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THE ARGUS, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 16, iSqt.
Skyward (ini. that ww It all.
Vhfciper what tliou never k do west I
Many, many thinm l-efall
Wbeu the coaxing moon Is tall.
Throng)) the tender yhade thon throw,
Blame not me. () Pine, too soon!
I ye a-1 (.i-cuiled me to HI
Had It not Wo uluht and Jane.
With the pine tiret!i and the moon,
I had ne'er lieen bold to do it.
Ah, her forehead wan so white
Where that soft ray came and kissed
Where the happy heaven's light
MnKerml with her as of right
As of sister with a Mister!
All our littlo ramp asleep;
Only 1 at midnight waking
Wakintc to the moou to creep.
Kiss her silent brow and keep
Lips aye holier for that slaking.
She, O Pine, will never know
Never blush amid her laughter.
She is nothing poorer so,
i ho rich as who Khali go
Dreaming it forever after!
Charles K. Lummis in Scrihner's.
A MOUNTAIN ROMANCE.
Tl:;y had left the rest af the party, with
the fruides and burros, at the rude little
"hallway house" by the tiny lake that lay
like an oblong emerald in a setting of
bronze, and had wandered away by them
selves he, the brown learded young west
ern metallurgist, with a successful career
opening before him, and she, the white
face;), delicate looking sojourner from Bos
ton, with her creolc hair and eyes.
The benediction of a perfect Indian sum
mer afternoon lay upon the scene. The
clonditss skv so blue that it reminded iier
of the exquisite coloring of an Easter egg
at home; the air so still that even the
trenioling of the aspen leaves ceased at in
tervals, the h.-i.c about the mountain top
like a golden fog it Wiis an afternoon that
made one forget that there were ever ex
trenos of temperature, or that the sun
leai::s must soon sink into the west. Even
the uaudy little chipmunks, from safe
eminences, placidly regarded the intruders
with indolent and contemplative eyes, and
the bird seemed mesmerized into a drowsy
Tl'ey had sauntered for some time now,
nnd Madge was getting very tired, for the
way had been rough. She did not realize
the tune nor the distance they had wan-den-d
she only knew that to her th
whole tbinj; was a poem and a painting so
exquisite that if she had lieurd an organ
suddenly burst forth into otie of Handel's
masturpieces it would have seemed quite
in keeping with the place, au.l she would
insti'intivnly have fallen upon her knees.
BjVs thoughts werequitediflererit. He,
too, was a lover of ustture and capable of
deep feeling, but a perfect Colorado after
noon was not Dew to him, while bis love
for Madge was; and his pleasure came
from seeing her keen but. placid enjoy
ment. It was uo accideut on his part tii.it
they were separated from the rest, and he
realized fully that they had been gone
over an hour ami were a long distance
from the hike. His happiness lay in being
alone with her, in watching the waves of
surprise and pleasure rippling over her
face us new shapes and new landscapes
opened upon her view, in answering the
childlike questions that bubbled from the
dark eyes and pretty lips, and more than
all in the thrilling touch of the slender
arms nnd the soft, warm hands as he as
sisted her over the rough places. It was
: heaven to him and could not last long
But when at last she gave a weary little
sigh and sat down upon a convenient log
as they reached a bit of level, saying, "Oh,
dear, I'm so tired:" he responded quickly:
"I think, perhaps, we've gone far enough.
It's getting alotig in the afternoon and is
time to start hack."
, "Are we very far from them?" she asked
suddenly, seeming to realize for the ttrst
time that they migiit le.
