The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1877-01-25
A BRAVE GIRL.
by N. NJ.

In the winter of 1912 a gentlema,
and his daughter, young lady, while
travelling through Canada, arrived
about nightfall at an old fashioned tav
ern. The gentleman concluded te
stop there instead of going to the vii
lage of S., which was ten miles
distant. and which they had thought
to reach.
The daughter. Carrie, expressed hel
willingness, as the tavern presented 8
comfortable appearance, and they
ahghted, when it was plain to be seen
that the gentleman was quite lame, SC
much SO that he was obliged to use a
cane.
The landlord came out, and calling
a boy to take the horse and sleigh 10
the barn, he ushered Mr.. Spencer and
his daughter into a pleasant sitting
room, where bright fire was burning
on the hearth, which proved very &C.
ceptable to our travellers, who had
been in the sleigh since morning.
your room will be ready by sup
per time, SIR said the landlord, as he
left the room.
Supper was announced, and after
refreshing themselves, Mr.. Spencer
and Carrie returned to the cozy Sit
ting room, where they chattetl unit.
half past eight.
They were then shown up to their
room, which was on the second floor,
and somewhat distant from the main
portion of the building.
The room was very long, with high
ceiling. On one side was a window,
and on the other door.
just above the door was q bust of
King George III.
The room was very plainly furnish
ed, containing two beds, washstand
and few chairs.
Carrie took in the whole room at
glance, and it must be confessed that,
had there not been a cheerful fire
burning, she would have felt nervous
about sleeping there. AS it was, the
warm glow lit up the room with com
parative cheerfulness.
While she and her father sat before
the fire, her eyes wandered to the bust
above the door, when she noticed that
The eye-balls had evidently been
knocked out, leaving two empty spac-
-.
well, Carrie said Mr.. Spencer, Il |
expect you had better lock the door, l |
want to look over my money
lie then drew out money belt, fill |
ID with bills, and proceeded to count
hem.
While we was doing so, Carries |
eyes involuntarily wandered again to
he bust, when, to her horror and as
in place of the two empty
sockets, two glittering eyes were visi-
ole,g edily watching every movement
Of her father.
The young girl could scarcely re-
press scream but controlling herself
she looked toward the fire, while her
father continued to manipulate his
Il must have been mistaken tho't
the fair girl. 'What could make me
have such strange fancy, though p
she continued, glancing again at the
bust.
The eyes were still there-two saw
age, burning eyes, that frightened as
Mr.. Spencer went on counting his
Good IIeavensv thought Carrie
what shall we do? We are evidently
II den of thieves, and will be mur.
lered Tor nv poor fathers money!
Iiow to communicate their danger
o her father without being detected by
hose terrible eyes, Carrie couldn't
himk. Suddenly a bright idea came
o her.
Father she said, aloud, 'let me take
card and pencil. | wish to make a
Of some items | would
ike to purchase in the village
Her father handed them to her, af-
er slowing away the belt. She wrote
in fine hand:
Father. do not be frightened; we
re in trap. Go i'm the opposite cor
Ter of the room where your face will
'e in the dark, and look at the bust
.bove the door. In it you will sec
wO glittering eyes that have watched
'ou counting your money
Read it, she said, aloud, handing
he card to her father. Il want to see
f you think am too extravaganza
Her father betrayed ne emotion as
le read, but said:
You arc pretty eXtravagant, Carrie.
suppose you think your father ismadc
If money! and he arose and went to
he washstand, which was in a dark
Once there, he glanced toward the
'ust, and that glance confirmed his
laughter's extraordinary statement.
When he came back to his seat, Car
lie saw that the eyes were gone.