Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1902-09-18
PARTI
The Country of the Saint.
CHAPTER I.

AhV CVAhNly Va AuN nuiHbs
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CHAPTER I.
In the central, portion OF the great
North American Continent there lies
an arid and repulsive desert, which for
many a long year served as a barrier
against the advance of civilization.
From the Sierra Nevada 70 Ne
braska. and from the Yellowstone riy.
or In the north to the Colorado upon
the south. Is a region of desolatlon and
silence.
Nor Is nature always In one mood
throughout this grim district. II COM
rrises snow-capped and lofty noun
tains and dark gloomy valleys.
There are swIftly.fiowing rivers
which dash through jagged canyons;
and there are enormous plains, which
in winter are white with snow. and In
summer are gray with the saline alkaIl
dust They all preserve. however. the
common characteristic OF barrenness.
inhospltality and misery.
There are no Inhabitants of this land
OF despair.
A band OF Pawnees or OF Blackfeet
may occasionally traverse Il In order
to reach other hunting-grounds, but the
hardest of the braves are glad to lose
sight OF those awesome plains and 10
find themselves once more upon their
pralrles.
The coyote skulks among the scrub,
the hnzzaEd Aaps heavily through the
air. and the clumsy grizzly bear lum-
bers through the dark ravlnes, and
picks up such sustenance as II can
among the rocks. These are the sole
dwellers In the wilderness.
In the whole world there can be no
more dreary view than that from the
northern slope OF the Sierra Blanco.
As far as the eye can reach stretch
ca the great fiat plainland. all busted
over with patches OF alkali. and inter
sected by clumps of the dwarfish chap
arral bushes.
On the extreme verge OF the horizon
llo a long chain of mountain peaks.
with their rugged SUBMITS flecked with
snow. In this great stretch Of coun.
try there IL no sign of life, nor OF any
thing appertainiRg TO life.
There 10 no bird In the steel.blue
heaven, no movement upon the dull,
gray earth-above all there Is abso-
lutte silence. Listen as one may, there
Is no shadow of sound In all that
mighty wilderness; nothing but silence
complete and heart-subduing silence.
Il has been said there is nothing ap.
pertaining to life upon the broad plain.
That is hardly true.
Looking down from the Sierra Blan-
co, one sees a pathway traced out
across the desert, which winds away
and IL lost In the extreme distance.
II is rutted with wheels and trodden
down by the feet of many adventurers.
Here and there are scattered white
objects which glisten In the sun and
stand out against the dull deposit Of
alkali.
Approach and examine them! They
are bones; some large and coarse,
others smaller and more delicate. The
former have belonged to oxen, the
latter to men.
For fifteen hundred miles one may
trace this CHASTITY caravan route by
these scattered remains of those who
had fallen by the wayside.
Looking down on this very scene,
there stood upon the 4th of May, 1S47,
solitary traveller.
His appearance was such that he
might have been the very genius or
demon OF the region. An observer
would have found 1t difficult to say
whether he was nearer to forty or to
sixty.
His face was lean and haggard, and
the brown, parchment.like skin was
drawn tightly over the projecting
bones; his long, brown hair and beard
were all flecked and dashed with
white; his eyes were sunken in his
head, and burned with an unnatural
luster, while the hand which grasped
his rife was hardly more fleshy than
that Of skeleton.
AS he stood, he leaned upon his
weapon for support, and yet his tall
his bones suggested a wiry and vigor-
GUS constitution.
His gaunt face, however. and his
clothes, which hung so baggily over
his shriveled limbs, proclaimed what
It was that gave him that senile and
decrepit appearance.
The man was dying--dying from
hunger and from thirst.
He had toiled painfully down the ra-
vine, and on to this little elevation,
IN the vain hope Of seeing some signs
of water.
Now the great salt plain stretched
before his eyes, and the distant belt
Of savage mountains, without o sign
anywhere Of plant or tree which might
indicate the presence of moisture.
In all that broad landscape there
was no gleam of hope. North, and
east, and west he looked with wild,
questioning eyes, and then he realized
that his wanderings had come to an
end. and that there, on that barren
crag, he was about to die.
"Why not here, as we'll as in feath-
er bed, twenty years hence" he NUT
tered, as he seated himself In the shell
ter of a bowlder.
Before sitting down, he had depos-
tied upon the ground mis- useless rifle,
and also large bundle tied up in a
gray shawl, which he had carried slung
over his right shoulder.
It appeared to be somewhat too
heavy for his strength. for, in lowering
1t, 1t came down on the ground with
some little violence.