A MORNING THOUGHT.
"What if some morning, when the atarawere
paling.
&Ad the dawn whitmind. ahil I be rant was
clear.
Strange peace and ret lull on me from the
presence
Of a benignant spirit stamliuic near:
-Awl 1 should tell hliu. as he stood braide mis.
This is aur tutrtli mil Trtandlv earth, anil j
fair: - !
Paliy its sea and shore through sun and sha- '
dow !
Faithful it turns, robed in its azure air. j
There is blust living bere, loving and servinu. j
And quest of truth and serene frieiiilKhii i
dear:
nt stay not. Splritl Earth tins onedestroyer
. Hia nanie is Death: nee. lest be find thee
here!"
Jand what if then, while the still morning
brightened. .
And freshened In the elm the Summer's
breath. 'I
Should gravely smile oh me the gentle angel. ,
And take my bund and say. "My name it- j
Death."
Edward Rowland Sill in Chicago Lrraphits.
BIG BILL
Back of Lmramie. Wy.. there is a
range of hills that would be called
mountains anywhere else. Here yon
Cn find deep gorges, ravines and valleys
Some twenty miles above the city there
is a road that winds up and up into the
lulls, over acres of barren rock, and theu
descends down into a beautiful valley
where grass is growing luxuriantly, and
jibeep and antelope are grazing. Follow
the road by a miniature lake, and by and
ty it will lead you aronnd the base of a
tall mountain, and there you will find a
little log cabin beside a willow lined
stream, and you will see there a large
sheep corral.
I was ionnging on the ground a few
years ago in front of the little cabin
smoking peacefully, and listening to the
'wind sighing through the willows and
pides, the bleating of the sheep in the
corral and the howl of the coyote np in
the hills.
"As far as 1 know. Big Bill and me
'were the first white men who herded
sheep np here in the bills," said the oc
cupant of the cabin, as he eat in the
doorway with his pipe in his mouth.
"We came op here from the ' home
ranch down on the Laramie river and
built this cabin and . the corrals in "77
We had about 5,000 sheep to look after
-with the dogs to help us, and it ' was
jretty hard, work, for then the hills were
fall of mountain lions, and they din't
. know the difference between the sheep
and the antelope, but we got along aJL
right. As the old man sent some of the
sheep down on the plains and others to
Ah home ranch,. Bill and me didn't have
anything to do, so we went up in the
northern part of the state rounding cat
tle, but in the latter part of 1887 the old
man sent for us, and so we came back
and took about 3.000 sheep up here to
look after.
"We hadn't been here long before a
yoong tenderfoot came up from Omaha
to help us, the old man said, but in real
ity he only wanted a little outdoor exer
cise. Jim was a mighty good fellow
though, if he was a tenderfoot, and he
' and Bill became warm friends. Jint was
small, thin and pale, and Bill was big
bronzed and full bearded, with hair that
fell down on his shoulders. Jim just
used to stick by Bill as close as a sick
kitten to a hot brick, and used to follow
Jam away over by Dirty Em mountain
aad Ragged1 Top. and when he came in
t sundown he would look like a corpse,
but after a while he got as strong as an
x and slept like a horse. After supper
they would take their pipes and tobacco
and go out there under yonder tall pine,
and would talk until long into the night,
and I used to sit here and wonder what
the mischief they would talk about. But
-Jim was the best natured fellow that
ever lived, excepting. ofcourseJBig Bill
All that summer they were as insepara
ble as the lamented Siamese twins, and
when'one went down to the home ranch
or to Laramie the other would go too.
