asleep,
with one chubby hand under the tan
gled clrls. With g cry of Jack, my
little Jack" the father had his baby
lin his arms, and there were two big
miners crying like women.
Little, Jack was as demonStrative as
anybody when he got his eyes open and
found who had him. When he got con-
troll of himself, Walker asked Jones
where he found him. AS the Young
man explained, the father held his boy
closer.
How did you get him out, Jones"
Went down and brought him up; he
lodged just above the jump off," "Who
helped you, Benz" Nobody. couldn't
wait to go and, wake up a couple of
sleepy heads 200 feet away when he
was likely to slide off any second, could
I?''s"Did you go down that incline and
bring my boy up without any rope on
you, Benz" What could / do?" was
the answer. You know the incline. I
could tell he was only a baby, and if
Removed he was gone" yes, 1 know
the incline. He was gone if he moved"
said Walker, almost under his breath
! ssWell,'' proceeded Jones, you wouldn't
have sat down and waited for rope.
now, would you? 1t amt SO awful
dangerous"
Walker didn't speak nor look at
Jones, but somehow got hold of his
mana, ana II II naun L Deen a Dig and
hard one, I am afraid would have
crushed it. Jones didn't mind, but said
apologetically: II didn't know he was
your kid, Mr.. Walker II don't care if
you didn't" broke out Walker fiercely
You knew he was somebody's You
can't lie to me, Ben Jones: you knew
mighty we'll how dangerous it was. I
tell you it takes man to walk into
deaths door" He jumped from his
seat and with the boy Rugged to his
breast walked excitedly across the
cabin half q. dozen times and tried hard
to keep from blubbering. AS he sat
down, he said: '1rhe grounds yours,
Psn." Right you are, said Jones,
promptly, glad to get pn subject