The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1911-08-17
PROLOGUE
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1Ae Storm Was oao q thO worst
Aat haA ever burut fro0 tAo noun
Aans and svsp< ACROSS The plaina.
he wind came n Wild bursts q 6~
osnAous sped. Evsa In the lulls,
shioh v0e only comparatively such,
= blsv perhaps - miles IN hour The
1sros blasts were hdsn With ans
0ow-frossn splnArtft from Q white
eesan of oolAl Needles of ico sharp
~ than their prototypes Of steal out
u bare dssh a those whom evil for
eaAs kept abroad On such . night
bdnGins The blood to the frsssing
sdn- The onslaught of the scream
hG tempest drove the haplsss cattle
~ with pain and terror. The thick
ssow compelled them to huddls to
Osthss It last and shsltsrisss to suf.
esr. freeze. and die in the pdulsss hur.
sleans
Just where the foothills lose them
solves In the prairie lay huddIsd . 1T
u town O. camp. Every door and win
low vas shut and barricadsd against
Tie searching storm.
In one Of the poorest and most mis-
seable shantiss on the outskirts Of he
town . woman waited alone. A com
mon kerosene lamp stood on . table
be(ors the window. Get there - II In
AGnal.
Tho house. . nero shack which
shook and Quiversd under the tre-
msndous assaults Of the storm. and
might have been blown down II It had
not been buttressed and protected by
heaps Of snow yet threatening TO over.
vhslm It, contained but one room. In
the corner farthest from the door
stood . tumbled. frowzy bed. A rick
~ chest Of drawers. a kitchen table. 4
rusty cook stove. few uncertain
chairs Of the plainest and cheapest
quality. were all the rest Of the fur.
niture. A few clothes hung from pegs
driven in the boarded wall A saddle
In ono corner. = pickax and shovel, .
heavy quirt. and . ride hanging from
pegs beneath shelf suflciently
pointed out the avocations of the
, owner
Yet she was a woman who. what
ever her outward circumstances,
showed no poverty Of spirit. She
ragged up and down the room ~
prisoned tiger PAGES the narrow con-
nnes Of his cage. Sometimes she
paused and stopped BY the window. to
rest her head beneath heT hand on
the sash and peer eagerly, passion
ately, out into the falling snow She
could see nothing. and after having
stared With increased disappointment
and further mutterings Of angry
words, she would resume her rest
less backward and forward march.
Had there been any spectator when
she assumed that picturesque position
a& the window. where the light, how
threw her own face and person in high
relief, the observer would have been
surprised at the coarse and yet not
unattractive beauty Of her face and
figure. She was full Tipped and deep
bosomed. tall. 1.-the. strong Her
cheeks were full Of color, her hair
black and coarsely crisp and curly.
Her hands. which she clasped and un-
clasped nervously, were large and
REDEEMED BY toll. but they were shape
" nevertheless. But there was Meth
er refinement nor goodness in her
face. There were great possibilities
Of evil which experience could have
detected. Hers had been 4 hard life,
and It had made her q hard woman.
She was perhaps twenty-five years
\ old. but looked older.
Fur hours tho woman had waited in
That hut alone. It had been storming
bsdly when she began her vigil. and
the violence Of the tempest had In
creased until she feared that no hu-
man soul could brave It That she
very much wanted some one to At
tempt It, that she very keenly. ardent
". longsd for that, was quite evident
Great Is the power Of love. Even
it, eounterfeit-that which passes for
It in tho eyes Of the ignorant and in
experienced-may stir men and wom-
en- to mighty deeds. This woman
waited the arrival Of one who fancied
himself modern Perseus about to re-
lease another bound and helpless An
dromeda from . devouring monster.
Whether the man who fatuously
filled that role-or the boy. rather. for
he had not reached mans years or
estate-would arrive before her hus-