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"
Where
are
you
going
?
"
"
Never
mind
,
"
he
answered
;
and
,
slinging
his
weapon
over
his
shoulder
,
strode
off
down
the
gorge
and
so
away
into
the
heart
of
the
mountains
to
the
haunts
of
the
wild
beasts
.
Amongst
them
all
there
was
none
so
fierce
and
so
dangerous
as
himself
.
The
prediction
of
the
Mormon
was
only
too
well
fulfilled
.
Whether
it
was
the
terrible
death
of
her
father
or
the
effects
of
the
hateful
marriage
into
which
she
had
been
forced
,
poor
Lucy
never
held
up
her
head
again
,
but
pined
away
and
died
within
a
month
.
Her
sottish
husband
,
who
had
married
her
principally
for
the
sake
of
John
Ferrier
's
property
,
did
not
affect
any
great
grief
at
his
bereavement
;
but
his
other
wives
mourned
over
her
,
and
sat
up
with
her
the
night
before
the
burial
,
as
is
the
Mormon
custom
.
They
were
grouped
round
the
bier
in
the
early
hours
of
the
morning
,
when
,
to
their
inexpressible
fear
and
astonishment
,
the
door
was
flung
open
,
and
a
savage-looking
,
weather-beaten
man
in
tattered
garments
strode
into
the
room
.
Without
a
glance
or
a
word
to
the
cowering
women
,
he
walked
up
to
the
white
silent
figure
which
had
once
contained
the
pure
soul
of
Lucy
Ferrier
.
Stooping
over
her
,
he
pressed
his
lips
reverently
to
her
cold
forehead
,
and
then
,
snatching
up
her
hand
,
he
took
the
wedding-ring
from
her
finger
.
"
She
shall
not
be
buried
in
that
,
"
he
cried
with
a
fierce
snarl
,
and
before
an
alarm
could
be
raised
sprang
down
the
stairs
and
was
gone
.
So
strange
and
so
brief
was
the
episode
,
that
the
watchers
might
have
found
it
hard
to
believe
it
themselves
or
persuade
other
people
of
it
,
had
it
not
been
for
the
undeniable
fact
that
the
circlet
of
gold
which
marked
her
as
having
been
a
bride
had
disappeared
.
For
some
months
Jefferson
Hope
lingered
among
the
mountains
,
leading
a
strange
wild
life
,
and
nursing
in
his
heart
the
fierce
desire
for
vengeance
which
possessed
him
.
Tales
were
told
in
the
City
of
the
weird
figure
which
was
seen
prowling
about
the
suburbs
,
and
which
haunted
the
lonely
mountain
gorges
.
Once
a
bullet
whistled
through
Stangerson
's
window
and
flattened
itself
upon
the
wall
within
a
foot
of
him
.
On
another
occasion
,
as
Drebber
passed
under
a
cliff
a
great
boulder
crashed
down
on
him
,
and
he
only
escaped
a
terrible
death
by
throwing
himself
upon
his
face
.
The
two
young
Mormons
were
not
long
in
discovering
the
reason
of
these
attempts
upon
their
lives
,
and
led
repeated
expeditions
into
the
mountains
in
the
hope
of
capturing
or
killing
their
enemy
,
but
always
without
success
.
Then
they
adopted
the
precaution
of
never
going
out
alone
or
after
nightfall
,
and
of
having
their
houses
guarded
.
After
a
time
they
were
able
to
relax
these
measures
,
for
nothing
was
either
heard
or
seen
of
their
opponent
,
and
they
hoped
that
time
had
cooled
his
vindictiveness
.
Far
from
doing
so
,
it
had
,
if
anything
,
augmented
it
.
The
hunter
's
mind
was
of
a
hard
,
unyielding
nature
,
and
the
predominant
idea
of
revenge
had
taken
such
complete
possession
of
it
that
there
was
no
room
for
any
other
emotion
.
He
was
,
however
,
above
all
things
practical
.
He
soon
realized
that
even
his
iron
constitution
could
not
stand
the
incessant
strain
which
he
was
putting
upon
it
.
Exposure
and
want
of
wholesome
food
were
wearing
him
out
.
If
he
died
like
a
dog
among
the
mountains
,
what
was
to
become
of
his
revenge
then
?
And
yet
such
a
death
was
sure
to
overtake
him
if
he
persisted
.
He
felt
that
that
was
to
play
his
enemy
's
game
,
so
he
reluctantly
returned
to
the
old
Nevada
mines
,
there
to
recruit
his
health
and
to
amass
money
enough
to
allow
him
to
pursue
his
object
without
privation
.
His
intention
had
been
to
be
absent
a
year
at
the
most
,
but
a
combination
of
unforeseen
circumstances
prevented
his
leaving
the
mines
for
nearly
five
.
At
the
end
of
that
time
,
however
,
his
memory
of
his
wrongs
and
his
craving
for
revenge
were
quite
as
keen
as
on
that
memorable
night
when
he
had
stood
by
John
Ferrier
's
grave
.
Disguised
,
and
under
an
assumed
name
,
he
returned
to
Salt
Lake
City
,
careless
what
became
of
his
own
life
,
as
long
as
he
obtained
what
he
knew
to
be
justice
.
There
he
found
evil
tidings
awaiting
him
.
There
had
been
a
schism
among
the
Chosen
People
a
few
months
before
,
some
of
the
younger
members
of
the
Church
having
rebelled
against
the
authority
of
the
Elders
,
and
the
result
had
been
the
secession
of
a
certain
number
of
the
malcontents
,
who
had
left
Utah
and
become
Gentiles
.
Among
these
had
been
Drebber
and
Stangerson
;
and
no
one
knew
whither
they
had
gone
.
Rumour
reported
that
Drebber
had
managed
to
convert
a
large
part
of
his
property
into
money
,
and
that
he
had
departed
a
wealthy
man
,
while
his
companion
,
Stangerson
,
was
comparatively
poor
.
There
was
no
clue
at
all
,
however
,
as
to
their
whereabouts
.
Many
a
man
,
however
vindictive
,
would
have
abandoned
all
thought
of
revenge
in
the
face
of
such
a
difficulty
,
but
Jefferson
Hope
never
faltered
for
a
moment
.
With
the
small
competence
he
possessed
,
eked
out
by
such
employment
as
he
could
pick
up
,
he
travelled
from
town
to
town
through
the
United
States
in
quest
of
his
enemies
.
Year
passed
into
year
,
his
black
hair
turned
grizzled
,
but
still
he
wandered
on
,
a
human
bloodhound
,
with
his
mind
wholly
set
upon
the
one
object
upon
which
he
had
devoted
his
life
.
At
last
his
perseverance
was
rewarded
.
