The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-05-20

1 injurious eyes. lie seemed qul''
| emotionless, to accept their torbic-
ding aspect with a certain langnid
Indifference, that was almost weafi-
ness and yet with an inward secret
satisfaction since they were as bad
as he had anticipated lastly his
glance sought the ground and the
| figure of the sleeping man.
Then he went slowly W the pass
and down into the dry bed OF the
stream and paused beside muddy
pool. he had been drawn thither py
some consideration OF personal clean
| liness, but the pool did not tempt
him. for he shook his head.
NO. | reckon not, it's bad enough
| inside" he drawled softly; and ne
went back TO the camp, where AFTER
making choice OF what he knew TO be
"A vulnerable spot. he gently kicked
| his companion.
Get up. Jim" he said. as the sleep
err moved ITS time We was STIR
ring"
/, Jim threw of his blankets and stood
erect. he evidently had no lingering
prejudice in favor OF cleanliness. In
deed he had gradually discarded each
unessential labor. conserving himself
for the hardship Of the trail. He did
| not ever 20 down 10 the stream as the
other had done: he merely put on his
hat. and his toilet was complete. HIS
companion took stock OF the omission.
II notice that IL amt your day TO
| wash" he drawled.
1t amt" said the other shortly.
Il reckon it's Notifying over
sight to that pink skin OF yours, Mr..
Orphan. Id rather fancy having you
tuck along sweet and clean myself;
but your habits Is your own
You bet they are"
His friend surveyed him with
mild POPULARITY OF men.
Well they don't brag none for you,
but reckon maybe you're figuring on
taking all of his heah God-forsaken
country you can right along with you
into California. ! certainly am glad
II suits you
Jim ignored this, and they ate their
breakfast in silence.
You amt saying much" observed
Jim. as II this was an unwonted oc-
curl nce.
Cant you wait until thaw OUT"
demanded his friend with some asper-
| ity. Il like to froze last night: give
me time: opinions will come to me
right lively when the sun crawls up
yonder above them rocks"
He moved leisurely of in the direc-
ton OF their mules, while Jim slowed
away the blankets and cooking uten-
sils in the packs. They were soon in
the saddle. their mules limping wear
lily forward They had gone half
mile when they crossed the dry bed OF
the stream; its general course until
row had been nearly parallel with
their trail
This must be the head waters OF
Flynn's Fork" said Jim.
IL reckon Flynn was q pretty mean
spirited cuss or he would never have
named such dribbling chuck hole
after himself" observed his compan-
ion. Then he added. Perhaps he was
killed by the Indians heah about and
his friends did the naming; all | got
to say Is II was a mighty mean ad-
vantage to take Of a dead man."
"Thawed out?' inquired his COM
panion.
Not entirely" and he lapsed into
silence for another half mile.
They had met for the first time on
the banks Of the Missouri. In the |
party to which they had then belong |
ed we're forty wagons and over hun |
dred men. representing almost every |
state in the union: but the cholera |
had broken out among them just as |
they were commencing their journey,
and had followed them into the noun
tairs beyond Fort Laramie. Their |
numbers had dwindled day by day;
many died, but many more had turned
back. Then theft overloaded teams
failed them: they had thrown away
the bulk OF their belongings. but still |
their stock gave out; for thousands of
teams had been before them, and |
grass was scarce along the line Of
march. At last. these two abandon
Ing their wagons and taking two of
the best mules remaining to them, set |
out alone for the land OF promise.
At Fort Bridger they had fallen in
with truthful trapper who had told |
them OF a route into Salt Lake by way
Of the Weber, which he had declared |
TO be practicable for mounted men,
he had further drawn them a map OF
the country. whose accuracy was q
source OF constant JOY to the red.whis-
cred man, who had himself written in |
the names Of the mountains and |
rivers.
Jim came from Illinois. All his life |
had been passed on the frontier. |
where there was still the mystery and |
romance OF new lands into which men |
went and from which they sometimes |
with tales OF wonder for sne !
credulous; and Jim. meek and silent |
lad. had cherished chilling fear that |
Inc last Indian would be killed, and |