Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1905-11-10
CHAPTER K.
The Fourth Carriage From the En-
qine.

inc Tou'tH SaTTid9c from the En-
CINE.
The next morning, being Sunday,
everyone from far and near repaired
to the church, which contained within
its walls the materials for such fune-
raj sermon as, in all it's ancient his
tory, it had never before seen gath
cred together there
The remains, now all decently in
closed in collins, still lay within the
precincts of the chancel, where they
must remain until after the inquest
on the following day
The church, which was Of no great
size, was filed to overlooking. For
not only were there many mourners
present, who had come post-haste
from all parts of the kingdom, but
strangers for miles round, attracted by
the morbid curiosity which draws
crowds as with cart-rope, wherever
there is a prevalence of the CHASTITY
element, blocked the aisles, filed the
porch, and even occupied the pulpit
stairs.
People who came to cape and gaze,
and then, going home to the Sunday
dinner, exchanged experiences over
the shoulder of mutton and baked DO
tatoes, remarking, as they wiped their
mouths, that it was sad sight, but
one they wouldn't have missed for
anything you could have offered them.
At the same time they were compelled
to own that there were not so many
bodies as they had confidently ex-
pected, but then, nothing ever did
come up to your expectations in this
world.
Ted Burritt had a seat assigned
him in one of the front pews. A
glance at his face, on the part of the
functionary who discharged the office
of ushering the people into their
places, seemed to be sufficient to show
to which portion of the congregation
he belonged.
Ted Burritt knew that his fathers
body now lay there within the chan
eel rails, in one of those hastily con-
collins, which had been
put together to meet the sud-
den and unprecedented demand.
1t was evident that certain num-
Der of seats had ebeen reserved for
those who, it was felt, had the great
est claim to them, for he observed,
after short time, that the same pew
INTO which he had been ushered also
contained two of his fellow passen-
gers on that ever memorable journey
"a poor widow and another woman.
The former, it was impossible to
loubt, had found her worst fears
ealized, for she still cried silently
nd ceaselessly behind the shelter of
Ter veil. The other woman, whom
lie now guessed to be about forty
ears OF age, and who was cookbook
ng in a sort of Manufactured way.
5as also clothed in deep black gar
1ents, but there was suppressed
litter in her eye, and that same rest
ess movement of the fingers. as she
erpetually rustled the leaves of her
rayer-book, which betrayed the ex-
'tence of some strong but suppressed
ceiling, which seemed to be more like
xcitement than grief.
But, then, we are all at liberty to
how our grief in our own peculiar
ay.
IN the other pews round him he rec
snized other faces-those of fellow
avelers or others whom he had seen
the station or in the church in the
lrly morning of the day before.
mong these there were, of course,
ippy exceptions to the general rule.
here were those who had found the
ring where they had looked for the
'ad, and who, after a few hours of
rturing suspense, had discovered the
e they sought, either in the village
in some of the neighboring ham,
IS, and were present on that morn
g with a chastened joy and graft
de unspeakable.
Ito be continued)