The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1875-12-16


% go By myself, migbt gtt Icsi, 500 !
dilbt Ike 10 ask The old man 70 80,
cause he's 70 feeble. So ssked Dave
I to 20 with me Dave Was lie sixteen.
ysar-old brosi,er). bot he oaiy saId
pshaw, and wsbt Of to sec The Lightning
Bpgs play bali Then asked Rose Mel.
son 70 40, but she eal)Ai iaa deaF ahd
kissod nae, and said sbe was afraid sir'd
tear her iress, aud OF she went With
Frank wilson don't like her now;
wont have ber Tor sweetheart any
more. don't Ike Trspk, eilher. Why
isn't be With you.
How would sou ike for me to go With
you 70 lhe l-ropbel's rock asked Dora,
Ignoring tbc pertinen, qRy
Jolly. Batwon't you kiAs lohs dress 4
lguess not Come soh, Johnny, I'm
tired Of staying here
They clambered down n bank and
eroased Tippeeasde creek near NE niaer-
al sprlags bsck Of the seminary
Lots Gross On tho s'pension bridge,
said Johnny, stopping on stone in the
middle Of the stream.
No, that is TOO Gar, We will cross IL
when We come back, and go right 10. the
station The train will leave in an
hoar
They went across the bottom along the
edge o. the corn6eld TO the bluff where
The Prophefs rock is situated. After sit
ting on il short lime, they rambled up
the rayine 10 search OF wild flowers.
A storm had been gathering all the az
ternoon, but SO quietly that the excur-
sionisis had not noticed it. Suddenly o
thick heavy cloud overspread the sky,
and loud thunder peal sounded the
alarm.
Come, Johnny, cried Dora, we will be
caught in the storm. Et E II
Wait y minute, guess il don't rain
quick as e lhuders. think I've found
a squirrels nest.
NblDCg w hiu'A EVs
Johnny started reluctantly. They
we're far up the rsvine, the storm came
quickly, aud when they reached the
Prophets rock the rain was beginning to
fall rapidly. Dora saw that il was im-
possible to go on, the wind almost lifted
her from her feet, aud the rain would
soon be binding. She looked about for
shelter, and discovering ledge of rocks
protected by thick bushes, she and John
ny crept closely under them
I'm sorry we come, said poor johnny,
now the train viii 10 and leave us.
Maybe the train will stop so that we
eau get there IN time, answered Dora,
cheerily; If il don't, we can go on the
regular train at seven.
The storm increased in fury. The wind
ragged along tlle valley like wild beast
let loose, the rain dashed down in rlvu-
lets, the flashes of lightning were blind
ing in their brightness, and the thunder
peals shook the bluffs. Dora heard the
excursion train leave, and the seven
O'Clock train also, yet she dared not face
the furious storm. After dark the wind
lulled, and the rain slight drizzle. Dora
and Johnny crawled out and tried to
look around. #H
We can 90 over TO town, can't we? he
asked. We can cross on the s'pension
bridge.
1t is SO dark, fear that we could not
find the bridge, and il we did did we
could not walk over safely.
She called several times in hope of OBJ
tanning assistance, but the roaring and
rushing Of the Tippecanoe, then swollen
to the dimensions of a small river, over
powered ber voice.
guess we will have to camp ont to-
night, turning toward their place Of re-
I fuge.
The bears win get us, cried Johnny,
terrified
ONO. the bears were all killed, long
ago.
Ign so cold and hungry, aud | want to
go home, he sobbed, pititully.
4 know, my dear, but we must be very
brave tonight; well play we are hunters
searching for famous white deer aud we
got caught in the storm, and lost our pro-
visions and wen tell long stories IN
camp. I'll tell YOU story, then you
must iel me one.
She commenced long, wonderful
story, aud in half an hour Johnny had
forgotten his troubles in sleep
Dora was chilled, aud cramped, and
i tired, aud hungry. The suffering and
heartsche of the day had unslrung every
nerve aud rendered them so sensitive
that her whole being throbbed with pain.
T The fatigue aud excitement Of the storm
had weakened her 10 exhaustion, the
dread darkness and loneliness oppressed
her, and no longer compelled to keep ~
brave appearance for Johuuy's sake, she
sobbed and shivered like sick, weary
. child.
4 The wind surged aud moaned with Q
human pathos IN its minor key. To bel
strained, excited hearing, ihe slowly
, falling rain sounded like the dropping o
! clods on coflin-lid, and The rushing Tip
) pecanoe like cataract. Through tn
Z darkness aud rain size could zee The light
n the viiiage, aud her Imagination pic
tnred The warmth, and shelter, aud low
: they represented,
A thousand memories Of PRANK good
q nsss, and love, aud tenderness rushei
/. through her mind 10 quick succession.
II Frank werc only here, she walled