Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1911-03-31

be shown the man who had thrown
the last rock.
FROM the rear came the voice of the
engineer. who did not understand San.
ders' fall or the situation Are YOU
going to leave the shaft-house. Nc.
Carthy?"
There was no instant's hesitation in
his reply: TO hell with the shaft.
house and the mine! I'm going to
find the man that did this, and kill
him! By God. I'll kill hint" he roar.
ed, as he went his way.
AS he charged through the awed and
terror-stricken mob and out past the
concealing corner of the blacksmith
shop in his futile search of hate, he
! came into view of his house on the
I hillside.
The agonized scream of a woman
rent the air and attracted his atten-
ton. His wife had seen him at last,
and had seen in his arms the little fig.
uTe. Suddenly, and in view of all
those who looked up from below, she
tottered and fell her length on the
veranda.
Mccarthy paused in his march. then
turned and gazed at those around him.
Gazed unspeakingly. The furious
blaze died out of his eyes and sanity
returned leaving stamped on his face
a look of bitter. uncompromising scr
row and accusation.
Steadily and with no backward look
"a aIt he !, 10
the plant he had protected. he strobe
up the hillside. AS they stood silent
and abashed. as though rooted to the
spot, they saw him disappear into the
darkness of the doorway. Saw him re-
turn, and, still without looking in their
gather tenderly in his arms
the unconscious form Of his wife.
Then. as if to shut them out from
sanctity, the door closed, white and |
in the sunlight; and they,
without word of
mouth or thought of further violence,
and as If directed by one impulse,
went slowly down the road.
When night came the moon gleam-
ID whitedly down through the tama-
'acks and pines and made OF the 81.
ent, ungainly buildings castles of rare
iesign.
There was a knock at the cabin ON
he hill, the door was thrown widely
open, and the giant form of the man. !
lger was outlined within 1t, as though J
ramed in silhouette. Without speech
'r salutation he confronted the score
# men below.
From where they stood they could :
zee, in the light shining within the !
DOM, cot on which lay little ban.
LACED figure. around which there
noved solicitously a woman and a
'earded man whom they recognized
IS the camp surgeon.
They stood nervously twisting their
ats in their hands, as If bereft OF ),
peech. There was something of lone. .,
mess and accusation in that silent. n
bulk in the doorway, plant. :,
d there as though Indifferent to fear
r favor. -
The gray-haired spokesman, after n
he quietude had seemed prolonged y
nto ages, wetted his parched lips and
aid: We've come. sir. to find out q,
ow Sanders is?" h,
The man In the doorway answered "
oftly: THE doctor says he will live,
hank God!" And 1t was a prayer he hi
ave, of untold thankfulness, which a
0und an echo in the hearts of the
len before him. He said no more, Il
believing that speech was b
seless and the world contained moth
lg further to talk about
The men shifted from one foot to
ne other in speeches. embarrass- :,
tent, and then, as having relieved -
leir minds, turned to go. The som. -
re figure still stood motionless in the ~
:,
"oh, by the way" said the gray NJ
aired spokesman, as il remembering az
,mething whish had escaped his
I'VE. as committee from all IN
lie miners, come to tell you that the n
rike was unanimously declared off m
might" 81
And SO they left him. standing colos- IN
Il and silent. IN the doorway of his tn
)me. he