"About a mile, I should say, but I really
haven't kept much track of the distance,
and 'his part of the trail is somewhat new
After this there was silence for some
time. He saw now that she was quite ex
hausted, and it occurred to him that t lie
altitude was having some effect upon her
He blamed himself inwardly for his
tuonghllessncMX, ami was about to ask her
if she had trouble in breathing, w hen a
midden chiil iu the atmosphere, accom
panied by a movement of the air that set
the nspens to shivering violently, followed
by a gradual dimming of the sunshine,
caused them to glance simultaneously to
ward the sun. What appeared to Madge
like a fog was hurrying ncross it, and
rapidly growing denser; and as she looked
up toward the highest (toint visible in the
west she could see the gray, mistlike sub
stance stealing in between and around the
rocks and pines and sweeping silently
down toward them. He answered her
look of interrogation by saying somewhat
"Clouds! A change of weather! I might
have known that the heat this afternoon
meant something if I hadn't been thinking
He stopped abruptly and colored; bnt site
bad turned and was absorbed in the curious
transformation that was going ou, and lost
hut lust low spoken words.
The gray column had completely ob
scured the sun and was moving rapidly
toward them now, leaving behind a great
gray wall. They both shivered, and he
prang briskly to his feet.
"As soon as you arc rested. Miss Cham
berluin, I think we had better start back.
It looks as though we might have a squall,
nnd perhaps snme snow. This is one of the
changes that are common here at this sea
son of the year. We foolishly left our
wrap behind. It was my fanlt, though,
for you know nothing of these changes, of
She had risen now and started to speak.
"Don't you breathe easily" he exclaimed
with some concern, noticing that she
pressed her hand to her chest.
She had paled a little, and now gasped
two or three times before she answered,
with a smile:
"It seems as though I couldn't get quite
enough air iu my lungs. I have felt it sev
eral times this afternoon. It's trifling,"
he went on reassuringly; "1 will take
your arm, though, please, because I am
really very tired."
"What a very heavy fog," she continued,
rbivering, ufter they bad walked a short
distance; "and how dump it is."
"Yon conld hardly call It fog," he said.
"We are in the midst of a cloud, and it is
an unusually thick one," he added after a
pause, glancing aliout nervously.
The great gray mass had caught them
now, and had closed in upon them on every
side beneath them, above them, around
them, pressing against their faces and
brushing their hands with its cold, clammy
fingers, leaving moisture and cbill with
' There was no thought of fear in Madge's
mind. Why should there lie? They were
only a si ort distanco from the hotela
mile or so perhaps. One could almost hear
a shout ttat far. Then, too, she was lean
ing upon a strong arm, nnd she enjoyed
the sensa ion of being in the midst of a
cloud us s le enjoyed everything that was
"Why, see!" she exclaimed brightly,
"it's so th ck one can almost grasp a hand
ful': Why. deur me! I can see it pass be
twen me w your hat," she laughed as
she threw her head to one side and glanced
upward. 'And see the moisture on your
coat!" she went on, rubbing her hand
along his arm and flipping the water from
Bob's cy s were fixed in front, and while
she was wc ndcring why he did not answer
and seemtd so quiet, a sudden gust of
wind tore Iier hat from her head and in an
instant whirled it out of sight into the, all
With a short "Stand quite still, please,"
he hurried after it.
How odd it was to be there all nlone!
There wis something so solemn, so awful
in the silen -o, the isolation and the som
bemess of t lie place! To be able to see and
feel nothing save the rocks at her feet and
the noiseless mist floating by; to hear noth
ing but the moaning of the wind, to real
ize that she might be within a few feet of
a precipice mid not know it!
It was li-te standing upon impalpable
air and grasping at it helplessly with the
world slipping away into the distance!
Madge shuddered, and there must have
been'sometl. ing in the look that she turned
upon Bob, M-ho had appeared out of the
gloom at h r side so suddenly and noise
lessly as to t lmost startle her, that showed
the relief sle felt in having him with her
again, for li s face, that was set and seri
ous, softener into a reassuring smile, and
the swift, eaer glance of the eyes that she
had noticed once before during the after
noon might have warned ner i liac lie, at
least, was on dangerous ground. But it
only caused a strange little fluttering of
her heart as she replaced her hat and took
his arm wit! out a word.
In utter siliMiee they traversed now what
seemed to Madge to be a long distance.
