Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1878-06-26
A BRAVE GIRL.


and his daughter, a young lad
while travelling through Canad
arrived about nightfall at an oil,
fashioned tavern. The gentlema
concluded to stop there instead
going on to the village of S.
which was ten miles distant, an
which they had thought to reacl
The daughter-Carlie--
her willingness, as the tavern had
comfortable appearance, and the
alighted, when it was plainly to b
seen that the gentleman was quit
lame, so much SO that he wa
obliged to use a cane.
The landlord came out, and call
ing boy to take the horse anC
sleigh to the barn, he ushered Mr.
Spencer and his daughter into /,
pleasant sitting room, where {
bright fire was burning on the
hearth, which proved very accept
able to our travellers, who had been
in the sleigh. since morning.
"Your room will be ready by
supper time, sir" said the landlord,
as he left the room and went into
the bar-room.
Supper was shortly announced,
and after refreshing themselves,
Mr.. Spencer and Carrie retired to
the coy sitting room, where they
talked and chatted until half
past eight. They were then shown
to their room, which was in the
second story, in wing somewhat
distant from the main portion.
The room was very long, with
g high ceiling. On one side was a
window, and on the other a door.
Just above the door was a bust Of
King George III. The room was
plainly furnished, containing two
beds, a wash-stand and a few
chairs.
Carrie took in the whole room
at a glance, and it must be con-
fessed, had there not been cheer
ful fire burning, she would have
felt nervous about sleeping there.
AS it was, the warm glow lit up the
room into comparative cheerful
ness.
While she and her father sat by
the fire her eyes wandered to the
bust above the door, when she no.
ticed that the eyeballs had evident
ly been knocked out, leaving two
empty spaces.
"Well, Carrie said Mr.. Spencer
presently, 81 think you had better
lock the door. | am going to
count my money"
After Carrie had done so, he
drew out money-belt, heavy with
bills, and proceeded to count them.
While doing so, Carries eyes in
VOLUNTARILY wandered again to the
bust, when, to her horror and
establishment, in place of the empty
spaces were two glittering eyes,
greedily watching every movement
of her father.
The young lady could scarcely
repress a scream, but controlling
herself she looked toward the fire.
while her father went on counting
a large roll of bills. 81 must have
been mistaken, thought the fair girl.
"What could make me have such a
strange fancy, though 7" she con-
tinued, glancing again at the bust.
The eyes were still there-two
burning, savage eyes, that bright
eDed as Mr.. Spencer went on
counting.
"Good Heavensl" thought Carrie,
"What shall we do? We are
evidently in den of thieves. and
will be murdered for my poor
fathers money"
How to communicate their dan +,
ger to her father without those
.errible eyes noticing it. Carrie
could not think. Suddenly a bright /,
dea came to her.
Father she said, aloud, 'let
ne take card and pencil. / wish
ID to make memorandum Of some
TENS | want to purchase in the
village.
Her father banded them TO her, :
Ifter slowing away bis belt. Carrie 8
wrote trembIingly, In q fine hand: y
"Father, do not be frightened, :
We are in o trap. Go in the. OPP
,osite corner Of the room, where y
our face will be in the dark, and q