The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1881-09-16

want to tell you about something
that happened many years ago in the
town Of Nantucket.
Quite on the brow Of the highest hill
stood curious old-fashioned mill. the
sails Of which were 80 long that they
nearly touched the ground. and Of
course they rose almost IS high above
the top Of the mill when they were
whirled up BY the wind.
Near this old windmill the miller
lived. with his wife and two children.
John was sturdy, sun-browned boy.
two years older than Dorothy, but he
was very good and gentle TO her. for he
loved his sister dearly. and spent much
Of his time playing with her. They
were always happy together, and in
summer. when the weather was fine.
they used TO sail tiny boat on one Of
the many ponds Their little craft was
not French toy with painted hull and
gay streamcrs. but plain affair which
their father had made for them in the
long evenings, and il had : coarse bit
OF cotton for sail. But that did not
matter. No. indeed. They tied q
string az either end, and Is the ponds
were very shallow, they waded about,
pulling it merrily from side 10 side.
using all kinds Of real ship names and
words. which they had learned from
the sailors.
SO the summers few away until. alas,
John was thought old enough 20 be sent
TO school. and poor little Dorothy was
left to play all alone. She was help
full little girl. and saved the mother
many steps Still. she found her play
time very dull. because she didn't care
any longer for the boat
AT last she began going with her
father 20 the mill; and AL day she fitted
about as busy as bee. and hunlming
as cheerliy.
Sometimes she would lie on the grass
and watch the mill. sails as they swept
slowly down. and rose again on the
other Substituting all sorts Of odd
thoughts about them. One day while
she was Iazily watching them. she had
bright idea What fun! Springing
up. she waited for sail 70 come within
her reach. aud caught il. holding on
until il lifted her of her feet, and then
she let 20 and seized another. until she
was tired. Day after day she amused
herself thus; and when Saturday came
she brought John to see the sport.
She had become too well acquainted
with her great friend. the mill. to have
any fear Of II. and each time she trusted
herself TO its arms she let them carry
her little higher. 50 that she began to
zee long way Of, over the land and
the ocean.
What heroine she must seem TO her
brother she thought --f for he had never
tried il. not once Elated BY her sue
cess, she sprang upon the sail for last
ride, a. Il was dinner-timc- Looking
back over her shoulder TO see the effect
Of her daring upon John, she clung 4
little longer than she meant 70, and IN
. twinkling she found that she could
zee farther away than she had ever
dreamed.
There was the harbor. with its white
sails set % dry. She could look away
down into the town. and see the people
in the streets.
There, too. was the Sankety Head
light. 90 far away: now she must be -
high ~ the tall lighthouse. Thorough
" frightened. vet not daring 20 let 60
q this dizzy height. she began TO cry.
She saw her mother coming TO call
them 70 dinner. and she thought, poor
little girl. II shall never see my dear
mother again
Higher and still higher she flew, her
dress floating out on the wind, and
her poor little heart nearly bursting