T H E TORCH OF REASON, S IL V E R T O N , OREGON, T H U R SD A Y , F E B R IA R Y 25, 1W»7.
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OLODEN THRONE
[ a ROMANCE I, y sami
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“X, this so?” aaid Morton to him,
th e ,- p le .n le n i tops of the in,m easurably g re a te rth a n He so,- Uind(y
All .h a t .he P - r ‘•h.ld
lin t..:n9. cion,Is tossed and row! And from th eir bosom hop- could do was to sol, an d shake his
ri(.h .,.ldeil 8|,i p s i n th e sp rin g s flam in g forth. My h e a rt is heaiL
re v e lie u
hr
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W e c a n ’t
1 - 1 T*
It
“ H urry up, M ort *n.
not * dead.
It i~.*»^
leap s 'o
to «ntinn
•Kdnni
.1 try
a _„ o... ;.,.,,so
would
th e future. it feels tic 1 delay. I t ’s rig h t.-’
“ But I m ust know more ol this.
creative force.
I will not be
»
I am not satisfied.”
crushed. I will acco m p lish ,
“ Satisfied!
Look in M addox’s
He d ran k in, as .1 iron, a goblet.
o f the ju b ilan t an d sparkling scene cabin,
....... you’ll see him dead; . and we
a b o u t him . Slowly, he de.-eended, f „.ml t . i s boy fleeing away on bis
and walked along the now d ark lin g horse.”
valley with buoyant steps. He
«1 d id n 't do it,” broke forth
neared the camp, and saw some of pete at length, with shrieking
its whitew ash 'd shanties gleam ing voice. “Oh, save uie, save m e. i
r , 1: o u r t I ' . p I r P P S
11H l i o i s e
n n o c e n t ! ’
faintly o am
ong the trees. I The
noise a a 111
m i innocent!”
of a tu m u lt greeted his ears, and
“ The hoy says he is innocent. I
then a strange, wild, despairing, will not have him hung w ithout a
heart-ren'h*riugcry for “ Help! h»*lp! trial. I here’s a chance he didn t
help!” W ith the swiftness of a d o it.”
iger, he leaped into the camp.
“ T h a t’s all ho-h,” said Big Dick.
l»is being, seeking out of the beauty
C hapter V II.
He did it. Nobody d >uhts it, and
&nd |Iiaic9( o{ n atu re the secret of
It was a not unusual and yet a by G„d we’ll hang him here am i
(ol. ' llleIe is such a
terrific scene th a t met h s view, now.”
|)(irn a g a i|,„ jn
“ Not with my consent,” said
|d |l alld
9enSe , - n o t b y the They were on the po’n t of lynching
(.hhiati()n9
n!en, hut by the tittle Pete. The noose was already Morton. “ I protest. Is there no
¡nfl,|x ,,f n a „ lre |,MW]f about his neck, and the rope, one to side w ith me?”
No answer was made. The pop-
linle9W|,t.„ „ new purpose thrown over a limb. The faces of
arjs(>g ¡n
90U|, when <dd |,a l,its the men w *re full of grim «k term ina- u lar opinion was ag ain st little Pete,
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|it a r„ fll|llg (>ff liUe an „1,1 tion. T here did not seem a p arti- and no one cared to brave it. 1 he
t(} cle of sym pathy for the struggling proof against him was so over­
t)
n jver9„ e; ,b e r t o lw crushed or culprit. Those who were not a«*- whelm ing th a t it seemed useless,
“ We’d better hang him ,” said
[|nd vaa(er tively engaged in the affair looked
and a (,.,.9h g rowtl, carelessly on, as if it were all rig h t; Deacon Gooch, as solem nly as if ho
cavities tilled with indelible paint, j
M(>1 .(o|l wa8 ¡„ o„e(>f the9e for lynching in th a t wild country were in prayer-m eeting. “ I t will
A mile lu rtb e ris lbroi.e Room. (ra[,9cendel)t m om ents. The fierce was regarded as the only form of save all fu rth e r trouble. I believe
T his magnificent indenta ton .
ba | fl
chl>9 justice, and people accepted it as in lie’s an im p, and there’s no chance
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If , there «vitro
about two hundred feet
world
m unities /I...,.
