The daily sentinel., 1912-10-19

4 the earth. followed by an intonation
that ! pray / may never hear again.
then rising a little II swings in the
air over our heads Il moment TO de-
scend just beyond the shed, seize an
other great stand of timber in its
NAV, and go tearing away through
the forest leaving devastation and
impenetrable winrows OF debris TO OBJ
struct the path OF he who attempts
rescuing his loved ones.
The deluge of rain which follows.
spattering through the cracks in the
roof. caused by the tremendous un-
dulatlons Of the atmosphere. arouses
US to activity again. and We realize
that We are unhurt, and that the lit
tie stranger has arrived, and has
been properly cared for, nothwith-
standing the awful strain 10 which
he had been subjected.
Hardly having had time to regain
our self-possession VIC undertake
hurried invoice of the damage done
We find that 1t is very little, con-
sisting of the aforementioned cracks
10 the dirt roof. and the complete
removal Of all small litter and the
tops of the weeds and goose grass
which look as though they had been
singed with heat. hut the country
toward the west and the east are
changed to 4 mass OF the most awful
wreckage it is possible to imagine.
While | am engaged in reconnoi-
tering, my ear catches the sound of
a human voice. and am surprised
and thankful to see the old timber
scout clambering over the debris. in
his haste TO meet, what he believed
will be our dead bodies. or their
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him that all is well he rushes to the
house. fairly smothering the girl
with kisses and crying for Joy, en-
tirely forgetting the young lady who
is obliyious to all of the commotion.
and regardless of hopes or fears. un-
I'll | place the little bundle in his
arms, when he straightens up, and,
looking me in the eye, says. Doc.
this little badger has cost us terri
Bile scare, as well as a hard ride, and
but for your kindness and ability
both her and my gal would be dead,
but say, they must be worth all of
II. for the good God lifted that twis-
ter right over their dear heads and
dropped il again out among the var
mints in the swamp to wear itself
out on them. If my gals are good
enough to deserve all of that. / sure
shall not forget them while there
is pesky bit of fur in this neck
of the woods, or live buckskin
within reach OF my rifle Say, I'm
about starved. and ! guess that you
can eat bit, which I'll get just as
soon as | see If my gals need any
thing"
During our meal he told me that
when he first saw the storm he was
prngGinr 70 hinh knnn -
TO discern its character at once, as
he had seen several cyclones before,
and although he believed that he was
rushing to certain death. as at the
time he was out of its course. he had
nearly, if not quite killed his horse in
his efforts to reach his cabin before
the storm did. but was Just late
enough to see it rush by. as he be-
lieved, tearing, crushing and destroy
ing everything in its path, as it seem
ed utterly impossible for him, for
anything. to live within its awful
vortex.
In grateful remembrance of our
happy deliverance, ! suggested that
we christen the little stranger
Tempest" to which he heartily as
sented. and for want of some other,
acted me to act as sponsor, which |
nave never regretted. as her father
soon became able to give her a most
liberal education as well as abund-
ant means to travel. owing to the
fact that it was discovered. by q
young mineral expert from Colora-
do. who with his uncle from Mil
waukee were hunting in that locali-
ty. that his entire tract of land was
underlayed with very rich iron ore,
known today as the Vermilion Iron
Mines. and - my charge. although
bearing name suggestive of the
tiercest in nature, developed into a
beautiful lady whose sunny smile
and lovable disposition is their d-
rect antithasis