The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1879-11-28

Inc great ROCKY canon lay close DeIOre
Measles and her mamma, and the sound of the
rushing waters came up dismally to their
senses as they prepared to take few moments
of rest after their toilsome journey over the
foothills and up the mountain side. There
was one particular spot mamma always visited
when she came this way. Away back in the
distant past she remembered how her own
childhood had been woven in with the legends
and relics of Indian life and warfare She was
the daughter of pioneer, and had found
many tokens OF the savage race amid the tall
grass and tangled woods of Illinois, and romped
and raced in their hard-beaten trails, or gath
cred blocks Of charred wood from the midst Of
their deserted camp-fires. Their long, feathery
arrows lay scattered over the foothills that
arose by the eide of her new home, and up in
the timber, near the brink of the canon, she
had found a wild spot, where series of rude
mounds, with stakes interviewer above them,
told plainly that come of the tribe lay buried
there, of which now and then a scattering band
remained troublesome. Not more than q year
before bad the aunty Measles loved so well,
then on visit at rancho many miles away,
been obliged to stand sentinel during the dead
or night, herself q hostess, in q tremor of fear,
lest the band the pioneers had determined to
vanquish, if possible, ere it reached their
homes should divide nd creep stealthily upon
them unawares.
Mamma and Measles had picked their way
through brakes and brambles, and over logs
and rocks until the mounds were reached, aud
the dash OF the foaming waters was close at
hand. Brushing the decayed leaves from the
trunk OF gnarled oak, mamma seated herself
and drew Measles down upon the green moss
beside her. For wonder the child's hands
were empty, for they had seen many beautiful
punches of bloom, but on this lovely morning
the cry had been. @Tawberrieth, mamma, taw-
berriethl" and the buds and blossoms that
nodded a greeting as they passed seemed to
wonder at the unusual forbearance and the
listless sway OF the restless hands.
Tawberrieth, mamma, tawberrieth. Addie
wanth thome veal bad, her dceth."
They are not ripe enough yet, dear. One
of these fine days papa will take us out in the
wagon over to the edge of the big marsh, and
we'll have a grand time eating strawberries,
won't we, dear?"
q deth tho, mamma; and will aunty do wild
my pity birdth nethty"
"No; Charlie and Ned Williams will not 60
They are too boisterous and ungovernable
what maketh title boyth tho naughty, man.
MAJ with dey wath dirlth, 1 do.
Because their parents are not careful enough
with their training. / fear they do not always
tell them the truth"
@Do 90 alluth tell me de truf, mamma,
alluth?"
Il mean to, dear. When have l missed it,
Dolly?r
"Deth title while ado % thaid oo'd booth
Addieth earth, but 90 didn't"
Unless she stopped jerking so on mammals
arm. My little girl became peaceable a
laIub Immediately, and saved her ears Mann
ma ought not TO have threatened such pun
ishment as that for she ia always careful about
injuring her baby's head. But am afraid Mrs.
Williams forgets TO even pinch her children's
ears, which mode of furnishing can do no last
ing harm"
"Addie don't lite to be pinthed, her DON'T
Then che must always mind what mamma
tells her. She's pretty good GIRL only little
needless and forgetful sometimes"
"Oh, mamma thee darl" and the tireless
feet scampered to messy hillock short dis
lance away In moment she was back again.
with an ungainly bug clasped tightly in her
hand
"Throw it away, dear 1t is a nasty pinch
bug. See how it clings to your apron
Therel"
The little hands shivered moment as they
released their hold; then the blue eyes sought
the face that was bending 80 watchfully above
her.
aDo de bid budth pinth de little budth earth
when da it'll naughty title dirlth?"
The demure look and the earnest question
were too much for mammals gravity TO with
stand, and for a moment her silvery laugh
startled the happy soDgsters overhead and
went ringing out across the dusky canon. Only
eagerly into her lap, and, pointing little way
up the gulch, exclaimed ia terror, "Ihee de back
man obe- yonder, mamma, thee him." One
glance, and the color forsook her cheeks, for,
across the cSnon, sitting upon his massive
launches and gazing warily over at his neigh
bors, she beheld bear The Indians were
forgotten; the music of the birds no longer
charmed her ear; the clinging brakes aud
brambles held no terrors for her, as, with
Measles grasped beneath her arm, she sped
toward home. Had che stopped to consider
moment she would have seen there was no i'm
mediate danger, for there was an impossible
gulf between them.
sWilliam," she gasped, as she reached home
and found him snoring upon the lounge,
there's an elephant, or rhinoceros, or
crocodile or a bear, across the canon, up by
the mounds Go and kill him, do"
what shoot gun on Sunday, SabraY"
mo matter about the day. He may devour
YOUR baby il you let him live"
sMy wife and baby both. POUNDS! Well,
then, the better the day the better the deed"
@Papa done to till de back man up in de
woodth. aunty," Addie cried, dancing out into
the woodshed where she was reading. %Addie
and mamma wunned and wunned; didn't we,
mammal"
But there was no firing on the Sabbath, after
all. for Mr. Bruin had taken to his heels and
papa looked gloomy enough as he placed his
pr1n i'm the corner, for IL was the charm of
bear-huntipg that had led him to wander from
the States and settle amid the wilds of Oregon
As yet his faith had been poorly rewarded.
ORLENA.
chicago Ill.