they of <• converting
him . If
were,
leet fr\‘m
from lhe
the i , y he'
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. . . coubl
re b u ilt not be rebuilt. more civilized
ground in the side of a basaltic wall
nnlpt be someth in g new, o r< accept the m andate of a court. I ’d reprieve him a day or two, in
„v enerally,
H v u -n j, lynching
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five
feet
high. W hat
more
resorted to order
th a t he m ight go
go to glory.
live hundred
h u n d re d feet
„ reek. f , „ mn
„ „ i- J t be
b„ m
ore I G
g rand reception hull, of winch no
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,rugtri
tlia „ onlv when the crim e is beyond But lie’s a child of the devil, and so
doubt;
in this case *v
it was
king can boast. Its beauties and
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f r , * <
<>r
sin k
u
o u iji , and m
»»— well x f say, pull the rope. - - I never could
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t « before,
>r sink.
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/xrt 1 1 1 the
L „ l.lltlo
T t c ’ a 11 a
grandeurs are indescribable.
In .
“ O M udeline” h.-crlcd, ‘how iny undi-rsloud th a t P c '“ wus /»II
guilty,
bible. T H
nearly tbe centre of tbu canon 18
h(,ave;, a n d ’to . 8e9 b,.f„re me like and richly deserved his fate.
bad one, I know.”
Conscience Pass.
H ere, w al.s of
i ewlide rin r s - i
in f m e v child- In o rd in ary circum stances, M or-. “ Oh, yes. I suppose you d like
rock tower six hundred feet high, <l
as if to’» m ight have done
nothing, to hang everybody th at d id n ’t be-
and approach so closely together J” ‘
^ ( |n j \\p r l t ^gl„ries accustomed as he was to these ex- li-ve your bible,” said Morton.
th a t there is barely room for the ' , lv " '•> ‘
W hat hibitions of a rude justice, and be- ‘‘T lnit’s worse th an m urder in your
brook and the narrow path beside ? ' ,at J” -'*
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*£:„uld I Heving th a t they were the o n ly ey ea. I begin to have some faith
it.
From hence toward the west, ut ' ’ i j .| • 9 w „ • t Mr/wt in m eans hv which any kind of order jn tne boy, seeing th a t he w ouldn’t
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nave tielnecl tnisr '» <is i loruuu «»>
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the canon widens and ahoum ls with
I n„t have chosen le tte r, could he preserved. Pete was such read your rapine an d m urder
noble scenery.
In the sum m er, its
l r ked th e flower <>f a beauti- a strange sort of a waif,so unsociable
“ Oh, dam n the, bible! said Big
declivities are clothed w iih verdure ,,n< P l” ’ ’
owe
and shy and secret in his ways, pick. “ I w ouldn't read it myself
Close by Golden Throne is a
vast canon of a wild, P“
u . ten _ n,,!’'S
form ation.
it is about
in length and through it flows a
lim pid stream . At the very m outh
of th e e a n in is w b a tis e a lle .lt.leliu r-
ied t'a slle. Il seems like:,,, immense
and lime-worn building, almost
subm erged in dust and accum, dated
rubbish. The towers, battlem ents,
an d roofs, rising one above another,
have a strangely real appearance.
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As the canon narrow s, on the left is
a dome, a mass of rocks, oval as t ic
sum m it, which rises hundrei s <•
1 I flier
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feet into the air. H al. a mile fui
t
,,n is “ Who Knows,” a huge , ‘
having th e outlines of a nunian
face, with a very prom inent ami
well sin,pen nose. It s'a n d s close
to the ancient trail.
N ear by are
In d ian hieroglyphics ¿m the sole of
a perpendicular wall, seventy-five
feet from the g ro u m .
n si
symbols have been here for so long
a tim e th a t the Indians in h ab it,, g
the country can give noexp an atio n
of them , save that they in a » a y s
been then-.” The rock seems to
have been chiselled into, and the
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in,m easurable blue beyond.
The
• long
***“ stretch of canon seemed . . filled
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with a thousand hue-. The forests
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t a9 ¡fwi,h the jewelled
.„„nareh. T hestones
(
, hl. fl0W,.r9 an d the
y .rd lm .
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and ,,n(.ie„ t forms
„ ’h u m an in th eir a -p ic l,
kp «|Mlrkling presences in
. .
fire th a t bathed them ,
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a glittering,
inspiring,
It
,
e
powerful scene, tilling the s<»ul as if
o|.
g()(K
M orto|| walked , (> a n <l fro with
^ . {t strides, gathering together the
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xJ m
Illi/rltHf
*1 1 « * 7* A
I 1 PS of
i)f
tum ultuous
and
ighty I energies
an d flowers, and its pines are in
th e ir utm ost vigor.
