Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1934-03-08

Lorry-my poor little girl. Sorry,
honey-so sorry"
He sighed deeply and lurched over
against her his head fell on her shout
der. She set the brake, moved a little
In her seat, put her right arm around
his neck to steady him and with her
left tilted his face upward toward
hers with a look Of love unutterab1e;
racked by ex%cruclating pain, neverthe-
less his high courage was equal to the
effort Of a smile; and then the light
went out of his eyes and his heaving
breast was stilled forever.
For 4 long time she had known that
some day he would leave her thus
suddenly. awkwardly. After I
while her thumb pressed the button In
the center Of the steering wheel and 4
series Of raucous, long-drawn shrieks
came from the motor horn.
The Kershaw pride was In the dust
1t last The last of the Kershaus was
appealing to the last of the enemy
for helpi
For two hundred years the Kers
shavs had not been able, with patient
submission, to tolerate more than Z
modicnm Of civilization The first
progenitor In America arrived with
Lord Baltimore; thereafter each gen
GRAFTON moved 1t least one state far
Their west one might have traced the
hegira of the tribe by its headstoneA.
albeit many \ Kershaw never found =
grave at all. They were hunters. trap
pers, soldiers, and cattlemen.
When Robin Kershaw, at the & of
twenty-five, came home from the Mexi-
can war. he discovered that during his
absence his fathers ranch In northern
Texas had been raided by Comanche
Indians, his family slaughtered and
the cattle stolen or dead In a drought.
Robin Kershaw rode with Fremont
to California and. when gold vas dis
covered. was among the first to stake
a claim In the Sierra foothills. Before
the snow few In the winter OF 'b2, he
had amassed a fortune Of half a mil
lion dollars-and 1t was time to be
moving on.
He was now tw~enty-eight years old
and he could afford to marry and move
on to the solitude the Kershaws called
peace. The land hunger was gnawins
Mt his heart he liked the cattle busi-
ness and he had In him In full measure
the ancient primitive urge for fres
grass and free water. So he married .
Juno who had walked to California be-
side 4 covered wagon In 40 and with
her rode up into northeastern Califor.
mia and cast about for 4 spot where
the Kershaw odyssey should end.
On = day In the year Of 1853 he
drove his three pack mules U Of the
timber on to 4 bald spot on the crest
OF what IL now known ~ the Goose
Nest range, and saw three thousand
feet below him the land OF his hearts
desire.
~"Lovely-and lonely" the girl beside
him murmured, and she spurred her
horse In beside him and slipped her
soft hand into his, so rough and cal
loused. Thus they looked Upon their
heritage.
1t vas 4 wild elliptical valley into
which he gaxed; Kershaw estimated 1t
should contain nearly one hundred
thousand acres. 1t was, In reality, a
vast mountain meadow. mo trouble to
winter cattle there. He could cut suf-
ncient wild hay to insure bringing
them out In the spring strong and fat.
A large stream meandered down the
approximate center Of the valley.
After a long, searching. wistful con-
temptation OF the scene below him
Robin Kershaw said: Wen call 1t
Eden Valley"
The two youthful pioneers slid down
through the talus and pine needles at
last into the beginnings OF Eden Val
ley--a canyon about a quarter of a
mile wide and four miles long.