Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1919-06-13
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mountains Of the range thrust their
OF the sky. AZ far as the eye could
reach jumbled masses OF bectling cliffs
aud cleaning dOmes arose In height
above height like the Inconceiynbly
vast waves of sea. Between these
monsters Of the range lay canyons that
the rays OF sunlight never reached the
bottom Of Aud II was In one of these
secret hiding places of Nature that
there lay veins Of rich. yellow ore of
richness to cause the beholder to
blink his eyes and his heart To give n
great jump when he first contemplated
It.
Such was the secret treasure place
found by Old John Carr, lifetime pros.
pector and miner. I'm the closing days
OF his life, and known TO no living man
hut him. Above the brink Of pre-
cipltous cliff whose walls fell sheer
away into dizzy depths, the fur-capped
head OF a man with long silver beard
slowly arose. Assisting himself NJ by
means Of an alpenstock he cambcred
above the brink and stood upon It's
edge. tall and straight rugged spccl.
men of the fearless tribe that ever
has forced Its way into the most Sc
cret places Of nature.
For full minute he stood stra ght
and sharp cut as n statue outlined
against the sky as he ran his eyes
slowly over the wide spreading pano-
ramn that lny before him. The country
was without habitation. not even the
smoke Of a distant fire being visible,
except In one place. This came from n
valley In which there stood n substan-
tial log cabin with huge stone
chimney Mt one end.
This cabin nestled far below and
not great ways from the crest of the
big ridge, or summit OF the peak.
Close by were sheds and stables for
horses. n corral adjoining them. John
Carr. pioneer In this wilderness. was
paying them a silent farewell.
The sun climbing the eastern sky
bathed him in food of golden light.
He took his alpenstock and thrust u
firmly into the rocks so that It stood
upright. then fastened his red bandann
handkerchief to It after the manner
Of 6ng. Next taking from the breast
pocket Of fur bordered mackinaw n
letter. he fastened 1t to the base Of
the staff. As the alpenstock now stood
with the red cloth waving from It's
top In the mountain breeze. II was an
object which could be seen for long
distance. Once more he turned his
face to the scene below.
From mt OF the corral an Indian
came stroIling and passed into the
house. while the rough hand of the old
miner for an instant swept itself across
his face.
"There never was better Iniun
than Rainface." he murmured. Then
turning suddenly he leaped straight
out into the air and downward beyond
the ridge. Thus It was that John
Carr departed from the scene which
had known him for so many years
Within the cabin far below Rainface
was putting logs upon the fire.
From an adjoining room where they
had Just finished their breakfast John
Davis and Ethel Carr emerged. The
man was tall and powerfully built,
dressed In winter outing costume.
while the girl wore Indian leggings and
short homemade jacket trimmed
with fur. The adopted daughter Of
John Carr, Ethel had been brought mp
L.. e..l al,
trolled as the creatures of the ravines
themselves. Her hair falling down her
back. was plated. Indian fashion. and
fastened with bow. Although she
was Is years Of age. in her youthful
dress she looked far younger.
ut Is hard to learn to eat like one
OF your ladies of the cities, where they
think they are so nice" she protested
with n little pOut. you are always
scoldlng me because | don't use II fork
when spoon or knife is so much more
convenient. | wish you would let me
eat the way want to-" John smiled.
You will get used To II soon enough.
Aud remember that you soon have got
To take your place among the other
ladies' Of the world" From the kitchen
came the generously prOportioned fig
urc OF Bridget Wegnn. middle aged.
cheerful Of face. motherly. Reprunch-
fully she turned upon Davis.
"Oh, lave the poor habby alone,
Mister Davis Sure what matter does
II make II one uses spade or hoe So
long as the ditch is dug. And II body
gets the vittleS into ones mouth, small
matter how they get them there. It's
little thing To worry about, is 1t not,
Ranracc.' The Indian grunted,
FINGERS plenty good enough for
me-" he returned solemnly
SIN smiling Davis took down a pair
Of snowshocs from the wall while The
girl followed his example. Drawing
on his gloves he turned upon his com
panionS.
anyway Wen have our last day ON
the SNOW. Where do you suppose TN
Gle John is, RainNcef' The one adj
dressed shook his head
me not know. But when master
20 AWAY with tho sim sometime he