lA Dead Past
1
By MRS. LOVETT CAMERON
CHAPTER VIII. (Contlnued.1
Tho next week passed away sloly,
each day seemed to bo double Its own
length. Kitten neither ate, sior slept,
nor spoke. ,Sho lived in a sort of dull
dream, nnd did what she was told. Brian
Desmond went and came, backward niid
forward, from town to cottago. The
funeral was to bo In London, tho great
naturalist was to bo buriod in Westmin
ster Abbey. Tho nation wished It to be
so,' and Kitten, when she was asked,
made no objection.
Sho never oven expressed a wish to
go up to London to gaze onco again
upon tho dead face of her ather. Brian
marveled at this, for to most women
"last looks," 'last days," a "last fare
well" are things which have a morbid
fascination; but Kitten was above and
beyond all this. Her father's face as
. she had last seen It in life, full of eager
thought and bright with tho intellect
of his great mind, was a sufficient mem
ory to her. She did not wish to efface
that pleasant image Jn her mind by any
more painful vision of him.
"If I could get him back," she said to
Brian, "I would walk barefoot from here
nil the way up to London to seo him;
but what is tho good of my going to Bee
what would not be my Daddy at all, but
only a sad shadow of what I have lostl"
So she stayed at home by herself all
day, In tho cottage with its white drawn
blinds, whilo tho choristers were sing
ing solemn requiems in Westminster
Abbey over the dead man whose funeral
hundreds of great men came from milc3
away to attend.
Outside, the July sun came hotly down
In tho cottage garden, tho bee3 mur
mured drowsily as they buried them-
selves in tho brown bosoms of the sun
flowers. Tho dog lay stretched asleep
In tho sun on the stone steps, the cat,
curled up on the kitchen window sill,
purred contentedly to herself; there
wero gossamer threads spun across the
lawn and the flutter of winged creatures
through the bushes and among the trees.
Kitten peeped out from behind the
blind3, the deathlike stillness of the
house oppressed her; presently she stole
out In -her new crape into the garden,
breathing more freely and naturally when
eh was under heaven's own blue once
more. Her heavy, sable skirts brushed
behind her across the grass as she walk
ed sho had nothing on her head, the
sunshine came down upon her yellow
hair and lit up the small, childish face
that looked all the younger and wurter
for the deep black of her garments.
Kezioh saw her go with a groan. "She
might have waited for an hour," said the
old woman to herself, with indignation,
"then the ceremony would have been
over and I could have drawn up the
blinds all over the house. It's hardly
decent for her to go out now, and there
she goes with her new crape a-sweeping
all across the grass and gravel, with
never a thought in her to pick it up out
of the dust! But she always was an ex
travagant lass, with no thought to take
car of her things."
CHAPTER DC
Desmond was beginning to be consid
erably exercised in his mind. The prob
lem concerning the fate of his ward
seemed more insoluble than ever. It -was
now nearly a fortnight since Professor
Laybourne's funeral, and he had been
able to come to no conclusion whatever,
as yet, about his daughter. He had gone
down a great many times to the White
Cottage, staying there, generally, not
longer than twenty-four hours and then
returning to London to look after her
temporal Interest. Everything was now
fairly in order., Kitten was not let a
pauper; when all came to be settled It
was found that her fortune amounted to
about nine thousand pounds, which was
left In trust to herself until she was
twenty-one, or until she married, when
It reverted entirely to herself.
In these days, when he came down to
the cottage, he was very pre-occupled
nnd very silent. There was a hush In
the empty rooms, a perpetual gloom in
the unllttered chamber where sc lately
the naturalist's books and papers and
Instruments were 6trewn about And
Kitten herself was silent. She moved
about the house like a little whit wraith,
with dark circles about her blue eyes
and a piteous droop of the rosy, childish
mouth. But, little by little, as the days
wore on, her youth began to reassert it
self. It was on the occasion of one of his
brief, although frequent visits, that soon
after his arrival at the White Cottage
a letter was brought to him. He opened
It and with some surprise read these
words:
"Dear Sir As an old friend of the
late Mr. Laybourne's, I venture to write
to you to ask you to come and call upon
me, in order that we may consult a little
concerning the future of his daughter,
In whom I take a sincere Interest. As
a woman of a certain age and of some
experience in life. I trust you will not
think I anr presumptuous in this offering
to give you my counsel the poor child's
1 condition seems to me at present to be
somewhat melancholy. Perhaps If we
were to talk it over together we might
be able to arrive at some conclusion con
cerning her. Will you come and see me
at Frlerly Hall at 11 o'clock to-morrow
morning? Perhaps It would be as well
. not to mention to your ward that I have
written to you. Yours faithfully,
"MARGARET GRANTLEY."
