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jL TRUTH I iVl WE CAME UPON A GRAVE. m Half way up the mountain vc came H upon a grave. The spot was romantic lW enough, but so lonely. At the head IM was a rude cross which was fast fal '! ling to decay. At the foot the ground .B had caved in, and the hollow thus ujB made, was filled with water left there B from a recent shower. Along the IJS sides a clump of rosin weeds were inf growing rank and lusty, while a sin- Ill tj'e flower, like a tear of pity, strove MM to show its head among them. To if the right and above the spot, was ill a thick and tangled grove of moun- Itain pines to which the morning - breeze gave a voice low, soft and m, mourn ful, which mingled with the lighter music of a nearby brook in a manner indiscribably sad. A sausy magpy was perched upon a lower limb of a nearby Cottonwood, and at our approach, scolded in the impish manner his kind alone can scold. Besides ourselves he was the only living thing in the neighbor hood We paused and looked at the grave and then at each other. There was a history here which wc fain would un ravel. No name was carved upon the cross. There was nothing to tell who slept beneath the rudely made mound. Wc only knew that human hands had laid him away in the lone ly lowly bed, and that they had gone away and left him to his rest. Wc spoke to each other with sub dued voices, as if wc feared to break the slumbers of the sleeper below, 1 and then taking a long look at the spot, went on our way. Upon rounding a ridge which came down the mountain side like the rib of an enormous umbrella, wc came ; upon the opening of a tunnel ;nto j whofe mouth the weeds were growing and just beyond it a log cabin with its roof caved in and the rude stone chimney half tumbled over. "A prospector!" said my compan- iion, pointing down the path to the grave. "The story is told." Just then a smothered boom as of a distant cannon came from beneath the ground, which told that others had discovered what the sleeper had vainly strove to find. ' That evening at the mine office of the great Liberty mining company, wc spoke of running upon the grave ,. and the unused tunnel far up on the I mountain side. "Yes," said a grizzcled old miner, "That is the grave of old Emerson, 1 helped to bury him. lie had lived for years alone in the cabin you saw near the tunnel which he was diiv ing to catch the ledge which crops just above. It was five miles away from the nearest prospect, and I don't suppose j fj he saw a human being for months ,' at a time. One day Sam Trcssel, and II happened to come that way from doing assessment work on the Sal Bcnso.ii. Things looked awful quiet around the place, and though a rain had fallen in the night wc could not see any tracks about the house. J There was no one in the cabin and wc thought that the old man had gone down to the camp for supplies. 1 don't know why wc went into the tunnel, but I suppose that we want ed to sec how he had been getting along. Well, a few feet from the breast we found Emerson as dead as a door nail. "Killed by a missed shot?" wc quer ricd. "No, just died," he continued. "There were no marks on his body or anything to show that he had been hurt. A barrow half filled with rock was standing just where he lay It looked that he had fallen in his tracks. Must have been heart fail ure." "Did anyone ever do any more work in his tunnel?" we asked. "Did they? well rather. Four or five years afterwards, Mr. Nichols who is now the president of the .'lib erty, thought he would put in a few shots. He had only gone in a short way, when he broke into the ore You know what that means. He is now a millionaire." Who was Emerson, did anyone ever enquire after him?" "He came from the east," was the reply, "down around York state some where, and when the Liberty panned out so big that it became known all over the country a man came out here who said he was his nephew, and tried to get a portion of the proper ty. He didn't get any though, as old Emerson's title had lapsed. He said that the old man had left home years before to make bis fortune in the west, and that the family had lost sight of him. There was some girl connected with his going away, but she had married years ago and had died too." And thus the story was told. Fil led with high hopes he had left the old home, determined to make his fortune and return for some loved one. The years had passed and she had rown weary of waiting, and while, he had been delving in the mountain, another had wooed and won her. Still, dreaming of her, lit kept on at his lonely work, until death had overtaken him In the drakness Another had reaped the benefit of his years of toil. His was only the quiet sleep in that lonely and unfre quented grave on the mountain side where only the soughing of the wind through the pines sang requcum to his memory. But after all his life in vain? A great mine had been discovered through his unrequited labors. The nation had been made richer, and some city had been made more beauti ful because he had lived and toiled. His life and death is but one of tha tragedies which mark the winning of the West. IRRIGATION GOIES FORWARD The news comes from Emery county that one of the greatest irrigating propositions that yet has been in agurated in the west is now under way. . At the narrows in Upper Joe's valley a great dam is to be construct ed which will create a reservoir ot