It had been but a short time since the
change had t iken place, but already the
wind had risen to a gale, and the gloom
had deepened into a black wall around
them, while in the distance could lie heard
the roar and rattle and crash of the ap
proaching stc rm, that wasalready heralded
by a few wondering flakes of snow that
were whirled alonf too fast to find a rest
1 heir pace bad unconsciously slackened.
and now they were simply groping their
wny over the logs and stumps, around the
bowlders and lietweeii the swaying pines
that arose on after another through the
mist like a s ragglitig column of retreat
ing soldiers, v hen suddenly Bob uttered a
surprised exrl mint ion and stood still. Not
five feet in front of t hem arose a solid wall
of perMudicu.ar rock, its boundaries lost
iu the mist.
Madge's gla ice of interrogation revealed
to her the rplexity, anxiety and irrita
tion outlined i.-i Bob's face and caused het
to ask earnest v:
iiy. .Mr. iarker. have you lost your
Her ouly snurer was a jagged, quivering
glare that seemed to envelop them from
every side, bi-iulueiiiug up the scarped cliff
in front and showing them upon its surface
the odd, dank tufts of dark green moss be
tween which t) e moisture was slowlv trick
ling t. the iM.se. l he verv earth under
them trembled, t he air recoiled in terror,
and the mom tain seemed to split to its
base with the almost simultaneous crash
The storm hi d overtaken them!
Madge tried to smile after she had relin
quished her hysterical grasp of Bob's arm,
but there was no answering smile from
hirn, mid a vag le fear swept over her.
"I don't recognize this rock," he niut
tered in a low t ine. "I secru to have lost
the trail. LetV work our way along the
face of this a little."
Once more the slow and hesitating march
The fluttering flukes ef snow had changed
to tiny hailstones that were rapidly -vhiten-
ing the ground. The first grand rush of
the wind was over, and it had quieted
down into a sul en moan thatwasmcre.lv
an undertone t.o the great orchestra of
heaven whose reverberating notes were
ringing from pe ik to peak and rolling ma
jesticaily down he valleys.
Faster and lister lieat the hail, now
rapidly changin f back to snow; colder and
colder moaned the wind as they wearily
and silently picked their way along in the
shadow of the d -eary dirt.
Madge shivered perceptibly, and Boh,
turning nuicklv tore off his coat, and with
a peremptory "I'm it on, please," threw it
over her should rs and bnttoned it aroand
her neck, paying no attention to her mild
She did not pe -sist iu it, for his manner
and voice allow d uo refusal. She felt by
this time that they were in some danger,
though she con! 1 hardly tell how or why.
True, it was growing very cold and wan
snowing heavily, but such a combination
was not new to her, although she waa
rather lightly dr -ssed. And what if they
bail temporarily lost their way? The storm
would probably f oon be over, even If they
didn't tind the trail In-fore then. She
might catch a very bad cold. AmI that
would have been almut the extent of her
anxiety if it hacl not been for her compan
She had never before seen him so quiet
and preoccupied. Heseemed to avoid look
ing at her, whu'h was certainly very tin
usual for him. I is almost constant smile
was gone and his mouth firmly set. He
seemetl to be wat :hiug and listening like
all niiiniai t v r u w v j . sums
ahead. If he woidd only talk to her reas
suringly it would remove this vague un
easiness. She could stan 1 it uo longer, and she
asked, rather tii iidly for her, who had
been used to the t lost childlike frankness
and directness wi ,h him:
"Mr. Barker, is there much danger, do
He did not turn bis head, but answered
with :t deliberation which only increased
"Not ut present: but we are certainly lost
for the moment, and I am afraid we are
simply making a circle and returning to
the spot we started from. 1 hope to tind
the trail again in u moment."
"How can you find it when the snow is
covering it all up?'' I
The question came from her impulsively,
and somehow ehe felt sorry the moment
she asked it.
He hud not deliberately lied to her, but
he hadn't told the -vhole trnth; and she hud
given utterance to the very question that
was iu his own mind.
"I think I could easily find my wny by
landmarks if the c oud would lift," he an
She suspected no ar that he was conceal-
ing the truth from her, and her temper and
courage rose with t he crisis. She said en-
"It U Terr unfair of you, Mr. Barker, to
coi2ti any clangor from me.
titled to know it. I am not a ba
He stopped and turned upon .