A man who Is driven to his ywhis end
by perplexity will, liko a drowning one,
catch at any straw that is llkcfy to
aid him In his need. Brian wrote briefly
back by the messenger that he would
wait upon Miss Grantley at the appoint
ed hour, ,
Frlerly Hall, as be approached Jt In
the morning sunshine, looked bright
enough to please, any man's taso-tho
venerable red-brick building slept
warmly In tho golden light, a belt of
thick wood formed a dark, dreamy back
ground to Its pointed gables and quaint
twisted chimneys.
"You wllhnot send tier to school,
then?'' Mis Grautley "Wed, her face
HtUe beat forward and faer ulet hands
crossed upon her handsome brocaded
gown. Thero Is a kindly smile upon her
lips. Brian thinks she is a sweet, moth
erly woman, moved by a real Interest for
Kitten's welfare.
"No; I do not think I can do that,
Miss Grantley. I do not think my poor
friend, her father, would have wished
It; besides, Kitten Is both, too old and
too young for a fashionable boarding
school. Sho would bo anhappy, and It
would spoil her; she Is so young and
fresh, and original."
"What can they see In that Ignorant,
ill-brought up child?" thought Margaret
Impatiently, but aloud she murmured:
"No doubt no doubtl But then, since
you say tho relativo you wroto to Is un
able to glvo her a home, what do you
propose to do?"
"I have no plans. I am going abroad.
I suppose I shall take her with me."
"Alone I My dear Mr. Desmond, for
glvo me for saying It, but It Is Impossi
ble that you can travel abroad with Miss
Laybourne not by herself." "
"Would sho want a maid, do you
'mean?"
"A maid that would go for nothing,
a staid middle-aged governess or com
panion, perhaps."
"Good heavens!" exclaimed Brian,
"what a terrible suggestion! You could
not expect me to travel with a governess,
Miss Grantley."
"You cannot travel with that girl
alone, Mr. Desmond," persisted Margar
et firmly; "she is too young and too
pretty."
"I never thought of that;" ho loaned
back in his chair and looked both per
plexed and annoyed.
Margaret looked down at her-lap and
smoothed out the folds of her brocade
with thin white fingers, a little smile
stole Into her quiet, even-colored face.
"There is ono idea, but perhaps It has
not occurred to you; perhaps I ought not
to mention it"
"Nay, pray do; I shall bo thankful In
deed for any suggestion."
For half a minute or so she was silent,
still ' looking down at the silk she was
smoothing out; her fingers shook a little
too and her heart beat. Margaret Grant
ley, was actualy nervous.
"Why don't you marry Kitten Lay
bourne?" He was silent for very amazement. He
could only sit still 'and stare at her for
a few moments; he was absolutely
speechless. Then he got up and slowly
paced once up and down the room.
"I hope you are not angry with me,
Mr. Desmond?" said Miss Grantley
softly.
"Angry! my dear Miss Grantley oh,
no, certainly not but but I confess
such an idea has never occurred to me
before and and it has taken my breath
away," and he laughed a little.
"There would be nothing wonderful In
it, you know," she continued, encour
aged because he did not seem to be an
noyed; "she is very young, but then you
would have the pleasure of forming and
training her, and she is pretty, and the
daughter of your old friend, and she hab
a little money, and altogether oh, no, It
would not be unsuitable at all."
"I think," said Desmond, slowly, "that
if you will forgive me, I will go away
now. I think I should like to think it
over a little by myself. You have been
very kind and very straightforward with
me, Miss Grantley, and I am deeply
grateful to yof." And then he took his
leave of her.
"He will do it," said Margaret to her
self, as she watched his tall figure walk
quickly away down the lime-tree ave
nue. "Ho had never thought of it be
fore, but now he -will do it, and I shall
get rid of that danger for Roy!"
As to Brian, he was walking away to
ward the White Cottage with a very
storm of confusion at his heart.
"Why not? why not?" he said over
and over again to himself, and he re
called the golden summer week of his
first visit to the Cottage, where he had
wandered loverlike with her through
the fields, when he had told himself
that if he choose he could wako the love
light in the grave 'child eyes. "I could
make her love me!" he said to himself
now, with a certain exultation.
