The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1904-01-08

ments of civilization, to which. after
of us can hope to escape" The Duke
was silent for few moments and then
added with some hesitation, "Then, too
she is quite a pagan-never saw a
prayer book, you know
And so it came about, chiefly through
the Dukes influence, l imagine, that |
was engaged by the Old Timer to go
up to his ranch every week and teach
his daughter something of the ele-
mentaries of ladys education.
My introduction was ominous of the
many things l was to suffer of that
same young maiden before had fin
ished my course with her. The Old
Timer had given careful directions az
to the trail that would lead me to the
canyon where he was to meet me. Up
the Swan went the trail. winding ever
downward into deeper and narrower
coulees and up to higher open sunlit
slopes, till suddenly ii settled into Il
valley which began with great width
and narrowed TO canyon whose rocky
sides We're dressed out with shrubs and
trailing vines and wet with trickling
rivulets from the numerous springs
that oozed and gushed from the black.
glstening rocks. THIS canyon was an
eerie place of which ghostly tales We're
told from the old Blackfoot times. And
to this day no Blackfoot will dare to
pass through this black walled, oozy,
glistening canyon after the moon has
passed the western lip. But in the
warm light of broad day the canyon
was a good enough place, cool and
sweet. and | fingered through, waiting
for the Old Timer who failed to APP
pear till the shadows began TO darken
its western black Sides
Out of the mouth of the canyon the
trail climbed to wide stretch of prairie
that swept up over soft hills to the left
and down to the bright cleaning wa
tiers of the Devils lake on the right,
In the sunlight the lake lay like gem
radiant with many colors, the far side
black in the shadow of the crowdin2
pines, then, in the middle, deep, blue and
purple, and, bearer, many shades Of en-
erald that ran quite to the white sandy
beach. Right in front stood the ranch
buildings, upon slight rising ground
and surrounded by sturdy palisade
Of upright pointed poles. This was the
castle of the princess, | rode up to the
open gate, then turned and stood to
look down upon the marvellous lake
shining and shimmerinp with its many
radiant colors Suddenly there was an
awful roar, my pony shot round upon
his hind legs after his beastly cayuse
manner deposited me sitting upon the
ground and fled down the TRAIL pur-
sued by two huge dogs that brushed
past me as | fell. / was aroused from
my amazement by peal of laughter
shrill. but full of music. Turning,
saw my pupil. as l guessed, standing
at the head of a most beautiful pinto
(spotted) pony with heavy cattle quirt
in her hand. l scrambled to my feet
md said, somewhat angrily. fear:
what are you laughing at? Why
don't you cal: back your dogs? They
will chase my pony beyond all reach
She lifted her little head, shook back
her masses Of brown red hair, looked
ut me as If l were quite beneath con
tempt and said, mo, they will kill him. {"
Then" said l, for was very angry,
Il will kill them,' pulling at the re
volver in my belt.
Then" she said, and for the FIRST