The new enterprise. (Madison, Fla.) 1901-1908, 1902-07-31
BY CLARENCE A. LYMAN.

eQult around the NORM star, Wneh
the campfire died the night before,
and we went to bed, the Dipper was
lying nlong the tops OF the mountains,
Drumming full. 1t is easier to watch
this great hand in the astronomical
clock than to light unwilling matches
from time to time in the night and ex-
anime watch; and knew that when
the constellation had nearly reversed
itself, 1t would be time to start NOV
ing.
A man In camp sleeps sweetly, yet
lightly. A dozen times through the
dark hours the distant sharp bark Of
fox, the rustic of a leaf, the deep sigh
of q satiated and sleepy horse on a
picket rope, the cracking Of coal in
the embers Of the campfire, the call
Of a night bird, or the snap Of twig
under the tread of some Of the animals
of our cavalcade, called me with a
gentle thoroughness from slumber.
Each time Il seemed as though the
position Of the enclrcling attendants
of the North Star had changed by only
a slight angle; and each time l sank
instantly again into the perfumed rest
that comes from a bed Of balsam
boughs after a hard days work.
The hush that comes over all nature
Just before the dawn was near being
my undoing, after all, The Dipper
seemed to have made a great sudden
sweep and was dangerously far over
when my eyes opened again. The
canvas was throbbing with the pulse
Of the morning breeze, but the eastern
was darker than the western sky,
where lowered faint glow. 1t took
an effort Of will to get out into the
cold air. but necessity compelled haste
and scrambled as gently as could
over the dewy coverlet, hurriedly put
on the few clothes l had taken or the
night before-dressing and undressing
are mutually short operations in a
hastily made camp-found my damp
and clammy shoes, rahed together the
Goals in the ashes, famed a flame,
boiled coffee and munched a hasty
breakfast Of bread and some cold trout,
Ny partner chum, helpmate never
stirred. It is wonderful how a trustful
woman will sleep In the wilderness,
safe in the superstition that he who
sleeps beside her is competent to meet
danger which may arise.
/ dropped half a dozen cartridges
into my pocket, together with a couple
of biscuit in case the chase should be
unduly long, shouldered the heavy rifle
and strobe out through the high grass,
which was SO beaded with dew that
walking was like wading an ice-cold
stream. The horses were standing on
widespread legs, heads near the ground,
asleep while the burTos, weary with
the long pull with the heavy packs of
the day before, were huddled together,
lying on the ground.
The morning star was at its bright
est as l started across the valley, but
by the time l had picked a splashing
path across the current of the little
river and got fairly started up the
trail, 1t was paling. Little fiecks of
purple cloud began to appear above
the suns approaching glow, as though
they had been newly created. The
range to the west began to lift Its
rugged ascents into view in a purple
radiance. The eastern hills grew from
shapeless masses Of gloom into rounded
eminences with dainty frlnges of as.
pens and slender minarets Of spruces
against the family glowing sky. 1
wished | had started half an hour
earlier, and quickened my pace a
little
In The growing twilight could see a
FURRY skunk in his sleek coat Of let
black and snowy white, treadIng the
clumps of bunch-grass, picking up the
benumbed insects before the SUMS
neat might give them the vitality to
escape. In the trail ahead of me a fox
trotted. was conscious of the faint
presence of his scent, but did not place
II until | saw the flash Of his fur above
the grass He knew L was following.
but knew too that he was safest down
In that sinuous passage between high
walls of grass and flowers, on whose
smooth surface he could make far
SAFER, swlfter flight than over the
rough ground to either side.
A mile or so above camp left the
trail and crossed the stream again.
getting my feet no wetter in wading,
put feeling the icy chill pervade the
water In my shoes which my feet had
garmed In the comparative dryness of
le beaten track. Close to the rip.
ing surface a colder breath moved
q inc scrubby willows had coating
white frost. l brushed furry
Nth from twlg in passing, but It
: too cold for more than one very
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