over twenty square miles in extent, and impound enough water to irri gate between 100,000 and 200,000 acres of land. This is not all. Another enterprise headed by Johnson and Ward, are surveying a reservoir on the San Rafcl river which will irrigate in the neighborhood of 100,000 acres, and still another is projected on the same rivers which will contain an equal amount of water. Thus it is that a long neglected portion of the state Is coming to the front. But few people even in Utah are aware of the fact that Emery county is a region of such vast re sources. Lying off from a railroad but few people visit it, and to the outside world it is in a measure un known, yet in all Utah there is no spot which is more worthy of at tention. At this time, when the attention of the country is turned to the coal shortpge, it may be well to say that within the boundries of the county there is enough coal to supply the world for centuries. A government engineer told the writer a few years ago that in the neighborhood of what is known as Huntington canyon that if all the coal there was mined at a profit of one cent a ton, that the pro fit even at that small figure would amount to the enormous sum of $10, 000,000. The Huntington canyon measures arc one half of the coal which the county contains. Castle valley and the valley of the lower San Rafel, contain over 1,000, 000 acres of land which is capable of being irrigated, and the San Rafel river system discharges into the Green river and from it to the Colorado, enough water to irrigate every acre of this land. For unnumbered years this water has been running to the Gulf of California while that land in the valleys has remained a parched desert. Castle valley has been proven to be one of the finest sections in the west for the production of fruit. The oils arc rich and deep, the climate is mild, while the altitude is just right to produce all the fruits of the tem perate zone in their greatest per fection both of appearance and fla vor. It is in reality the orchard spot of the state, and when once develop ed will produce enough to supply all Utah and then IcaVc enough over to supply all the intcrmountain west. It seems strange that this section of the country has been so long ne glected, and stranger still when it is taken into consideration that the tab les of the capital city of the state are supplied from fruit grown outside of Utah, at many seasons of the year. From present appcarenccs it will not be long before a railroad will penetrate Emery county, and that sec tion of the country will take its place among the most populus and pros perous of the west. TRUTHS. I That was a dirty, mean, contemp- M tiblc way the Telegram brought the H name of Mr. P. II. Lannan forward H as a probable candidate for the mayor- H alty on the republican ticket. Mr. H Laniian would make an excellent may- H or, Letter than any wc have had, for H lo, these many years, but the Tele- H gram knew very well he was not seek- H ing that or any other office. The H Telegram's object was to place Mr. H Lannan in the light of a sycophant and l Senator Smoot as dictating who H should be mayor of Salt Lake. Both H insinuations were so palpably false and unreasonable that the publication I hurt the unholy cause the Telegram H intended to champion. H M The Real Estate exchange is migh- I ty anxious to get hold of that $10,000 I but the fund grows slowly. Anybody I who would trust that aggregation with I $10,000 would have more cash than I sense. It's own donation of $500 is H only on paper. We don't believe the I association has $500. It was several H months behind with its portion of the I rent of the Chamber of Commerce I building, but it made a few hundred I dollars from its annual graft and fake H prize excursion and paid up. I M A good, true, honest soul passed I away the other day when Douglas H Ferguson died suddenly of heart di- I scasc. Nearly everybody knew Doug- H las and liked him. He was prominent H in local politics and at various times H held positions of trust and cinolu- meiit. lie was a son of Dr. Ellen J. H Ferguson, who was also prominent in I politics and was one of the very few I women elected to the legislature in H this state. She has been residing in I New York for a number of years. I Douglas' two sisters, Qucenie and I Clar.i also ntsidc in New York. I H Fisher Harris' friends were very I much pained to learn that it was nee- I cssary for him to return to the hos- I pital It was hoped that he had fully I recovered his health among the hills I at Brighton. The fact is Mr. Harris I has been working too strenuously I night and day and seven days a week I at that, will tell on the most robust I constitution. Wc hope Mr. Harris I will take life a little easier, at least I until he has fully recovered. The I public needs him. He has done more I earnest, effective work for the public I than' most men. I I The Democrats of this city will I meet in convention on the 17th, at the I Grand theatre. Nearly 400 names I will appear on the roster and it is rea- I sonable to suppose a majority of these 'I will respond when called. They are I expected to nominate a ticket and I once more affix their unwavering at- I testation to the grand and undying I principles of the immortal Thomas I Jefferson. I I J. L. Thomas has gone to Minucap- I olis to attend the annual meeting of I the Sovcrign Grand lodge of Odd Fel- I lows in that city. UU I