Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-09-07

! the canyon could be reached and then
the equally interminable zigZags up the
activity beyond, all of which must
hope to arrive at the camp which from
where stood looked to be almost with
in hail Of my voice.
! have described the mine as a hole
| That was all law at first-a great
black hole in the dark brown earth Of
the mountain side, from which ran
down still darker streak into the
waste places far below it. But as l
looked longer I saw that 1t was faced
by ledge cut out of the friable soil,
on which l was now able to descry the
pronounced white Of two or three tent
tops and some other signs of life, en-
couraging enough to the eye Of one
whose lot it was to crawl like a dy up
! that tremendous mountain side.
Truly / could understand why those
three men, probably newspaper CORE
spondents like myself, had turned back
70 Santa Fe after a glance from my
present outlook. But though I under
stood did not mean to duplicate their
retreat.
The sight of those tents, the thought
Of what one Of them contained, In
spired me with new courage, and. re-
leasing my grip upon the rein, a.
lowed my patient horse to proceed.
Shortly after this | passed the d.
vide-that Is, where the water sheds
both ways. Then the descent began.
1t was zigzag, just as the climb had
been, but preferred the climb. l did
not have the unfathomable spaces so
constantly before me, nor was my i'm
agination so active. 1t was fixed on
heights to be attained rather than on
valleys to roll into. However, did
not roll.
The Mexican saddle held me securely
at whatever angle l was poised, and
once the bottom was reached found
that / could face with considerable
eQuanimity the corresponding ascent.
Only as l saw how steep the climb
babe fair to be l did not see how /
was ever to come down again. Going
up was possible, but the descent
However, as what goes up must in
the course of nature come down, put
this question aside and gave my horse
his head. after encouraging him with a
few blades of grass, which he seemed
to find edible enough, though they had
the look and something of the feel of
spun glass.
How we got there you must ask this
good animal, who took all the respon-
sibility and did all the work. / mere
ly chung and balanced, and at times,
when he rounded the end of a zigzag,
for instance, | even shut my eyes,
though the prospect was magnificent.
At last even his patience seemed to
give out and he stopped and trembled.
But before | could open my eyes on
the abyss beneath he made another
effort felt the brush of tree branches
across my face and, looking up, saw
before me the ledge or platform dotted
with tents, at which 1 had looked
with such longing from the opposite
hillsides.
simultaneously l heard voices, and
saw approaching bronzed and beard
ed man with strongly marked Scotch
features and a determined air.
''The doctorr 1 involuntarily ex-
claimed, with a glance at the small
and curious tent before which he stood
guard.
Yes, the DOCTOR" he answered in un-
expectedly good English. And who
are you? Have you brought the mail
and those medicines sent forT'
mo-" / replied with propitiatory a
smile as could muster up in the face
OF his brusk forbidding expression. II
came on my own errand. 1 am a rep
resentative of the New York -, and
] hope you will not deny me a word
with Mr.. Fairbrother."
With a gesture hardly knew how to
interpret he took my horse by the rein
and led us on few steps toward an
other large tent where he motioned me
to descend. Then he laid his hand on
my shoulder and, forcing me to meet
his eye, said
you have made this journey-I be-
lieve you said from New York-to see
Mr.. Fairbrother. WhyY'
Because Mr.. Fairbrother is at pres
ent the most sought for man in Amer
ica," returned boldly. His wife
you know about his wife,
mo. How should 1 know about his
wife2 I know what his temperature