The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-12-24

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whinnying with satisfaction that he had
company. And at last when Janet thought
the entente cordidle was attained she coolly
put her little green scarf through his
mouth, behind his great teeth, and, before
he knew it, she had flung herself on his
back, and was away, They were not long
making the six miles to the village. AS
she came in by the saw-mill, she met Dr.
Kittredge. She told him her story; and
in three minutes he and four or five other
men were in a lumber-wagon on their way
to the rescue. Kittredge told me this him
self. They asked the girl if she would not
90 with them; but Janet said no: somebody
must take Dan back to the pasture, and so
she went ahead of the party. Poor Trevor
was released in less tn an two hours from
the time he fell.
| But you want to know how Wildair first
met her. 1t is John Wildair, remember,-
not Taylor: Taylor is in Australia. Jonn is
Taylor's brother. That is just the way
with you young people. All you care about
is the love-making and the wedding. Now,
might entertain you for an hour with
pleasant accounts of how tire Trevors came
into the Piscataquis valley, and how came
to be there, and of the origin of the Trevor
family and you would skip it all to see
how the story turned out, and who married
them. Only Helen, of all of you, would
read about the early history of Cornwall
and she would do it, not because she wan
ted to know, but from love Of me.
Well, John Wildair first saw Janet on
board Kennebec steamer, literally on
board, if you will rightly consider the de-
rivation of that term. John Wildair was
sitting ON the deck, at Bath, watching as
the passengers came on board. And two
men brought an old lady, in a chair down
the wharf and upon the deck; and Janet
came with her, and wrapped her up warm
and coddled her, and made her feel quite
at home. Then the old lady wished she
had some of the oranges which German
woman was selling on the wharf; and Janet
ran ashore to buy them. While the Ger
man fddled about the change, the boat
cast off, the captains bell struck, and they
had fairly pulled the gangway in, when
4 Janet came running. back with her fruit.
Did she stop? Not she
| "Please run it ON again." she said and
the wharf-hands obeyed her,-just as Dan
obeyed her in the pasture. And the little
bird, as called hcr b efore, ran right over
; the board, the boat moving the end along
steadily as she did so,-and sprang upon
the deck, as perfectly unconscious as if she
had been walking the floor. Years after
John Wildair tried to make her remember
it: but she did not remember it ALL she said
indeed, there was nothing to remember.
: She said there was no danger, and conse-
quently no courage; that the plank would
remain on tho boat fully five seconds, and
the sowest woman in Christendom could
have crossed in two. Still John Wildair
wondered when he saw her do it; and, as
believe, admired her then and there, that
she did not spend ten seconds first in in
quiries of the wharf-men whether or no it
! would be safe to cross the gangway.
But John was destined to see her again
far, far away.
Tom Trevor went to the war in the
Forty-seventh Maine Rifles. Tom was the
wildcat, black-haired brother that dared
everything, and went everywhere. And
after that horrid carnage at Bells Ford,
when the list of the Forty-seventh were
: printed, TOMS name was among the mis-
, sing. Dead perhaps? Janet said, ono,
| not daad - Che xuaa uura ha xuas not daad
} If he had been shot, some man would have
seen him fall, and would have told of it for
they all liked Tom. No Janet, with all
her own clear-sightedness, which is what
Mr.. Billings and call Confidence" pro-
, nounced that he was in a rebel prison.
Then the next thing for her to do was TO
. go and find him. Her father would not
hear of it for, as / said, he worshipped
, Janet. But, because people are fain to
obey those whom they worship,he had to do
4 as Janet bade him before he knew it; and
: in fewer days than it takes me to tell this
Q story,as we say when we write in the Dime
S Series, Janet was in Washington, besieging
I Knapp at the Sanitary, and Stanton in his
den, and Gen. Townsend in his, for some
, sort of pass that would carry her across the
s lines. Little good did she get Of that. OF
n course there was no pass of any kind OF
Q sort and they all told her, with great ten.
: derness, that she would have done much
y better to stay at home.
; But Janet did not 60 home, for all that
n BY this time they knew, and she knew, that