And then across the waste of years
that lay between, there came back the
faint echo of words which long ago be
himself had spoken. "I will never mar
ry," he had said once, and once more
there camo back to him the glow of an
swering Joy in those dark passionate eyes
that he had once loved so well.
He dashed away the memory with a
frown. "AH that Is over, why should
I condemn myself to eternal solicitude
for tho sake of a past that has faded?
And all these years six whole years
nnd never a line! Heaven only knows if
she is even alive. One can love but once
like that In a lifetime, but why should
I not make the best of . what is left to
me? Oh, my Rosamond! never mine!"
he sighed, but the sigh ended In a smile,
for he caught sight of Kitten looking
out for blm by the garden gate.
CHAPTER X.
The days slipped away, and still Des
mnnH unA nnthlncr to his ward. Perhaps
ho dreaded and deferred tho moment
which waB to commit him forever to a
course of action from which his heart
rannWaA PorllfinH lift OnlV Waited With
the faint and forlorn hopo that somethlug
would happen to decide uis into ior mm.
And then ono day, Kitten herself; with
her own unconscious words, cast the die
of her own future.
Ho found her in her favorlto seat, be
tween tho gnarled arms of tho cherry
tree. Tho small black-robed figure sat
colled up Just above tho level of his bead.
Her hat had fallen to tho ground, her
favorite poet was upon her knee, her
gold-crowned head was drooped, her
o.nnii whitn hands clasDed UDon the
edge of the open page she studied. She
was intensely still a son oi warm si
lence, the soundless calm of ,an August
.ftamnnn mirroundcd her. An Insect
hummed swiftly by, a leaf stirred upon
the ti tbove tier, or a distant Dim uc
i taint and tremulous note, but
Kltteu herself was as absolutely aotloa-
' less as though sho had no life In her.
lie came up quite closo to her and spoke
her name,
"Klttenl" ho was certain that sho had
been quito uunwaro of his near presence,
and yet sho did not start nor move. Only
her eyes Hashed up suddenly from her
book, and fixed themselves gravely upon
las face. "Strango self-contained child l"
ho said to himself, "who could fathom
her nature, or understand tho hidden
workings of her mind!" "Kitten, your
eyes remind mo of those of tho Holy '
Child In Raphaels plcturo nt Dresden,"
(ho said, speaking his thoughts aloud;
"they aro inscrutable full of strange
dreams and forebodings. What aro you
thlukiug about?"
"I was thinking about Happiness," sho
answered gravely.
"Happiness! Happlnessl" ho repeated,
"who can tell what It consists In? Your
dear poet could not tell," ho said, tap
ping tho edgo of hor book lightly with
his finger.
"No," sho said reflectively. "Ho did
not know, neither did Solomon, nor any
other wlso man or old. I havo heard
my Daddy say that not one of the sages
or philosophers could deflno It."
"And yet Kitten Laybourno thinks sho
wll ltry and solvo tho mystery," he said
lightly.
"I don't think you really care to
know." she said reproachfully, turning
hor face a llttlo away from him.
"Do I not? Try mo then I promlso
not to laugh at you, and what la more,
If your notions of happiness are to bo
gratified by mortal man, I will endeavor
to supply the coveted article."
"Will you? Will you really?" sho
cried eagerly, and a bright color leaped
ud all over hor fair, small face. "Ah!
and you can you only can now that
my dear Daddy Is gono it is you only
who can prevent mo from being Unhnp
Dy." "My dear llttlo girl, what is It that I
can do for you? Why did you not tell
mn before? You know that it is my duty
as well as my pleasure to make you
happy."
Ho was touched by her simple eager
ness touchod and remorseful, too, In
that in somo way he must have failed
already In his trust toward her.
"Why do you go away then?" she an
swered him quickly, lifting her pure,
gravo eye3 up to his. "Aro you not my
guardian, as if you wero my father? Am
I not your ward your child? Does a
fattier leave his child? And you go
away so often, so often; and when you
are gone It is liko death I Stay with me
always, always; let mo bo with you,
and then I shall have happiness. I know
of no other to wish for."
A moment or two of intense silence.