"One day Jim wasn't feeling well, and
Pm blessed if Bill didn't camp right by
hia bedside all day long, and me and
Shep, the dog. had to look after the
sheep. Jim was only sick a couple of
days, and the next Sunday when the
sten from down on the ranch came up to
bring us some papers and canned stuff
they brought a letter for Jim from his
employers down in Omaha asking that
he come home at once. . When Jim got
ready to go 1 am an Indian if he and
Big Bill didn't cry. and Bill he walks
clear up to the top of the hill, and sat
down on a bowlder, and kept his eyes
fastened on the wagon as it turned
around the serpeutine road, and watched
. it until it disappeared on the plain be
llow, and then he came back here and
sets' down aw f ul glum, and says he to me:
" 'Jake, Jim's an all fired good feller.'
" You bet he is."
"That's all 1 said, but Big Bill under
, stood me. Every Sunday when the men
from the ranch didn't come up Bill used
to walk clear down there and get the
- letter that would 'be sure to be there for
him from Jim. and he would bring it
hack up here, and we used to work pretty
hard to read it, even if it was written
with a typewriter, for you know neither
-BUI tor me had ever had anyschooling.
They were awful good letters, though,
and "once he sent us some fine woolen
-shirts and mittens, and some crack to
bacco and a couple of pipes; this is one
of them now. About a month after be
left we got a letter saying be was going
to be married, and he was dead anxious
for Big Bill to come down and take it in,
bat Bill wouldn't do it, because he said
Jim might be ashamed of him; but Jim
wasn't that kind of a fellow, as I'm going
to tell yon pretty soon.
"About three years after his marriage
Jim wrote a letter asking both Bill and
aoe to come down and see him and his
wife and the kid, and there was a lot of
- scribbling, which Jim said was the
baby's invitation. Coarse I knew it Vas
- SOg Bill they wanted to see, although
Jim and me were good friends, oat as
Bill allowed he wouldn't go if 1 didn't
go with him, I consented to go, and so
' when the sheep had been moved down to
the ranch we went down to Omaha.
TWe didn't tell him ws were coming, for
Bill tiiou&it it would be big fun to sur
prise him. When we got into Omniia
we were kinder scared, seeing all lue
people anil the. rustle, but a policem.ui
comes up and asked us who we wanted
and we told him the name of the fiinii
Jim worked for and he explained how to'
get there. Bill and me started out nrul
crossed the viaduct. I believe that's
what it's called, a big bridge over the
railroad tracks, and when we got to the
other end and walked around a bit we
saw the sign np and we crossed over and
went in There were lots of men work
ing there, and Jim was standing up talk
i :
ing to a g:rl who was a-writing liKe a
congressman When Bill saw him lie
walks right up and shoves out his hand
and says hi-in a loud, cheery voice:
. 'Hullo, ole Jim. how be ye?' ' ' j
Jim just looked np and then jmnpeil a
yard and grabs Bill's outstretched hand j
in both of his and then he. grabs mae.
a-talking like a politician all the time j
He excused himself for a minute .-.ml
reads a little more to -the girl and then i
he introduced us to tliree or four people
and got his coat The girl turned !
around and commenced hitting a ma- j
chine and Bill went up and took off Ins i
hat and his long hair fell about his face J
and he said
" 'That's one of those typewriters, ain't
it, miss?"
"And the girl looked up and smiled
awfully nice and says. "Yes, sir.' and
then Jim came along and we left. We
went out. and 111 be switched if I con Id
see how Jim, could find his way aronnd
with all the wagons and people and elec
tric cars, but we got on one of them
trains and rode for about half an hour
and then we got off and walked up a
hill. A pretty little house stood up
above the street and we went up. for
that was where Jim lived. The house
was fixed up in great shape, and as Bill
and me stood there kind of awkward
the curtains were shoved aside and a
young lady came in. She stood for a
second, and Jim just said "my wife,'
when she stepped forward with the
sweetest kind of a smile and taking my
pard's hand and says:
' 'This is Big Bill. I know, and Jake. I
am glad to see you.
