The Kalispell bee. [volume] (Kalispell, Mont.) 1900-192?, 1902-11-11

tempered even in her WEAKNESS and all
through those clouded years.
But nobody came, not soul. On the
contrary, the children's voices in the
yard grew fainter. She no longer heard
even the whining one, who was the
fourth. The low brown wooden kitch-
en- raised its ceiling, widened its walls,
then disappeared altogether. Mary
Murphy was outdoors in space.
A procession that seemed to be as
long as the universe was passing. Liv-
ing creatures started out of darkness
and grayness millions of billions of
miles away, and they were all going
somewhere and never getting there.
When they emerged from the clouded
beginning place, to which it would
have taken Mary Murphy millions of
| years to travel, these creatures, great
and small, male and female, were
hairy, apelike beings. They were
strange, animal people folk. The males
were ferocious monsters that snatched
young one from its mother and
| dashed it to death If it annoyed them
| by crying or impeded the ape folk on
| their march toward the place to which
| they were hurrying, but never reached.
At the starting point of grayness and
| darkness these animals were dark, too,
but as they went on their road she
| saw them becoming fairer, she saw
more light about them, then colors be-
| ginning to play around them, only a
deep dark red and dull brown at first,
then as the tremendous stream of ami
NAL folk flowed on there came more
and more light and more varied tints
till many hues appeared, and there
were blue sky and white cloud, with
the colors mingling, blending, parting
and changing like dancing rainbows.
| A strange thing! AS it grew lighter
Mary Murphy thought-yes, she knew
that the same animal folk, men and
women, reappeared in the procession,
repeated themselves in different places.
Back where the colors were just begin
ming to show around them she saw q
hairy ape man seize weak, crippled
little female that could not keep up
with the rest and fling it out to perish
by the trail side. 1t howled at this
treatment like a forsaken monkey. I'm
mediately gigantic man animal who
had a lighter color about him than the
rest, grinning grotesquely, but not I'M
kindly, picked up the abandoned fe-
1 male child animal and carried it upon
his shoulder, so that it was not left to
die. Mary Murphy's heart gave great
leap, then almost stopped, when she
saw in the face of the big man animal
the look of John Murphy and in the
crippled little woman animal her own
self
On they went, the colors growing
brighter and more luminous, the light
stronger, the animal people handsomer,
cleaner, more erect, gentler in their
ways and habits. Yet they did not go
steadily on. Many time one dropped
out, weak and discouraged, and let the
procession go past him; but then, he
never stayed where he fell The trail
was a little up hill all the way, and
the one who gave up and stopped al
ways rolled down slightly and joined
4 the procession where the ape folk were
darker and more animal-like than the
ones he had left.
One SLIM white, tired woman animal
could hardly drag herself along. She
was finer, prettier, than those around
her; but so ill, weary and disappointed
looking, so heartbroken seemingly, that
Mary Murphy's heart ached for her.
She was even on the point of going
down and sliding back among the dark.
err, duller, more swinish creatures be-
hind.
Then Mary Murphy saw strange
thing which at first she had not OBJ,
served. Joined to the wan, white wo.
man animal by tiny sillIen cords were
a whole family of ape folk, all Of them
little behind her. 1t was about the
middle of the great procession, where
the animal folk joined together by silk.
en- threads stood. One of the group
behind the white woman was very
large, kind looking, but rather dull
faced man animal, moving along slow
ly and lumberingly, head downward, as
though bordering in his stupid way
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