Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1877-02-22
A Brave Girl.

while travelling through Canada, ar
rived about nightfall at an old fash
tened tavern. The gentleman con-
eluded to stop there instead Of going
on 10 the village offs, which WAS
ten miles distant, and which they
hxA thought 10 reach.
The daughter expressed
her willingness, as the tavern pre-
sented q comfortable appearance.
and they alighted, when it was plain
ly 10 be seen that the gentleman WAS
quite lame, 30 much 90 that he was
obliged to use cane.
The landlord came out, and call
irg boy to take the horse and sleigh
90 the barn, he. ushered Mr.. Spencer
and his daughter into pleasant sit
tinx-room. where bright Are was
burning on the hearth, which proved
very acceptable to our travellers, who
had been in the sleigh since morning.
"Your room will be ready by sup
per time, sir" said the landlord rs
no left the room and went into the
Ga--room.
Supper was shortly announced,
aad after refreshing themselves, Mr..
Spencer and Carrie returned to the
eoxy sitting-room, where they talked
and chatted until half-past eight.
They we're shown to their roam,
which was on the second story, in u
wing somewhat distant from the
main portion.
The room was very long, with .
high ceiling. On oLe aide was
window aud on the other door.
Just above the door was n bust OF
King George III.
The room was very plainly fur
Eished, containing two beds, wash
Sand and a few chairs.
Carrie took in the whole room, ut
q glance, and it must be confessed,
had there not been q cheerful fire
burning, she would have felt nervous
about sleeping there. As it was the
warm glow lit up the room into
comparative cheerfulncss.
While she and her father sat by
the ere, her eyes wandered to the
bast above the door, when she no.
ticed that the eye-balls had evidently
been knocked out, leaving two emp
ty spaces.
"Well, Carrie. said Mr.. Spencer,
presently, I think you had better
sARt the door, I am going to count
ny money!"
After Carrie had done 80, he drew
ont . money-belt, heavy with bills,
and proceeded to count them.
While doing SO, Carries eyes in
voluntarily wandered to the bust,
whsp, 20 her horror and astonlsh-
Ensnt, Ia place Of the empty spaces
were two glittering eyes, greedily
watching every movement OK her
father.
The young girl could scarcely re-
press a scream but, controlling
herself, she looked towards the FIRE,
uhAe her father went ON counting
large roll Of bills.
"I must have been mistaken"
tAcaght the fair girl. "What could
make me have such strange fancy,
though 2" she continued, glaneing
again at the bust.
The eyes were still there-two
Sarning. savage eyes. that brighten
OH as Mr.. Spencer went on counting.
s'Good heavens ~ thought Carrie,
''what shall we do? We are evident
ly In den Of thieves, aud will get |
murdered for my poor fathers mon
ey.
uow communicate their danger
% her father without those terrible
eyes noticing 10. Carrie could not |
shiok. Suddenly bright idea came
60 her.
''Father, )" she said, aloud, '4et
rae take q card and pencil, I wish TO !
sGAke memorandum OF GONE items |!
I wish to purchase in the village"
Her father handed them TO her,
after slowing away his belt. Carrie
wrote, tremblingly, in d fine hand
.eFather, do not be frightened I; i
We are ia . trap. Go In the oppo-
rite corner OF the room, where your
face will he IN the dark, and look at
tho bust above the door. In 1t you
will see two glittering ewes that have
watched you count yonr money"
.sRead IT," she said, aloud, hand
fnz the card 10 her father. ST want |
you 10 see X ! am too extrayagant. '"i
Ter father betrayed no emotion
while he read, but said
"Yor ara pretty extravagant,
Carrie. I SHppose you think your
father Is made Of money )" and he
sYose and went 10 the washstand, !
which was In tho dark corner.