"Bill just looked all broke up for a min
ute and then he turned to Jim:
" 'No wonder you married, Jim.' says
he. -
"Jim and his wife just laughed, and
while they were enjoying themselves a
little child came into the room and ran
up to his father, and he took him up in
his arms and kissed him and then set
him down on the floor, and he ran over
to where Bill was sitting in one of those
big chairs and climbed up in his lap, and
Bill held him like he was glass, and he
was pleased if he did feel foolish, and
the kid ran his little hands through the
big man's- beard and long hair, and
seemed to enjoy it immensely, and pretty
soon Bill tarns to Jim and says he
"You had better take this, Jim I
ain't used to handling such lambs.
"Jim reached out for the child, 'but he
clung close to Bill. A Bush of pride
comes into my pard's face.' and he looked
np and said
" 'What's the kid's name, Jim?
"But before Jim could answer the boy
said 'Bill" just as plain, and the big fel
low looked op first at Mrs. Jim and then
at her husband and he read the answer
in their faces, and then he pressed the
child close to his bosom, and two big
tears came into his eyes and fell on his
cheeks. We felt at home right . away,
and that afternoon - Jim got a carriage
and drove us all over the city and out to
the fort. Bill looked awful happy sit
ting on the back seat with Mrs. Jim, and
the kid and Mrs. Jim laughing softly
and talking merrily while her husband
and Bill spoke of when Jim was up here
in the hills. We staid there for three
days, and Jim just showed us all the big
buildings aud took us up to one of those
swell clubs and introduced as around
as though we were millionaires instead
of poor sheep herders, and a reporter
gave Bill a great write up too.
"About a month after we were down in
Omaha we saw a man from the ranch
riding up, and so we went over to see what
was the matter, for it was on Thursday
and we thought something was up. He
had a letter with a black margin from
Bill and he tore it open and it was from
Mrs. Jim. saying that Jim had been taken
suddenly sick and had died. Well. sir.
Bill just took the letter in his hand and
turned around like one that's' paralyzed
and be walked straight over yonder
under that pine tree-where he and Jim
had laid so often and threw himself
down on the ground, t looked after the
sheep, and at sundown 1 drove them all
up here into the corral and then Shep and
me went over, and the dog. when he saw
Bill lying flat on the ground with his
face in his arms, gave one long and
agonizing howl and began licking Bill's
face and Bill reached up and pulls Shep
right down by him and said awful soft
like: s -
'Your heart's broken, too. ain't it.
Shep?"
"He lay there for a long while, and the
mooplight came' out from behind the
clonds and bathed the hills and the val
leys with the soft light, and it fell upon.
Big Bill, lying with his head on the dog
and sobbing to himself. It was almost
morning, and the moonlight had died
away, and the eastern heavens wer
tinged by the light of the rising sun and
a soft wind stirred the willows there by
the brook, and murmured through the
pines, when he arose and come over here
to the cabin. s 1 was so dead tired that-!
had sltpt all night, and when he opened
the door 1 was just getting up.
".'Jake,' he said. 1 have got to go
down to Omaha.'
" 'Because.' he said. you know Jim
was pretty extravagant and he didn't
get much of a salary, and 1 wouldn't be
surprised if his wife and the kid was
pretty hard pressed.. 1 must go down
and look after them, for 1 know Jim
would like to have me do so.'
"1 saw there wasn't any use of talking,
and so he shook hands with me and
started out over the hills for the ranch.
Be drew all the money coming to him.
and 1 didn't see or hear anything from
him until along toward the close of. the
summer, when :ie evening, as Shep and
me were sitting out here, and I was
a-poffing my pipe, 1 heard a . step, and
looking np. 1 saw. Big BilL '
- "I didn't know him at first. . He had on
store clothes. His ' hair was short and
he only wore a mustache. He looked
like a corpse. His cheeks and eyes were
sunken, and he had a cough that pained
him terribly He had walked all the
way up from Laramie, and as he was
pretty well pegged out 1 didn't say
much to him, but just got him some
thing to eat and put him to bed. He
used to sleep like an ox, but all night
he was-restless, and pitching backward
and forward on the bed. -Next day he j
told me that when he got in Omaha he !
went up and saw Mrs Jim and the kid
and that she was all broke vup. You see j .
