The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1880-12-02


Hes ia the Methodist church, sald KITTY
Course He is. said Ted. and with hi
comforting thought thcy wers soon Asleep
Morning came earlier ia the woods thai
10 lbe quiet bedrooms a. home. Bird
we're tsitierihg Around The little camp he
fote sunrise. the hreeze blew noisil,
through the lev hanging branches, an,
the ehildrsn we're awake before The nigh
shadows were quite gone
papall lie sure 10 fad as today, sait
Kitty after they had erawled ou. Of thei
nest We must have ali the smigrAut fal
We can for ven only be Ted and Kit,
after We got home.
What do emigrants have for their break
fast, wondery asked Ted,
! oh, they look around for things
Sometimes they have just butternuts,
guess, answered Kitty while she slipped
on her shoes
| 50 Kitty who was nice tidy girl about
everything looked around until she found
a clean aat rock for table; and while they
were gathering their breakfast from the
nearest hut,ernut trees. they came across
a tiny little spring that bubbled out from
under ledge, and slipped away down
the mountain side
Oh, isn't it cute? said Kitty. Wen
build our cabin right here, and well play
this is our water power, and build mill
too. III be Mr. Brown, and you may be
the Co Brown 4 Co., you know.
After good drink Of the clear, cold
water from a cup made OF Eastwood leaf,
they washed faces and hands, and went to
the fat rock for breakfast. The butter
nuts were not quite ripe; they stained fin.
gers, and they were hard to crack--with
just stone for hammer there were
''lots OF them, as Ted had requested.
All the long, bright forenoon they
worked about their water power putting
up an extensive mill of stones and sticks,
and having no trouble at all, except when
Ted got tired Of being called &C.," and
insisted on being Mr. Brown part Of the
time at least, in spite Of Kittys argument
that the youngest ought always to be called
Co
SO. about one o'clock when their father
and uncle were galloping here and there
in search Of them, they wers sitting at the
rock table cracking more nuts, and listen
ing proudly to the mimic roar of the wa
ter going over the dam they had just com
pleted.
Sometimes they heard faint echoes aud
queer hootings otfin the distance. Wen
play it's Indians, and we're hiding from
them, said Kitty, never dreaming that all
the men in the neighborhood Of her home
were hunting and hallowing through the
forest for two very lost children. Once,
when the shouts were quite near, the
echoes mixed up things so, that Kitty was
almost afraid, and drew her brother into
the shelter Of some thick bushes. II
sounds like crazy man, she said.
After awhile the noise slowly died away
down the mountain side, and the woods
seemed more comfortable to Kitty. But
sunset drew near, and still there came no
cheerful fathcr-voice. The supper Of but. |
ternuts was not very jolly one. Ted
tried to be brave. but finally he dropped |
his face into his elbow and walled forth.
/ want some bread and butter and cried
loud and long.
If we only had mother, sobbed Kitty,
after Ted's cries had hushed little, we
could make fire and-and maybe find
to roast.
Ted stopped crying by trying very hard
and began to examine his pockets.
The prospect Of bonfire is cheering
even to hungry boy. First dull jack
knife was laid on the rock. then two nails,
then little rusty hinge, then piece Of
slate pencil, then brass button with an
eagle on it, then more slate pencil, then
piece of string wound into ball, and
then half Of match the end that would
not gol Then happily he thought Of his
inside pocket, and the hole that was in it
Feeling along the lining If liz jacket
here IN its corner was something which
night be-yes, il was matchl
We won't care very much about it any
way, said experienced KITTY, and then it
will be more apt 10 burn. Nevertheless,
I
.fter they had piled up some. dry leaves, !
nd laid birch quirls aud small sticks over !
he top, she struck the match across the {
ole OF her shoe, shielded il with her hand .
nd watched it auxiously. The little blue I
ight quiyered, paled, almost went out and t
hen Ieaped cheerfully upon dry leaf, !
nd IN an instant the pile was alive with i
maps and sparkles, and dancing flames.
he children gave quite merry shout.
Aud now what1l we roast? said poor
Fed
We must fix the fire so il won't spread .
rst, said Kitty; and she carefully scraped
way all the leaves and sticks that were
ear. Then she took her brothers hand
I'd started 70 look for she hardly knew :
hat, but trying with all her motherly lit.
Ie heart TO think Of something likely 10
c found in such woods. .
Sour grapes roasted wouldn't be very
ice, bnt maybe they'd be sort Of relish.
on know Ted; aud she stopped by tree 8
vergrown With wild grapes aud began 3
'oklng for the not very tempting clusters. Il
Why, here are some that are nearly ripe
aally purple little. n
snddenly something alive sprang out Of :
be the brambles at their feet aud whirred y
way with tremendous rush. r
It's partridge nest. kures you live .
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