He looks away from her face over the
lush green of tho garden a bee, heavy
laden, boomed noisily by; tho faint cry
of a child far away in tho village broke
tho stillness. Years afterward he could
hear these sounds again, and the wild
storm that raged at his own heart. And
then n spoke, a little unsteadily and un
certainly: "Come down from that tree, Kitten;
how can I talk to you up there? Here,
put your little foot Into my hand, so,
and give me that hatelul book and jump
down."
She obeyed him, springing lightly to
the ground as he told her, and as sho
did so. the passion of the man's nature
flashed into life within him he caught
the light figure In his arms; the soft
gold of her hair lay upon his arm; her
sweet face rested against his breast, and
he held her close upon his heart. The
sweet rapture of her presence filled him
with a mad sense of joy and delight; ho
bent his face to press his lips upon hers,
but with a sudden effort put her away
from him again In ery manliness ho
could not abuse her sweet Innocence and
childish purity.
"Child." he said, "there Is but ono
way In which you can bo always with
me. The world Is cold and hard and
cruel, and In no other manner will It
acree to leave us In pbuce together my
Kitten., my fairy, sweei enlld-woman, you
must be my own my wife. Do you un
derstand me. Kitten?"
(To bo continued.)
LASt OF THE RUSSIAN AUTOCRATS.
JOHN BKVIKlt.
Czar Nicholas, who has signed away U s despotic powers, and tho Czar
witch, who is destined to rule over free Russia a limited monarchy.
Russia nt last Is free. NlcholuH, Emperor of Russia, 1ms signed the dentil
wnrrnnt of the Romnuoffa. He gave the emplro Its civil liberty In tho hope
of bringing to nn end tho revolution spending through nil his provinces. Ho
ha3 proclnlmed freedom of tho ballot for nil. Ho promised that tho now
I'niilnment should bo supremo In Its legislative capacity nnd that the govern
ment would not Interfere cither with it or with tho elections. Ho declared
religious liberty throughout Russln, nbsolute freedom of the press, the right
of meeting nnd the protection of the courts to tho humblest person within
hlr domnln. Tho newspnpers may say what they will, cither of tho Emperor
or those who mnke up his council. No order of tho government Hhnll go into
effect abridging the liberty of tho people, except with tho concurrence of tho
Pnrllnment Mint is to be created. Tho net of Nicholas mny snvo his own
life nnd continue his term ns n sovereign, but In St. Petersburg It Is recog
nized to be n confession by the Cznr nnd tho members of his bureaucracy
Mint despotism In tho empire ls'nt nn end. Hcrcnfter tho people nro to rule.
kittle kejon?
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led tnnn nnd boy in the nUT
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viuou ui mo war ot uio revolution, i
wnB ronlly the founder of TeooM,
tlmf 111. rMlltrwl TJV.ml.H
...... ..w ui . iiumiui iic waii
flrst governor 0f tho new State uf
tho onth of ofllco on Mnrch 1, i
Out of n wild country ho modeled
Kovernment. This western ..
boenmo tho hotbed for coplrtJ
nnu reoeutons or every kind agiW
tho government of the TTnitrwi o..J
Intrigues between the magei ,1
mo uritlsli wero In constant prorn
That nono of them wero ucct
wns duo to tho vigilance and
ruptlblo patriotism of Sevier,
EQUESTRIAN STATUE OF PETER
THE GREAT IN ST. PETERSIli
CROWE A DARING BANDIT.
PAT CH0WE
Square.
"Do you remember Mint flvo I bor
rowed last year, old man?"
"I certainly do. Going to pay It?"
"No, I want you to glvo me a re
ceipt to show that we're square."
"But we're not squnre."
"Beg pardon, old man, but we must
be. Didn't you tell Smith tbat it wns
worth that much to And out tho kind
of a, man I am?" Detroit Tribune.
.Natural Thought.
"This milk la warm, mamma," said
tho city boy, tasUng milk In Uie coun
try for Mio flrst time,
-"yes, my son," replied Mio.pnrent;
"I suppose It Is Just fresh from tho
cow."
"O, I Miought they'd made n mistake
and put hot wnter Instead of cold In
it!'V-Yonkers Statesman.
Kidnaper of "Eddie" Ctidnhy Captured
After Five l'eara' Search.
