Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1877-01-10
Which was the Hero.
BY HELM FORREST GRAVES.

"It's too provokingr' said Kate
Windsor.
She stood on the edge of a moss COW
cred precipice, impatiently swinging
her tarlatan-covered hat by one of its
blue ribbon strings, while her eyes
sparkled with very becoming impa-
tience.
"There's never any comprehending
you women," said Sidney, her little
lame brother, who was reclining COM
fort,bly on a grassy natural couch try
ing to sketch the outlines of pictur-
esaue mass of rocks in the distance.
at was only yesterday you were COM
planning because il was so dismally
lonely here; and now as Charley Lovel
Is smoking at the tent-door-as cousin
Eben Harrison has just sent word he'll
be up on the evening stage-you're
looking as sober as if the notice had
came for you TO attend your own fune-
raj"
"Then they needn't come both at
once" replied Kate.
"NOw don't be a goose, sis!" said
Sidney. with provoking elevation OF
his eyebrows. Take the world as
you find it, and be thankful"
Charley Lovel's well enough" said
Kate. ''He always knows how to
make himself entertaining. But cousin
Eben,''
cousin Eben's a capital good fel-
low" said Sidney.
GOOD =" scOrnfully echoed Kate, Oh
don't deny that. But he is such a
great awkward, sheepish fellow, with
no more manners than one of his short
horn cattler'
EVERY man can't belong to the
Seventh Regiment" caustically re-
marked Sydney, ''and board at the
Fifth Avenue Hotel. And TO my hum
BILE taste Eben Harrison is a better
companion than Captain Lowell"
Tastes differ" said pretty Kate,
with her nose in the air.
Miss Windsor, with her dearly be-
loved school-mate, Ida Lennox, her
middle-aged aunt Margaret and her
sixteen-year-o brother, not TO men,
ton flighry French maid, were
spending the hot weeks of July and
August at a pretty little one-stCry cot
tage, just on the edge of the trackless
wiIdernesses that skirt the base of the
Adirondack Mountains.
Kate liked il, because the plan was
so different from the beaten track OF
Saratoga or Cape May. Mrs. Lennox
and sydney liked it, because it was so
wild and romantic. Aunt Margaret
sanctioned il, because it was so cheap,
and Gabrielle, the French maid, dis
approved of it altogether.
.'Heavens!' ~ cried Gabrielle, clasp
ing her hands, .'but what a lonely
place. Bears, wolves, catamounts!"
"Nonsense, Gabrielle.' cried Kate.
Sand brigands Of the mountains, not
to say burglars" added Gabrielle, lu-
gubriously. "Ah, mademoiselle may
be very sure that no good will come of
it-'
sH'u risk that" said Miss Windsor,
indiferently. .-
Captain Lovel thought it was like
glimpse OF Arcadia. AT least so he
said, with his most polished bow and
fascinating smile, while poor Eben
Harrison stood by, awkward and silent.
''What lout," whispered Ida Len
nos confidentially.
.'Oh, he isn't that" said Kate, un-
willingly compelled to come to the
rescue in behalf of her unlucky cousin.
"Only you see there isn't bit of polish
about him."
And poor Eben himself. He felt,
vaguely, that he was at disadvantage
in the polished, courteous presence of
the Seventh Regiment captain, and he
comprehended dimly that they all de-
spised him, except honest Sidney.
al wish / had stayed at home," said
Eben TO himself. sits pretty plain
that I'm not wanted here"
But for the lie of him, Eben Harrison
could not tear himself away from the
fatal fascination of Kate Windsor s
presence.
''I'n 20 to- morrow" said Eben to
himself, "and then Captain Lovel can
have matters all to himself. Confusion
seize his smooth tongue and ready
smile. And the stories he tells so
glibly about Antietam and Bull Run
and the battles he has fought in
Not one word of which stories did
Mr.. Harrison believe.
s'Oh, you needn't be afraid!" said
the captain, when some allusion was
made to the gang of burglars, who were
just at that period infesting the yicin-
age. 81 assure you there's no possible
cause for apprehension, Miss Windsor
but unfortunately" said Kate,
Gabrielle was foolish enough 70 tell the