Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1915-10-23

! PS"Su unead Wiih
'ute mien. II was noon whsa
rose above timber and eu,ass s,
the wide. smooth slopes Of - p
Snow filled the grass here '.s % y
wind. keen. cuttine. unhinde,aa'n s'n
ont Of the desoIate west Win :. z
fury, but the sun cccasiop.n.
through the clouds with viv,s 'As
dor. ut is December now, NV W
Wayland as he put on his slI.ss' seo'e
covered low TO his saddle AZ AT
be January soon" " "
|, I'VE viii make 1t Christina. A,
she laughed. and her glowing nass 'a,a
gor warmed his heart. She ~.
urely her cheerful self again
AS they rose the view becama :.
nilicent, wintry, sparkling. The :
clouds. drifting like ancient ~
heavy with armament, sent dow 'sg "
showers Of hail over the fros,oa =
of the grassy slopes, but wboa X
shadows passed the sunlight do,o..,|
ed In silent cataracts dellciously MI. ,s-
, like. The comics squeaked fran 4
rocky ridges and brace of eaol..
cling about lone crag, MS If arrls.
in their sovereign mastery Of tha
screamed in shrill ecstntic duo n III
sheer cliffs on their shadowed ,ia.,I|
were violently purple. Everywbera M,
landscape exhibited crashing coutrv'
OF primary pigments which BIZ N,
consciousness like the fare Of 4 ma.
tial band.
1t was nearly . o'clock when ths,
began to drop down behind the rOsI,
ridges of the eastern slope, and so'
In the bottom Of a warm and shel,.,l
ed hollow just at timber line Bersl
drew her horse to stand and sllnOaI
from the saddle. ""We'll rest here N
hour" she said, "and cook our grOus
or are you too hungry to wait?'
II can wait" he answered dram,H
cally. "But it seems as If | had uev,,
eaten"
"Well, then, we'll save the grouse an
tomorrow, but I'll make some COFFEE
You bring some water while | start ,
fire."
And so, while the tired horses crop
ped the russet grass, she boiled soma
coffee and laid out some bread and
meat, while he sat by watching heI
and absorbing the beauty of the scene
the charm of the hour. 1T is exactIy
like a warm afternoon in April" /,
said. ''and here are some of the sprinl
flowers"
There now, sit by and eat" sh
said, with humor, and in perfectly re
stored tranquility they ate and drank
with no thought of critics or Of rival,
They were alone, and content to be 81
1t was deliciously sweet and restfu
there in that sunny hollow on th
breast Of the mountain. The win
swept through the worn branches 0
the dwarfed spruce with immemOriS
wistfulness, but these young soul
heard 1t only as a far off song Sid
by side on the soft Alpine clover the
rested and talked, looking away at tn
shining peaks, and down over the dar
green pillows Of tlr beneath then
Half the forest was under their eye
at the moment, and the man said: a
1t not magnificent! 1t makes me prou
Of my country. Just think, all thI
glorious spread Of hill and valley is III
der your fathers direction--I may 81
under your direction, for ! notice b
does just about what you tell him
do"
you've noticed thatT she laughet
IF | were man I'd rather be supeI
visor of this forest than congressman.
80 would l." he agreed. Mash say
you are the supervisor. wonder
your father realizes how efficient 70
are? Does he ever sorrow over you
not being a boy?"
Her eyes shone with mirth. nc
that can notice. He pears col
tented"
you're a good deal like son I
him, | imagine. You can do about a
that a boy can do, anyhow-more tha
I could ever do. Does he realize hO'
much you have to do with the mar
agement OF his forest2 I've never see
your like. | really believe you coul
carry on the work as well as he"
She flushed with pleasure. "fo
seem to think I'm a district forester
disguise"
81 have eyes, Miss Supervisor aux
also ears, which leads me to ask, WI
don't you clean out that saloon gang
Landon is sure there's crooked worl
going on at that mill-certainly tna
open bar is a disgraceful and corrupt
ing thing"
Her face clouded. We've urea =
cut out that saloon, but It cant q
done. You see, it's on a patenie.
claim. The claim was bogus y
course and we've made complaint vu
the matter is hung up and that si'e
'em a chance to go on"
"Well. let's not talk OF that ltsy
delicious an hour for any question y
business. 1t is a moment for poen,
I wish l could write what feel ~.
moment. why don't we camp ns'
and watch the sun so down ana !.
moon rise7 From our lofty vanAs
ground the coming of dawn woulo
an epic"
ave mustn't think OF that, sne W
tested. 1--WE must be going.