After Ave years' search by the police
In every section of the United Stntcs
Pnt Crowe, kldnnper mid trnln robber
nnd one of the most
during crlmlnnls in
the land, wns plnced
under n r r o st nt
Butte, Mont. Crowe
hnd been n fugltlvo
from Justice since
the kidnaping In
December, 11KX), of
"Eddie" Cud any,
sou of the million
nire pucker, Edward
A. Cuiluhy, Sr., of
Omaha, Neb. The senior Cudahy pnld
$25,000 at the time for tho rclcnso of
his son, and Crowe, nfter the division
of the money with his confederate in
crime, disappeared. Although In the
aggregate $100,000 was offered for his
capture, and notwithstanding that at
Intervals Crowe would show himself in
some largo center of population, tho
police were utterly uunblo to capture
him until he wns taken at Butte.
Immediately after his arrest Crowo
told n highly sensational story relative
to the kidnaping. He says ho was a
successful butcher In South Omnhn
when Edward A. Cudnhy built n pack
ing house there and drove him out of
business. He Mien entered Cudnhy's
employ and becamo acquainted with
tho family. It was young Cudahy him
self, Crowe asserts, who suggested the
kidnaping In order that they might
"work the old mnn" for- some money.
Crowo Indorsed the proposition nnd
selected another mun as an aid. Young
Cudahy, ho claims, wns nover a prls
oner and proposed that Uio father
Those Russian Names.
"They have changed ono of those '
very prominent iiussinn army corps
commanders again."
"What's the new man's name?"
"Go 'long I haven't mastered the
name of his predecessor yet" Cleve
land Plain Dealer.
At the Seashore.
"Being from tho West, Mrs. Brlese,
you have never before heard the boom
ing of the breakers, I suppose?"
"No, but being from tho West, I
have heard tho breaking of tho boom
ersmany a time and oft!" Cleve
land Lender.
Kxperlence Uucovctcd.
"Do you know the sensutlon of be
ing kicked by i mule?"
"No I don't and please don't try
to show mo what It Is'-rCloveland
Leader.
No Room for Doubt.
White Why do you think SmIUi
looks upon marriage as a failure?
Gray I heard him say not long ago
that ho would nover go to tho peni
tentiary for bigamy.
Jlla Last Hope.
Knlcker So Henpekt Is going to
sue for breach of promlso?
Bocker Yes; Mrs. II. onco promised
not to marry him. New York Sub.
.IBSiliilllM
THE "PAT CllOWE" HOUSE,
should bo nsked to pay $50,000 as a
ransom. This amount was cut to $25,
000, and when the lntter sum wns pnld
tho money was divided among Uio
three, young Cudahy getting $0,000 as
his share. Tho kidnaped boy denies
this story absolutely.
Crowo Is a remarkablo clrmlnnl,
Murder, seems to bo tho only crime
that has never been laid against him
and that nppareutly Is not his fault.
At tho very lncoptloi of his career, so
far ns It 1 known publicly, ho shed
human blood. How ninny persons ho
has shot or stabbed no ono but himself
can tell, for ho worked with only him
self for counselor, Like tho notorious
Black Bart of the Sierras, nnd the
moro ancient prototype, Jnck Shop
pard, Pat Crowo seldom had a con
federate, no wantod nil tho spoils,
and trusted no pal.
Crowo went to tho publics chools In
Chicago and acquired an education
that would havo enabled him to mako
n good honest Jiving. Ho was 20 years
old when, after a serle.i of petty thof ts,
bo leaped. Into crlmlua! annals fu a
despernto chnrncter In Mio spring oi
18fM), In Chlcngo. He seized n womnii
nnd proceeded to tear her diamonds
from her. She fought desporntely and
scrciimed. Crowo drew n revolver and
shot her In the arm. Two poll come;,
attracted by the shots and cries, ran
up and ono of Uiem w.n wounded; tho
other overpowered tho young thug. For
Mils crime Crowe wns sentenced to
eight yenrs In tho Jollot penitentiary.
After serving two yearn, however, ho
wns pnrdoncd.
Ills next crime of nolo was tho
snatching of a tray of diamonds from
tho window of a Jewelry store In Den
ver. Ho was arrested, but n saloon
keeper gave ball for him In $2,500, and
Crowo disappeared.
Not long after that, In tho latter
part of 181)3, ho was suspected of Mio
robbery of tho safe of Uio Chicago and
Northwestern Railroad In Deniilnon,
Iowa. He admitted the robbery, but
William A. Pltikerton, who vinltcd him
In his cell, said that Crowo confessed
merely to escape being sent to Denver
for trlnl on tho Jewelry robbery charge.
There was amplo evidence against him
In tho Denver case, but not enough to
convict on tho rnllrond robbery charge.
