Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1902-05-01
THE FEAT OF >
: LITTLE ELLEN.
By ENFIELD JOINER.
Copyright By Daily story Pub. Co.,

EVERYBODY said when the OAR
Il cys adopted her that they were
mad hopelessly mad. She was the
child OF some circus people; her IA
Their had been killed by fall from
trapeze, and her mother, ill at the
time, had died from the shock. She
herself had appeared many times in
the ring; she had acted on the
trapeze, had walked the tightrope
high above peoples heads and had
been cheered to the echo when she
rode the wonderful horses. The
manager felt that she might easily
become the worlds most famous
bare-backed rider and get her pic
ture put up in every village in the
country, but then he realized that
there were loftier ambitions than
that, and when DR.. Darcy offered to
take the child and provide for her,
he didn't hesitate about giving her
up.
n And that's how Little Ellen was
lost to James Simpsons Ten Big
Shows. She grew up in quiet lit
tie Alabama town without doing any
thing more scandalous than yielding
to . very natural desire to astonish
her playmates by performances on
the clothes-line. in the back yard, or
on the rafters in the old-fashioned
barn, or on the high garden fence.
She was dearly beloved by the good
oII o,>I ~
might have passed for the daughter
of an earl. 1t was then that Phillip
Rogers came home from college, saw
her and fell in love with her. And
then it was that everybody said he
was mad-hopelessly mad. She was
pretty, she was well educated, she
was lovable, she was altogether
charming but the daughter of cir
Gus people-and such people!
But because she was the one wom-
en- in the world for the young heir,
he married her and took her to
golden Paradise in the Rocky noun
tains.
Far up in Idaho, on the bosom of
the Rockies, lie the marvelously rich
"Forget-me-not" gold mines, called
now, however, by the name of Lit
tie Elem" The name was changed
after the big strike and this is how
it happened:
Phillip represented his fathers
large interests there and when the
strike came on, as the embodiment
Of capital, labor put his name on the
fated lists and he was set apart from
the first. He and Ellen had been ut
the mines but u year, and the union
men looked on him as q southern
tenderfoot, who ought to be easily
managed. But at the end of the first
week ofathe strike, they found that
they were dealing with man whose
courage was commensurate with his
strength, whom neither threats nor
brides could influence.
RuH'ors came of the massacre of
the ''scabs," and the butchery Of
women and children, but it was not
until the day of the riot that Ellen
heard of the troubles hanging over
the "Forget-me-not."
phil" she cried. "Here I've been
singing about the house and you
have been" She broke off, too
white for tears.
You shall go on singing, dearest!"
he answered, but they sat hand-in-
hand in silence. Was there no note
OF warning in the music of the pines?
All was quiet in the valley below,
but Ellen's heart misgave her. AS
for Phillip, he knew that it was the
calm before the storm, for to-mor-
row at nine, George Moriarty, the
leader of the strikers, and Philip
Rogers, the representative of the
company, were to confer together.
There were breakers ahead. and
reefs and rocks, but the whirlpool
which was waiting to engulf him he
could not see.
by the request of the strikers, the
conference was postponed until the
afternoon, and it was not until after
sunset that Phillip and Moriarty met
in the latter's one-room cabin.
Within reach of Moriarty's voice
were 400 union men-Phillip looked
out at light up on the hillside and
remembered that there was none.
save himself to help her. Therefore
he was reasoning most patiently and
earnestly. Heavens! what is this2 A
fash, terrific explosion; Moriarty
was lying in heap before him,
-splo.ches Of blood and brains ON HID