The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1906-10-06

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suppose you are tired Of hearing that
you are i very splendid young y oman?
Why don't you marry p Hasn't the
tight man come along yet ~ .@$ : = Il
no, colonel" ~ = . E;:$, Z. !
1. Hes painfully slow. I only wish l
We're thirty years younger. Vain: re-
,gret. Didn't I see Graham Earl going
away from .here.''' ->~i.55
Yes colonel" ... -. -
81 thought it was Graham. lie
seemed in hurry. Do: you know him
well Pr. y
:. Il don't think anybody knows him
well. We were children together, but
during the last three or four years
have seen him but very few times.n
: Hes been chasing around trying to
prop up his health. Not very robust.
You know. Peculiar fellow ''z.
Yes. colonel -.
And you are right when you say
that nobody knows him very we'll. You
know how lacking he is in self-appre-
ciation?" y.
YES"
always ready to stand aside. for
somebody else-anybody. Morbid about
his deficiencies in health and physique.
Shy to a degree. And yet-welI. I'll
tell you something about him. Want
to hear it?''
YES, colonel. I have told you that
Graham and are old friends
perhaps you don't know it, but /
was in the upper Peninsular looking
after some rather heavy lumber inter-
ests year or so ago. Right out in
the wilderness, you know-and the will
derness wasn't any wilder than the
men who people it. Your friend
Graham was UP there. too. Somebody
told him that it was the place to build
up new constitution, and so he was
out there in the woods roughing it. He
had little shack of his own and used
to wander about like an uneasy spirit.
The boys didn't know what to make of
him, and he didn't make anything of
as usual. I wasn't there when
he came and the foreman told me some
of these things. 1t seems that one of
the men, a French Canadian, had
brought his little girl, child Of ten
years, with him into the woods. She
was suffering from consumption and
her days were numbered. Well, she
and Graham became great friends, and
in her last hours it was Graham who
nursed her, and told her stories and
ho h~0 11F
frail little body. And Graham took
charge of the funeral and actually
preached little sermon beside her
open grave, and the foreman told me it
was the most beautiful and touching
thing he ever heard. Well, after that
there was nothing he couldn't do with
that gang Of barbarians. Why, when
Manitoba Pete ran amuck through
the camp, shooting and slashing, it was
Graham who walked right out in the
open and took his knife and gun away
from him and led him to his shack and
sobered him up and brought him back
to decency again. Any other man III
camp would have sooner faced hun,
cry tiger. Yes. and when a clumsy
young Swede cut an artery in his leg,
it was Graham who sat by him and
made living tourniquet of his hands
and kept him from bleeding to death
until help came three hours later. And
one thing I saw with my own eyes. A
gang came over from a rival camp, a
particularly bad lot, and every man OF
them half drunk and armed to the
teeth, and they were after some rene:
gade of chap and meant to lynch
him. Well, Graham got the fellow in
his shack and standing in the doorway
held those human wolves at bay with
a most sublime display Of nerve and
single revolver. And, by love. he
talked them out OF their purpose. I
saw that myself, Miss Julia. You are
right when you say that nobody knows
Graham Earl very we'll, but I fancy I
know him we'll enough to recognize in
him one of the gentlest and bravest
spirits that ever tenanted q mortal
frame. But there, I must go. I just
dropped in to see your daddy for a mo-
ment or two. Good night"
The girl stood by the mantel staring
down into the fire for a little time.
Then a flush suddenly Redeemed her
beautiful face and a smile quickly
crossed it.
She turned and stepped to the tele-
phone across the room and in clear and
steady tones gave the number she
wanted.
"Graham,' she presently said. do
you know the voice?' What's that?
The one voice in all the world? That
isn't what. I asked you. Yes, it's Julia's
voice. Wait, Graham. I've been think
ing-thinking very hard-and, Graham,
am quite ready to go with you when
ever and wherever you will."-W. r.
Rose, in Cleveland Plain Dealer,
Whom Columbus Landed.
According to the Boston Herald,