The Raymer enterprise. (New Raymer, Weld County, Colo.) 1910-19??, 1919-10-23
KINGS REST
By ELEANOR RAMSAY.

Halt way to Kodney's Tumble II
stood. q ramshackle. lopsided claim
staker's shack. half leaning against
the mountainside. Old King had lived
In II for over 80 years.
Jean drew rein In front of II. She
was dead tired with the long, ride ny
from Castle Crag. The capluiIli nuJ lii
orally fallen In his tracks, as soon ms
they had reached their own cubin. and
Jean had started out to forage. Fresh
water was the greatest need. with
night coming on.
King came out at her hall and
stared at her.
I'm Jean Hartley" she said cor
daily. Captain Hartley's daughter
We're your new neighbors down the
gulch. and We just gol home Fathers
all tired out but I'm hunting spring.
Do you know where there is one?'
Did he? He carried the water for her
clear down to the cabin and they found
the captain. genial and optimistic. ready
to talk his head on over prospects in
Lost Horse Gulch. King nodded his
head.
"rhe COLDS here. and the days got
to dawn when some Of US find It. That's
ALL"
lean used TO recall those words dur
Ing the months thar followed. She
knew the mining game. Hadn't she
been born up In mining camp IS
years before. high 10 the Nevada
mountains? Then the captain had
struck luck and they had gone
east to live. the baby and the slim
young mother. back to the civilization
where they belonged. And after years
Of comfort. and surety the two blows
had fallen almost together. the pass.
Ing OF leans mother and the crash Ut
the captains fortune 10 rash specu-
lution.
But don't you mind. honey girl"
he had said cheerily. "We'll go back
to where It grows 10 the mountains"
Once In while she wondered why
Stanley had never answered her let
ter. breaking their engagement. It
was right. she felt. after the financial
crash, not TO hold him. but she had
thought he might have answered.
One morning old King stopped with
news. His face was aglow with eager
ness.
"Davy's back home" he announced
"Ile's my boy. not BY any blood ties.
but took him when he was little
shaver after his paw died and brought
him up. He's been away to school. min
Ing school, or school Of mines. and he'll
be home tomorrow. You folks'll like
him."
But even that did not prepare Jean
for Davy as he was. She rode early the
next morning over to where the cap
tain was at work, and half way down
the trail she met him-tall, br0wn-eyed,
bare-headed, his shirt open at the
throat. with tame gray squirrel on
one shoulder and dog at his heels.
He had walked down to the main road
he said, to get the mail sack when the
stage went by. And he handed her a
letter from Stanley She opened and
read II after the big. brown-eyed boy
had gone up toward Kings Rest.
when began to miss you and real
lied how lonely you must be felt
like a dog not to have answered your
letter. but II staggered me at the time.
Of course. and ! admired you for your
stand. Now I've Weakened up. Jean, and
by the time you get this I'll be on my
way West. to you. dear. patient.
brave little girl"
Jean stood and smiled thoughtfully.
Dave was the only person who could
make Matatao smile. Her brown,
wrinkled face would crinkle up every
time she saw him, and her slow black
eyes followed his figure lovingly. Once
she came upon them both, standing on
the trail high above the tlmberline al
shutdown on Lookout rock. Dave leaned
toward the girl .longingly. his face
agl0w with love, his lips framing
quick, broken words of pleading. and
Matatao stood like statue watching
until she saw him take Jean 10 his
arms. when she slipped out of sigh
back into the underbrush.
It was night when Stanley came up
to the cabin. He was spent with the
long ride and out of hunor
How are you, captain. and you
Jean? rode down some old Indian
woman on the trail. II was dark and
the horse was stumbling. She's down
there now"
He got no further. Jean was out OF
the door and flying down the trail
She knew every step Of the way even
in the dark. Matatao had dragged her
self out Of the path into the bushes
like o wounded animal.
Me 60 fast" she whispered. ''Tell
Dayey gold-under-Klng's Rest"
AS old King said afterward, II was
just like an Indian to get huInor Out
Of seeing you grub stake for 80 years
after gold. and not know you
had built your shack square over
the vein. Dave and he buried Ma
fatao on Lookout Point, and the day