Jim hail spent money pretty - freely and
when his debts was paid she didn't have
a cent, and Bill told her that 'Jim had
lent him a lot of money, which, of course,
was not' so. and - that be would pay it
back now You see.- if Bill had offered
to have helped her she wouldn't have
taken a cent, but as long as she believed
Bill owed the money it was all right.
"So Bill got a" job working on the
grades, but he told her he was just rest
ing in Omaha, and every Saturday night
he used to give her nearly all his earn
ings, and just starved himself and slept
in a tent with the horses out in the
suburbs at night in all kinds of weather,
and breathing the dust and dirt all day
and the stable at night, and not eating
at all regularly, his health broke down
and he was taken to a hospital. About
this time an old aunt of Mrs.- Jim's died
and left her a pile of property. Mrs.
Jim kinder suspected something was
wrong with" Big Bill, but she couldn't
get anything out of him. though she
tried awful hard. She 'lowed to tell Bill
the next Saturday night when- he came,
but be didn't come, and she couldn't
guess what was the matter until she saw
by a paper that he had been taken to the
hospital She went up there to see him
and he was delirious, and when he was
out of his head he told all about what he
had been doing, and it liked to have
killed Mrs. Jim. When he got better she
used to take him out driving, and said
she would pay him back, and she did
make him take about a hundred dollars,
and she was just bound he would be paid
in full, and so he skipped out and came
back up here.
"For a while he was a good deal better,
but his cough got worse, and by and by
he didn't pretend to do anything but just
walk around with his head down and
his hands behind him and talk about
Jim and little Bill and Mrs. Jim, and he
would lay out there in the cold night air
with his head in bis hands, looking np t
the star dotted heavens and listening to
the wind moaning through the pines,
i got a letter from Mrs. Jim asking if
Bill had come up here and how he was,
and I managed to write back, how he
was Well, one morning Bill didn't get
np and 1 saw that he was pretty bad,
and so 1 didn't go out with' the sheep
but just left them in the corral while 1
attended to Bill , Along about noon I
hea rd Shep bark, and looking out 1 saw
a carriage coming aronnd the mountain
there, and I thought it was ft doctor
which the old man had sent "up. but
when it drew up Mrs. Jim and little Bill
got out "'
" ls there anything .the matter? He
isn't dead, is he? she asked me. I have
come and will take him back where he
cau have the best of medical attendance.
I can never forget what he did for Billie
and 1, just for Jim's sake.'
"I didn't say anything, but just pointed
into the little cabin, and she and the kid
went - in and leaned over him. He
opened his eyes, and when he saw her he
tried to raise himself, bnt he couldn't.
" 'Am ( dead? he asked.
" 'No.' said Mrs. Jim, "Billie and 1
have come up here for you, and we will
take you back with us to Omaha, where
you will soon get well.'
" 'You are very kind, he said, and
then smiled softly, drew a heavy sigh
and died. Mrs. Jim leaned over him
and her tears fell upon his face as she
kissed him. and little Bill and me were
crying too. ' We buried him next day.
when the men came np from the ranch,
out there under the tall pine, where be
and Jim used to lie so much, and where
he spent so much of his time after he
got back from Omaha, and a few days
after Mrs. Jim came up in a carriage
from Laramie, acting as the guide for a
man who brought up a stone for Bill's
grave."
There were tears in the eyes of the old
sheep herder when he finished, and we
arose and went over to the grave. The
wind was sighing a requiem through the
tall pine tree, and the little stream was
murmuring the sweetest music as it ran
along over the rocks. . In the moonlight
I read on the plain marble slab the sim
ple inscription: .
: ' big Bnx. ' j
: OirC or TBS NOBLEST OF HER.
R. A. Eaton in Omaha Herald.
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