"The storm may last two or three hours,
the snow get very deep and the cold in
tense. I can stand it, no doubt, because
I am' strong, but you you" the deep voice
was a little uncertain nere, ami ine iwu
hands that had involuntarily grasped hei
arms as he had turned tightened convul
sively "you are delicate, you know"
He did not finish, but before he turned
his head away the same look came into his
eyes again the same, only a little differ
ent this time. There was no mistaking it.
He might as well have said in so many
words, "I love you!"
Madge's heart gave a great bound, and
then came a rush of tenderness toward the
man who, as she had just discovered,
would lay down bis life to save hers. His
strange mood was ail clear to her now.
And her own feelings were a revelation
that almost shocked her. The hours she
nad spent with him were the shortest and
sweetest she had ever known. She re
called the sense of security and of restful-
ness that his voice and presence always
gave; the trututulness ana earnestness ol
his character; his constant and watchful
devotion to her. which she had carelessly
overlooked as mere gallantry; his exclama
tion and strange conduct that moonlit
uight upon the veranda when she had
dropped her engagement ring mnd he had
Iirst guessed t hat she was pledged to an
And if was inevitable that with the
swiftness of thought she should compare
him with that other one in the east, with
his boyish face, effeminate manner and su
percilious air of superiority, to whom, in
their college days, she had bound herself.
It Btart.led Iier, for she had never before
thought him effeminate or supercilious,
and she felt guilty.
These thoughts hurried through her brain
as she stood waiting while Bob was endeav
oring to discover through the whirling
whiteness some familiar landmark. Some
how she could not feel very much alarmed
with him by her side after all, notwith
standing his word. She realized now.
however, that she was very cold and very
faint, and that the pressure about her
chest was growing heavier. The wind had
risen again and the snow was beating an
grily against their faces, as though it
wished to blind them.
Barker was by nature hoiieful, persist
ent and pugnacious, with a cool, quick
brain in auy physical emergency, and with
increasing resistance to increased obsta
cles, but he could scarcely see his baud be-
fo-o his face. The trail had long since
leen obliterated, and he was utterly at a
loss what direction to take or what to do
except that Miss ChamiM-rlain must be
kept moving, if possible, to keep off that
deathly chill until help should come or the
storm should lift. His own teeth would be
chattering us hers were but for his indom
itable will. He kuew t hat she relied upon
him and did not realize the danger. But
would it not lie better to impress the truth
upon her? Would she not rise to the
emergency anil fi lit to the bitter end?
Her action at the moment decided him
iiLstantly. She had wearily sunk upon a
log and was resting her face" upon her
hands. He sprang to her and said with
"Miss Chamberlain, you must not give
way like that. You must realize that we
are in great danger and that if we let the
cold benumb us we are lost."
Her pleading answer sent a great throb
of fear through his heart, for it made plain
to him that she was already under the in
fluence of that awful spell which, like the
charming of the snake, makes the ap
proach of death seem like a dream.
I am not cold now, but so tired! The
storm will soon be over and they will come
for us. Please wait here!
Action was needed now. He had his vest
left. Without a word he wrenched that
off, lifted her to her feet, unbuttoned the
coat that was around her, took it off, forced
the vest upon her, not heeding the feeble
motion with which she waved it away
f astened it, replaced the coat and hurried
her forward through the storm anywhere
anywhere, he cared not where. But t hey
went only a short distance, when she tot
tered, stumbled and almost fell, clasped
her hands convulsively to her bosom and
uttered an exclamation of pain. He put
his arm closeraround her, her head drooped
heavily upon his shoulder and her voice
came in a whisper:
"I can hardly breathe. I am too weak to
walk. Ijeave me here, and if you can't get
help, save yourself.
All restraint was gone now. He pressed
her close to him with both arms and kissed
her ag'iin and again.
"Ix-ave you, Madge, when I brought you
here? Ijeave all I care for on earth? 1
love you, I love you, child! God forgive
me for saying so, but I can t help it.
