ing the mountain they ascended many steeps, and as she stood on the summit of one of these her attendants bade her look back and see what had been passed. She turned. What a sight! The clouds rolled beneath her; above, all was clear. She saw the path she had followed, and around it she beheld. the lightning's flash. "That which is before you, bordering on the big mountain, is Infancy. It is pleasant, but dangerous. The rocks represent the perilous times of life, but keep moving on-look not behind you again until you have reached the highest peak." Up, up, they went. The way was diversified sometimes safe, at other times, dangerous. When they had fully ascended, they beheld on one side the deep, broad ocean; at the other, the lofty, numerous mountains of the west ocean glittering in the sunlight-nature rearing its battlements to the skies. One of the maiden's companions touched her head, whereupon one-half of her hair was changed to snowy whiteness. Then she awoke much exhausted. The next morning when her mother came, and, as before, wished her to accompany her. She was determined that if on her next visit she should refuse she would take her from the cave by main force. In her last dream she saw a canoe sailing upon Lake Superior. It came to where she stood and she was asked to enter it. She did so, whereupon one of her visitors began to chant a song: "I walk on the waves of the sea, I travel o'er hill and dale." They proceeded in the canoe till they were far from the sight of land, and the waters around them were unmoved. "When becalmed," said they, "sing this and you will hear us whisper to you." They then returned her to the shore. When she awoke a storm was raging and the voices of the gods were heard in the wind among the trees. Believing she had gained the good will of the spirits she had retired to meet, she permitted herself, when her mother came, to be taken to the wigwam. It was the tenth day of her fasting, and her strength was nearly gone. "By my fasting I have received the favor of the gods," she said to the friends who crowded around her. "I have traveled the journey of life and have learned that I shall not die until half of my hair has turned white." This young girl lived on the southern shore of Lake Superior, where she has told many who have listened with deep interest to her relation of the dreams of her childhood. She became a great Medicine Woman. Anticipating the birth of St. Valentine by centuries, love missive of 300 B. C., has just been discovered. Not only is it a valentine of the best sort, but it also goes to prove the existence of affinities in those far gone days in Egypt. The discovery is that of an Egyptian love letter of the third century before Christ, written on papyrus by a priest to a priestess of the Temple of Amena-Ra and just discovered on the withered breast of the woman's petrified body in the Golden Gate Park Museum, San Francisco. The discovery was made by the curator, Dr. George Barron, and his assistants while rewrapping the mummy, which had been roughly treated in a recent move from one case to another. As yet the message has been translated only partially, but Dr. Barron says a free construction of it gives the following meaning. "O Golden Poppy, long are the days when my eyes behold thee not. My heart is sick with love for thee-love that finds but little solace here amid my brethren. Carefully guard our secret lest my life and thy life pay the penalty of our unrighteous love." |