Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1906-07-28
"REMINISCENCES.

Back DER the path OF the pioneer,
Back DER the desert lone,
The endless span,
And caravan
Drawing a sea unknown.
Il was lost once said a young ret
tier Of the Teton basin, Is he sat among
some old pioneers on Pioneer day.
"reminiscences were going the rounds
OF all assembled, dating back princi-
pally 10 that bygone pilgrimage in quest
Of land by a crystal sea our young
or pioneer, the true son Of his fathers
tad something TO tell Of his own ox-
perience and continued:
Il was on my way tc the basin with
load OF freight-supplies for winter
and running somewhat OF a risk 20 be
travelling over that great waste OF
country so late in the fall J had; as
thought, escaped all storms, and called
myself lucky as I came into View OF
our beautiful valley and the Teton
peaks I crowed too soon. ] guess. Just
as dusk was coming on, and I reyen
miles from my claim. slight snow
storm began Whirling about. J ulid IT.
De heed 90 10 az first. So sure was / OF
reaching my shack IN good season. Ii
was not long, however. before the
ground was white. the road ohscurcd.
and my guides and sentntls. ths tow.
tring peaks. lost 10 view. .ogged
long Cheorfully en0ugh-my horses
knew every step OF the road. SO many
times had they covered the distance.
Fut by and by they stood stiH. looking
about through the whiriiug mist: they
were puzzled, bewildered. and 80 was !.
u was then / realized ! was lost. ava
s. near home, TOO. ] lii Tho hest I
could. we travelled Tor hours and miles
without reaching anywhere. 7 finally
gave up. cared for my faithful horses.
and crawled beneath my tarpauiir. uu-
dc the wagon. 4 bright morning light
awakened me. and ! started up % ind
/ had Camped within q ieU feet of my
own fence. Strange. wasn't it2 so uea-
home. and Yet 3s ! Travelled about Don
that Whirling world % whit. never
felt so completely cast adrifl .n an uu-
known sea. never so alone. ana yet
never so near my Maker This last as
sutance put me 10 slecp.'
Exactly" piped mp the oldest Pic
neer. exactly. Alone and yet MOTT done
! crossed the plains to md tNat out
That great, silent solitary desert where
nothing hu, God remains"
Rack DER the path ~ The pioneer.
Rack DER the shifting sand.
Back to the beat
ol weary feet
Into tho promised land
~ crossed he plains when 7 was
years old" said a sweet-faced woe
man. @ little beyond the middle age,
"and ] think what stands out iu bold.
est relief aRaint that stretch OF hot.
shifting sand Is my poor little fect
Yes. ] walked q greater part of me
way ] guess. Mother would rub and
so0fh- away thc ucarircss of mr try
ankles after prayers were said. ud 7
soon became lost On healthy. childish
sleep. Bright aud carly the following
morning, ] Was always ready 90 start
out on my days tramp again one
rI0c ! distinctly remember. however
Mother piled me- hro the wagon with
the baby who was asleep A. Wr
Oawlcd along in me dust aud heat.
the oxen. together With those nf fhc
entire jrajn. suddenly. shifted water.
aud naturally stampcdcd AWAY ve
Whlried hciter-skciicr. pc'.neN.
humpiy- bump BEDDING and pillows Z
few iu every direction. Uko unv /
pebble 7 was bounced up and down. /
aud shaken up generally. bus uar- /
aged Co hold 90 the baby aud toe SID. I
Wf th, wagon iill We came tn au 1
abrupt pause .u mid stream 10 was I
my poor arms that needed attention 4
mat rigm Remember mother"