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Show THE SURVIVOR'S STORY. BY LIC11 1 ID BOK, 11. I). (Ffr tbo.Salt I-okellLR.'-Li'.) ' , Wull. yes. I nni tht. a (Mi ins, A CnviiM f on m ri. lit r,J iliy ; M but. ' 11 r-iiurU'no- I'll teli it Id tho rojcut j, ovular way: Yon F"(?thn bovs Tpr5 nt ('rarilo W itli tlioir i on in-, sum c (lnjoti or mnro, Aril, tljuuvh it n ;i unun'inif -iko Llu.o. Tlu-y'd cdtin il mow hurd.-r bufiTi'. Th.'.v wouliln'l -lav lur tho slomiiog, U itli uiiK-H luur cl'il I u r a . aiid toiirxl. Bo-iklm. r In iIuniipS wore nil prowdi'U Willi oro Unit mil -1 l)u fit di.ivn, EU.-lliu'-ilinvt t' "uulJ pnuublo, " t TliPHhiiniiuntf T.ill (i", r ml no iloulit 1 Kvi'iy h.ir-ni'iui buiiiiuur in 1 tali U uLild swtur ihv iDioca wore i.layotl out. So rro all hitched dp nnd Ftirtfj'l For lh. i inii.ii, nil in ii n-iv: " , 'TMd Jiurd mi I lie louik-rs, 1 toll mil, I ji in thi il" Du'L'k." in till) i-m.W. Xuun Iiiu.hI m ju-l nljnvo I uunui "J'lejHHn.iwiPK iit.d u1..-ine'iU-W!l, All I tun fuy is -liBf 90'.ii''ihini: ' T - tin ru -i UK lin" lunK.uii;'! tn tt-lL , Wo ro.tod iii.il lurched iii.il l icn ftrl;d ' Fur Altn souiopix iiii.c- to hj Bolnre iv c l oa.-lioJ it, limvavor, o'll enough ul tho " bcauliful enow!" ! I And here let me i au'p.jurt to tell rou, ll' you thiiili it'd heautilul, why, .1 ut v(,u live una winter at "lia Ur Urir !-, or romo olace iia hih L'i in ilio Wiisnt 'h---tho um:nil Whero it snoiv." ull thu timo, mure or loss , v And you'll lind iui buauiy hu vanished, If it over bud any. 1 (flies.1.' . J uat you tmck a siiclt of i-otatoes, hum, nnd n but; full ot buuns,. Tb rough ten foot of ,-inoir to your cabin. For a wile and you'll know ivhut it iuoodb! Then per hups yuu'll think an 1 do, W hut a joy it would bo, could you know Tbo lellow wascliuinedto an icoborg, VibQ wroto cf tho "UeautUul aoow "l Tho boys were laughing and talking And singingand praising tboir uiuJei In a lorci bio, oxpretiivo oiction, . .. Ki'gardlesd of larhionablo rule, WhuD aooiethint; I don't knotrwhat hap- Tho toatoa had all stopped, and just then,. A silencu oi.pro.isi ve and diartling, Foil doad, ontbe hearts oi'tuo nion, ' A uoiuont of rilonca and terror, A uiiimunt of angui-h Hnd dr ed, ' Hon nature stomod bu-bod with tho horror Of what thu next moment thould thei I .- , t j Then all at onoo lruin tbo mountains That boouit-'d up a mile or two hth, Uamo a horrid ruiubliog and craohing, And then a sbool und a cry, And thu road and tho teams and the drivers Wore buy foet buried below Tbo cold, white, (listening crystals, Ul' tho innocont lovkunj sno ,v I Hot-was Tfiavoil are you asking! " ' j ; hy th luok'Oit of elniniiOj! -yuu nee, ' ( ' I rcinuiuod tnut day btek at liranito . fvu, thank you, no sugar for mo! Cottonwood, Doc 17, IST1. ' |