The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1902-05-31

whess. we waned in FEAR Tor rae turn
Of the fever. but can only think Of tie
patience ana genflenegs and conrare g
her who stood beside me. bearing more
than half my burden And. while can
see the face OF Leslie Greene. CHASTITY
or flushed. and hear his low moaning
or the broken words of his delirium.
think chiefly Of the bright face bending
over him and OF the cool. firm. swift
moving hands that soothed and smooth
ed and rested. and the voice, Ike the
soft song OF bird In the twilight, that
never failed 10 bring peace
Mrs. Mavor and were much togeth
or during those days. | made my home
in Mr. Craig's shack. but most OF my
time was spent beside my friend We
did not see much of Craig. for he was
heart deep with the miners, laying
plans for the making OF the league the
following Thursday. and, though he
shared our anxiety and was ever
ready 10 relieve rs his thought and
his talk had mostly 10 do With the
LEAGUE
Mrs. MAYORS evenings were given 20
the miners. but her afternoons mostly
10 Graeme and TO me, and then IL was
| saw another side OF her character.
We would sit in her little dining room.
where the pictures on the walls. the
quaint old silver and bits OF curiously
cut glass all spoke OF other and diff
q. Il. a
the world Of literature and art keeniy
sensitive 10 all the good and heauuful
In these, she had her favorites among
the masters. for whom she was ready
10 do battle. and when her argument.
instinct with fancy aud vivid imagina-
ton. failed she swept away all oppos'
ing opinion with the swift rush OF her
enthusiasm. so that. though felt she
was beaten. | was left without words
10 reply. Shakespeare and Tennyson
and Burns she loved. but not Shelley
or Byron or even Wordsworth. Brown.
ing she knew not and therefore could
not rank him with her noblest three.
but when | read TO her ~ Death In
the Desert" and came to the noble
words at the end OF the tale,
FOR all was as / say. and now the man
Lies as he once lay. breast TO breast with
God"
the light shone in her eyes, and she
said "Oh, that Is good and great.
shall get much out Of him. | had al
ways feared he was impossible" And
"Paracelsus." too. stirred her But
when recited the thrilling fragment.
"prosplce." on to that closing raptur-
Gus cry.
Then a light, then thy breast
Oh. thou soul OF my soul. shall clasp
thee again.
And with God be the rest"
the red color faded from her cheek. her
breath came Ia n sob. and she rose
quickly and passed out without a word.
Ever after Browning was among her
gods. But when we talked Of music
she. adoring Wagner. scared upon the
wings Of the mighty s'Tannhauser, "
far above, into regions unknown, leav-
ing me to walk soberly with Beethoven
and Mendelssohn Yet with all our
free, frank talk there was all the while
that in her gentle courtesy which kept
me from venturing into any chamber
OF her life whose door she did not set
freely open TO me. So | vexed myself
about her, and when Mr.. Craig return
cd the next day from the Landing,
where he had been for some days, my
first questions were:
"Who is Mrs Mavor? And how. In
the name of all that is wonderful and
unlikely, does she come to be here
And why does she stayY"
lie would not answer then. Whether
II was thar his mind was full OF the
coming struggle on whether he shranb
from the tale | know not. But that
night when we sut together beside his
dre he told me the story while smoi
cd. He was worn with his long, hard
drive and with the burden Of his work
but as he went on viii his tale look
ing into tile Gre as he told II, he forgot
an his present weariness and LIVED
again the scenes he painted for me
This was his story
II remember well my first sight o.
her as she sprang from the front sea
touching her husbands hand. She look
cd a mere girl Let's see, five years
ago-she couldn't have been day ovel
/ twenty .three. She looked barely TWEEN
~. Her swift glance swept over the
group OF miners at the hotel door an'
then rested on the mountains standing
\ I'M all their autumn glory.
81 was proud OF our mountains tina
evening. Turning TO her husband, sh'
/ exclaimed:
"'Oh. Lewis, are they not grand an'
lovely too?'
every miner lost his heart then and
there, but all waited for Abe, the driy
er, to give his verdict before yenturinl
an opinion Abe said nothing until h'
had taken preliminary drink, anC
then, calling all hands 10 oil up. h'
lifted his glass high and said solemnly
sTloxc hpreie ~ hep