M orton wandered to this savage
an d m agnificent «¡Kit. He desired
8 »litude and th e m o-t awful and
terrible
soul
t-n-ihle forms
forms of
„1f nature.
nature. H
H is
,s soul
,i 'f iie floWer is mne withered
a tt‘
lt
D jn'chain'eabiein
<<«“ •
H P '•
njjSe r a n d
h
t y ^ m a v knock
but we
ruin.
e m a\
n<
can m ' vci open
c IOO,H
° ,ted) ‘
1 are k t i lrre
d and l(„
« was
„ tossing like
h k e a an
n ocean.
H is |
crief, his remorse, were trem endous. *
that one m ight assum e alm ost any
wickedness concerning him.
He
^id not b“get confidence by his
w aysof living.
t jine> however, M orton
¿ashed
dashed in,
in, and
anil seized
«■¡z-d the
tin little
B ut to business. 1 his hoy m ust be
hung; and I propose to see it done
a t once. H and me the rope there.”
A dozen hands flung him the
rope, and he began to m ake a
noo.«e. M orton looked at this crowd
0 , how hal.d
cu. the rope.
rope,
b.„-il fellow and cut
of excited men. 1 hey were bent
“ W h a t’s this for?” he crie
ried
upon t h u r purpose. T here was
H e flu n g h im s e lf u p o n th e g ro u n d , it is th a t we c a n n o t go a k , a n d ,
ftU rjg h t) p a rd , 9, lid Big
apparently no chance to save the
He groaned aloud,' and in the through th e w inding p ath of you h. Dick. , “ H
,g a a hor9e.
tllk f a and
n a „ a
H e’s
horse-thief
hoy; and in his h eart M orton ac­
depths of the dark canon he uttered n m -dy our nnsnikes. Alas th at n|Urd,.rer) 9O ju9t hatld me t |,e r „pe, knowledged th a t the proof W’as al­
a cry like th a t of a wild beast in t |,ey ,,,u 1 ever b ‘. <)ncc done, and pp fix it ag ain .
I a i n 8 >rry
most positive enough to justify
agony. He sank exausled upon a n e te r to In uni m e , w n t l i t t ar
interfered.
I t ’s a waste ol lynching. Even if the boy had a
h ard couch of rocks, and seemed f-d retribution rolls on. \\ l.y are
„
trial, he would probably he con­
f„r
a
tim
e
insensible.
It
was
the
we
m
ade
living,
«•.uiseious
beings
o
How
do
you
know’
th
a
t
he
is
a
f o ra tim e insensible. It was the wu-„i—v y
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victed, and then th ere would lie no
fearful struggle of a pierced and ™ ffer so mini, as.irably . U by do ,,or9e. thie( and a m urderer?”
escape. L ittle Pete elung to him ,
quivering hum an sp irit, try in g to we not forget? Perhaps we shall,
u We caught him on the horse; — r -
regain its hold on life and purpose, so m etim e. Ah, do not wish lo; 8nd the old m an M addox is dead
Hke
S c rie d ;-
He felt at tim es as if he were growing for, if we forg-t the ev, we must a9 „ s m e lt.- h is th ro at cut, and a I
m p, j am „ „ t g u iltv .
i i were the feelings ill «isom
ho forest
is }»5^
Poor devil, ne
>
insane, so i horrible
rg the g
, ihiu tn^Eoou
s
nis money
money u°ne.
g •
t|(em
h
nie Ojb
,h a t crept over tarn. Only by sheer to sw eet ever to be forgotten.
Let e x a c te d to s ta rt for the b ates n e x
r
effort of the will did be at last arouse me keep th e evil, if, » u h the
evil, week. He had a nice little pile of ... ....... .
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H e cllme
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.na( thv9W eelne99. I cannot forget tbe a dozer, or so strong voices.
an d sat am id Its .
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,,,¡.¡1 1 ^ joy th a t 1 once had. I
L ittle Pete was trem bling in the
illg wonders, like a ,h» w n d and
K J
MorU)n H e wa99peechless
l„n lv king, lh c fetting sun was
b
, f ... a
floo tog the canon with delicious sionate clasp of hand and touch of with terror.
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'‘even with my life. \ ou s a
have a fair tria l.
The child sank at his feet and
lav alm ost motionless.
Big Dick
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