Bluefield evening leader. [volume] (Bluefield, W. Va.) 1906-1911, 1910-02-14


Twice ne unSuug his ca nteen and rawiur ever IN
bis patients. poured between their cracked nps as
many drops as h. dared spare them. and always np
own body cried out In torture for one drop-r, nsI
one drop-of the water that must not grant himself
at all. His nesh writhed in sgony, but his S,n ~
ulted. He had won at last. and. winning Ac ,,nia
keep his ringing awake hold up tn. lids ut ms
exhausted eyes and carry his rinr rcadv
Then, with the morning they sci OUT set our ~ tns
earliest dawn-the unconscious man strapped to me
burro, the sullenly silent woman ssridc tie pr,,n.
and grim faced Rock trampnE on ahead
And so for three days they plowed onward ~ "a.
gray OF the morning and the evening. gray alw,,s
two or them I'm silence. the woman. vino dranE Nv
quently from the canteen. because ate woud
not speak; Gene who drank nothing n,r.n4r M.
voice was gone. and only the dcrous nonKkr,,rt
babblng profnniues OF running rivers nnd rur.i,na
brooks The animals screamed wantunly rn ,nr
water that Rock would not give them; the wnIir nd
surface OF the desert fiery pIowshares to the ,,
guides feet; the writhed and twisted before ;.
bursting eyes. bar .aili forward he marched wnu.,.
glance behind. until. at the end of the third nSy
the woman let out curious whimper Gene turncA
YEARLY and warIy upon her
He tried to speak. but bis thick league lord cm
ike dog" No sound came from his throat. snd "
sight of him the woman. who had been raising the
csntesS to ser lips, let II fail upon tho sand
There's water therer' she compsln-a
'val 1t uD froN tao cRSk, can't your
NscS. mAse.Sas all his energy. lei ont q SORT ~
bark ana sADc< his tsASled red head.
Tbs wOnaA's cy~s h~si,ncd bctweea fear nnd Scnrn
"~Ast0 tSs matter with your she demanded
Cart tstk yea fooi2"
fnoa
hs was GrinninE, and the effect was not pleasHaI.
Then, AZ suddenly he buried his yellow teeth IA MS
left arm aud sucked hard at the family red strcaa
that nowed from the wound.
The recoed. she almost fell from the sad,
die.
"You-yoU'rs orasyp she yelled
But Rock swallowed twice aud smackrd mis-
lips
Ne" ho said IL 4 curious JhoSt OF a voice tue
voice OF . raven rather than o ~ only needed
OF them there throat sprays I've got to tell yes
thAt can't all the caAtcsn because there aiat ~
mere water in tho cask"
And then, without another word or glance. he tonk
his place again at tho pony's head aud tho weary
tramp began once more. with the msd suO pouring
down Its blasts Of Same. with the white saud sendns
it's shafts Of ore. and with the dslirisus voice IL
- boSkksepef chanting merrily behind theHs:
Elts,t "BtFeams Of living water .S,-
- Springs fer thirsty soulsr ~
II was thus that at last they passed the guard. A.
the positive dying animals. a complaining YouSH
delriOus but mendinE ana rescucr nor
sadly in need or The beasts were snpt. ,rr
husband and wife cared for the nnN
quarters, and their savior after day uospla
called upon by cheerful chaplain who Dcgau nY
telling him that Mrs. Dugan was waiting outside ht
permission to and thank him; that he-thr cnag
ain-consi6ered him-the rescucr-iu the ught
hero aud that the whole post wanted to do him Bon
age for his courageous sdventuring
But Gene Rock. clothed again and in his rigbt mlUd
shook the great red head which the hsd tern
securely paEtered with liberal supply OF bear grease
from the reGmentsI barber shop.
81 don't want to see no AIRS. Dugan," he said -
hsv my fer wanting her 20 reconect like
when sbe seen me last An don't want 10 SEE
sobody else nuther Show tho back way, Dsrson"
'"rbs back wayT' echoed the bewlldered chapisH
Where are you goiDg7'
Rock frowned aerceiJ.
I'm going TO my little ranch, an nc -se stat EoiAg
to stop UndersAudw
"But-bur"-ths ecclesissnc houndered IN bog o.
smaEement--"have you no message for this poor
word for tie admirers OF your self aacracer'
He hsd been trotting after the rstreating rs~oe.
Wsn. wso now turned suddenly upon him from to
aoor.
"No" said GsRs Rock. ~ aiRt AZ doR't yea talk
more about 40 SELF sheriacs. Last year Lucy Ma.
1onsy shook FER that handy legged ink splssber.
Lsst wsoE fsun' the psr Of dying ia the desert
I could - killed him. { Gd hsvs mind 70 90 II
Eut says Co myself 80. What's the use? n dc
Chat sson ,oate su everlasting saint Of him-snd fer