She drew herself back from him an in
stant, the color flamed again into the white
face, the big eyes looked full into his, then
closed slowly as she put out her arms like
a tired child and was taken back into his
embrace. He bent down closer to catch
"And I love you, Robert! Surely there
can lie no barm in confessing it now. with
death so near. I was not sure until this
afternoon. God cannot blame me for tell
ing you so. We will both soon be before
him, and he will judge. Kiss me good by.
dear. I am so tired!
He covered her long, dark eyelashes her
cold, blue hps her moist hair her marble
like cheeks and forehead with passional
kisses. Her feeble clasp about his neck
strengthened a little, and she smiled gently.
the swirling snow and the wailing wind
t were nothing to him now. He raised his
. head, and underneath the joyous triumph
in his eyes ttiere was a desperate glitter as
as be glanced about him.
Death I Who talked of death? They
should not die there like rats in a hole
Life was sweet to him now. The future
was bright. She loved him and she was
his by right. Was there no escape from
this biting cold and pitiless snow? He
would shout. The wild wind swept it away
with a mocking burst of laughter. It was
like shouting over the sea.
His voice was almost gone. If he only
had his revolver with him he might make
himself heard. Fool! tool to leave every
thing behind that would have been useful!
Bobbins always carried a revolver. Surely
they would try to signal. Hark! what
was that? Only the roll of the distant
When the storm came up it was from
the west, and the wind whs blowing toward
the lake. Yes, he reuiemliered that. The
wind hadn't changed, and all he had to
do was to follow it. Why hadn't he
thought of thin" before? There was hope
yet! He would carry her!
He lifted her in his arms and staggered
forward a few feet. He had to give it up.
His legs and arms were icy cold and his
joints skiff. He must get his .blood into
circulation first. He would scrape away
the snow and place Madge against tba:
shelving rock. She seemed to be sleeping
now. She was protected somewhat from
the wind there. Now he would warm up
a little and then carry her to the lake. Ail
he had to do was to fo'.low the direction of
Ab, how swkwarv of him to stumble
liketbatt It must have been a stone that
tripped him. What's that? Blood? He
must have cut bis forehead, then! How
bard it is to get up again!
Oh, well! perhaps he had better lie down
and take a little nap and then then a-n-d
t h e n
The snow had ceased falling, and the
wind's dreary monotone has died away to
a mere whispering nmoflfr the ghostlike
pines that stand up cold and stark, like
sentinels frozen on duty. The lifted and
rapidly shifting clouds are pierced here
and there by tiny slanting shafts of trun
shine that touch the snow with sparkling
diamond points. Wider and longer grow
the bine rifts in the rolling, hurrying,
and dissolving mass of clouds above,
whose color is slowly changing from black
to gray. Suddenly, bursting through the
ragged fringes of the western cloud cur
tain, the sinking sun touches with golden
brush the pyramids, towers, minarets and
domes outlined in white relief against the
hideous blackness of the swiftly departing
snow clouds iu the east. A beautiful rain
bow poised on two marble peaks, and span
ning the valley, bangs in the eastern sky.
1 he snow is not deep and does not ex
tend very far. One can easily see where
its edge meets the green of the valley be
low, and can almost hear the busy hum of
the people far down the mountain side, so
deathly still is it ou the snow capped peaks.
The man sleeps on quite comfortably in
his shirt sleeves, and the woman lies as
quietly as t hough she had never known
any other pillow than one of snow. Vet
he cold is intense. The branches snap in
the frosty air.
The sun has gone and the shadows are
settling down upon the valley. It will be
"Cod iu heaven! Jim, look there!"
Bobbins' strong bass voice was only a
"That s her, sir! And here he is! See!
In his shirt sleeves too! And there's blood
ou the snow at his head!'
What was the signal? Five double
shots, wasn't it?"
"Yes, sir." (
'All right! Now one! two! three! four!
live! There! Have you got plenty of car
"All riifht! Now let's tnrn him over.