It was decided to send him to Denver,
tint he saved the olllcers tho boUicr
oy escaping.
In 185M several during train robber
Jen were committed by lilm In the vi
cinity of St. Joseph, Mo., but for n
long time ho was not suspected, so
carefully did ho work.
After the Cudahy kldnnplng Crowo
says that he traveled around Uie world
and fought with the Boors against
England in South Africa.
All Uio Had Ones Hold,
"I want a dozen eggs," said the
young housekeeper, "if you're suro
they're fresh,"
"Oh, positive, ma'am," replied tho
dealer; "wo haven't any other kind
to-dny. You sec, there wns nn 'Uncle
Tom's Cabin' show In tho opera houso,
next door, last night" Philadelphia
Press.
Hope for lilm,
"But," said the lawyer, "your caso
seems hopeless. I don't seo what I
can do for you. You admit that you
bent your wife."
"Yes," replied the defendant, "but
my wife's testimony will discount
Uiat She'd never admit that Bho was
beaten." Philadelphia Press.
Latest Scheme.
Magazlno Publisher Ves; our now
department has about doubled our cir
culation. Casual Visitor What department Is
that?
Magazlno Publisher Our chaperon
department for young Indies on vaca
tion. Loulsvlllo Courier-Journal.
A Qulot TrnnsHotloii.
"George, you know that mamma
said you mustn't disturb those
cookies,"
"Well, didn't I tako my shoos off
just so's I wouldn't disturb 'am,"
Cleveland Plain Dculer.
An Autocrat,
"Public opinion counts for n great
deal," said tho earnest citizen.
"Not In it baseball game," nnswered
tho umpire.
A good many pcoplo aro liko little
birds In a nests Whon you praise
thorn, they lie still with their mouth
wide open for more.
Tho equestrian stutue of l'eter I
Great is the lending monument to I
found in tho RiiHsInn capital.
stands In tho Admiralty square
tween tho Isaac Cathedral and
Neva, toward which the Czar li M
lntr. whllo his right hand points to ti
city which he founded on a Ftatli
swnmo. Falconet, a Frenchman, i
tho statue, but Marie Collet mode'.!
tho head. Tho ninrvelous balance a
mo norso is uue io iu ui,
weighs 10,000 pounds nnd rcsw tx
tho Bornent which the spirited chare
lma trodden under foot at a vmW
tho dinicultlcs which Peter the CrJ
t homo and abroad.
huge mass of granite forming the bij
weighs 1,500 tons and wasquamcm
Lakhta. a village on the Finnish cwj
Ami. mllna frnm Kt. PctertlbUrg.
34 feet high, 20 feet broad and 43 H
In length.
Hunted,
It was a great, wild country, j
Theodore Hoosevcu in dui".
.1... i.nttnms Oinrn were a f
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ally passed by these on our WJ J
along tho edgo of tho snow line. 11
mountains crowucii ciosu
, chain, peak and tauieinnu, .
' .ilghcr ones were wrapped In J
rem Biiruim m nn. - , .j
many deer and fresh slpi of W j
no elk themselves, i
Informed that bauds were to be HWJ
... a... i.i-i. Hmhcr where q
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snows wore, so deep that It woJI
been Impossible to , go u - .
while go.ng : oi i -, he
wconccivnuiy ... h , M
waH open, tho m" i- ,j
of trees. Cottonwood, and 'Jl
nlly dwarfed blrcn or '"";,
.-i i ti.n streams "P
lows, irinKi-i friiprevtW
ow n groves) dghcr up .Tg,
pinons anu a
' tho foothills; spruce c. - m
thero in tho cooler rav nes nd
and high up the mounta i T
oak brush and mw '"' r. wB
wero hard on our clothes ami
times on our bodies.
' Bears and coiignrs .. -
very plentiful throughout . tl w
but during tho last tnn-o . .(
the cougars have grcn J CcJ
I In numbers throughout norwr i
rndo nnd tho iear eltf
also, although not to o rf J
Tho Kreat Kr z.. ; ffTMf
fairly picntmu m-.u - . tb()
a, ... I., mnat 1 InCCS I" i" .1
ed States. There rcmnli P" J
black nnd brown of I
simply Individual color pW
snmo species.
When a man returns -Now
York, amlBayB ltl
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nnu mui v, - -
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jiovob mm, --:..
Ago may tell on a woman, w
Horn telle the waoie u-