The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1873-01-31

frog, weasel, pussy-cat, tOn-cat, ostrlch,
cameleopard, and all other vertebrates or
invertebrates. Dear little Janet, she is
as good a fairy "a the best of them
After the hay-mow flight, when she
was as big girl az Mr.. Billings has
made her, we had many tramp together
up-brook, through moosewood, and over
mountain. | have seen her pass from
rock To rock, on one OF the ridges OF
Ktaadn, with no thought OF taking a
staff, with no kind of uneasiness, though
she were Just on the sheer edge OF that
precipice which you remember perhaps
on the southern face of Ktaadn. L have
seen it fifty miles away Yes, ana L
have seen the child's father fell pine
tree $50 years old that we might walk
dry-shod across stream and the mo-
ment it fell, little Janet was the first to
swing herself upon the trunk, to run
across as lightly as one of her own birds
would, and in ten seconds was beckon-
ing and waving her hand from the rocks
on the other shore. We could not hear
a word she said for the rush of the rapids
in the gorge below. Her father, who
worships her-as well as he may-used
to tell the story of an experience of
theirs in sort of outlying station he
had. half shanty and half lumber camp,
lust on the edge of the woods. Mrs.
Trevor had gone up with him and Janet
and the children; and they were to have
Il sort of picnic frolic for three or fonr
days. But one of the little boys was not
well so their mother had taken them
all home, leaving Janet to cook for her
father, who had something in hand.
Poor fellow In the middle of the sec
ond morning, as he pried up heavy sill
from its resting place, the ground gave
way under him, his bar slipped, and he
and the log rolled down together in the
hole he had made, poor Trevor under
meath, and his legs broken ust above
the ankle. Janet was with him in two
seconds but she could not free him,
nor could five others like her. She
did not wait long" he said. OFF she
went like Il bird down to McNlurtrie's
pasture, mile and half down the in
tervale. Over the root-fence, into the
pasture, and then treading through the
high ferns, she began to call, Dan
Dan Dan ~ Now, Dan was IA vicious
old stallion whom McMurtrie chose to
keep ranging in his pasture and in the
woods. When McMurtrie or any of his
men wanted Dan, which was perhaps
four times III a summer, 1t took peck OF
salt, and lurings and chasings, lariats
and lassOs indescribable, to WOO and to
win him. And now this child-for Janet
was still not women grown-only called
Dan two three times, and down through
the underbrush came the great hulkiing
creature, glowering at her, and, as she
slowly walked up 30 him with n handful
of raspberries, he did not turn away
and then and there he stood and she
stood-she on rough bowlder, he nib
bling at the fruit she rubbing his head
between the ears, he whinnying with
satisfaction that he had company And
at last, when Janet thought the entente
cOrdiale was attained, she coolly put her
little green scarf through his mouth be-
hind his great teeth, and, before he
knew it, she had flung herself on his
back, and was away. They We're not
long in making the six miles to the vii
lage. AS she came III by the saw-mill,
she met DIR. Kittredge. She told him
her story and in three minutes he and
four or five other men were III lumber
wagon on their way to the rescue. Kit
tredge told me this himself. They
asked the girl if she would not go 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 than two
hours from the time he fell.
But you want to know how Wildair
first met her. 1t is John Wildair, re-
member-not Taylor Taylor is in Aus
tralia. John is Taylor's brother. That
is Just the way with You people. All You
care about is the love-making and the
wedding. Now, | might entertain you
for an hour with pleasant accounts of
how the Trevors came into the Piscata-
quis 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 wanted
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
derivation of that term. John Wildair
was sitting on the deck at Bath, watch
ing as the passengers came on board.
And two men brought an old lady, in
chair, down the wharf and upon the
deck /; 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 German fddled about
the change the boat cast off, the cap
tain's bell struck, and they had fairly
pulled the gangway in, when 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
us Dan obeyed her in the pasture. And
the little bird, as / called her before,
ran right over the board-the boat NOV
ing 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 at all said, indeed,
there was NOTHING To remember She