God! How white lie is! Hush! I can't
hear anything, but I think I feel a slight
lieat! Take off his shoe! Light a match,
quick! Ahl he feels that burn! Thank
God! Pour the whisky down him while I
go to her. First let's give 'em another
signal! Hark! They've answered. They're
oming! Shout, Jim! Poor little girl.
I'm afraid we're too late for vou. She
seems very Miff, and 1 can't hear or feel
any movement of the heart at all! Yon
bad a great be.id, Jim, to think of bring
ing those burros. We'd had a hard time
carrying them Imck. Bel ter not try to do !
anything here but give them whisky. It
won t take long to get them to the house,
and then wo can go to work on them in
ad earnest. Ah! there's her MSter!"
"Is she dead, Mr. Bobbins?'
"I hope mt, Miss Grace. It will take
some time to tell, though, after we get her
In lied. Q:-,n k, bring that burro here.
Mike! Nevermind the dress. Miss Grace.
We mustn't stand on ceremony now. It's
a rase ol liie and death: There! Balance
her in that way. That will take the weight
off of ns a:d we can rub her limbs as we
Mr. Bobbins, manager and principal
owner of the great Denver smelter, looked
up over his classes, his coffee and his pa
per at his wile, who was busily engaged
with pencil and paier on the opposite side
of the breakfast table.
"My dear, you rememlxT the two Cham
berlain girls who were here last fall?"
Mrs. Ko'.hiiis was making out a list for
a very select "tea," and was consequently
l es. dear. Shall I put their names
No, no. I didn't mean that. They are
not here anyway. By the way, tboueh, I
saw them when I was down at the Springs
yesterday. But don tyou remember it was
the little one that was caught in the snow
storm wit h Barker up Ht Green Iake last
fall and hail such a hard pull with pneu
monia? And you know we couldn't un
derstand why they moved down to the
Springs iH'fore she was really well, and
even liefore Barker got around himself.
Yon thought there was something between
her nnd him. although I told yon she was
engaged to young Colby, son of Chamber
lain s partner. ell, here is a fine story
from Boston this morning about the boy.
'"A scandal in aristocratic circles that
has lieen suppressed for several months
through the strenuous exertions of the two
families interested came to the surface
yesterday, when it was discovered that the
son of Millionaire Colby, of the well known
firm of Chamberlain & Colby, who had
forged his father's name for nearly $100,000,
was legally married to the notorious va
riety actress, Fanny Ijeslie, with whom he
is now said to be traveling in Europe. Of
course the forgeries were quietly settled
long since by the old gentleman, and the
matter would have been kept quiet but for
the accidental discovery of the marriage by
an inquisitive reporter. A Had feature of
the affair is that t he young scapegoat has
been for a long time eugaged to a daughter
of the senior partner, and the wedding day
was actually set some time since, the post
ponement being explained on the ground
that the young lady's failing health neces
sitated a sudden return to Colorado
Springs, where she is at present. It is said
that Colby will disinherit' "
The reading was interrupted at this
point by the appearance of a servant with
a note for Mr. Kobbins, whose puzzled and
surprised look gave way gradually to
genial smile as he perused the nervously
written missive, laid it down, took off his
glasses and answered his wife's look of in
Barker usks for a week's leave of ab
sence on tersonal business. You were
right, dear, after all. He has seen the
paper this morning, and he'll be at the
Springs before sundown." Charles Scates
Love at First SiCht.
Friend So yours was a case of love at
Mrs. Getthere 1 es, indeed. I fell des
perately iu love with my dear husbaud the
moment I set eyes upon him. I remember
it as distinctly as if it were yesterday.
was walking with papa on the beach at
Long Branch, when suddenly papa stopped
and pointing him out, said, "There, my
dear, is a man worth ten millions." New
A Disagreeable Chap.
Winks I don't like Hardhead.
Minks He's a fellow who thinks he
knows it all, isn't he?
Winks Worse, He does know it all,
aad proves it. Good News.
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Ladies black satin skirts.
Ladies' wool skirts.
Table sets, linen.
And hundreds of other
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