The Russellville Democrat., 1881-04-28
WARES HUNTING PARTY.
Leaves From Ills Cousin sally's Diary.
BY MARY E. MoFFsr.

III ullN etiiNl hO NOtA Oll dll Ift available beaux who might have made his absence endurable. Aunt Freleiph feels just as l do about it. 1 am sure, all though she is too loyal to say so. Ware being her only son, just winds her around his little finger when he has point to gain, and when once she has given her consent to any of his wild plans horses wouldn't drag anything against it out of her lips. Well, must say admire it in her though it would be perfect luxury to me to go over and see her and have a good grumble
 Feb. 1. Found auntic full of plans for some poor families, and she set me to work cutting out tlanne!s, and doing lots of other things against the meeting of the "Glenville Sewing Society" of which aunte is president, aud whose funds are largely supplied by her own dear self I wonder if Ray Carleton keeps diary, and if he ever puts my name in it. Mill ly Grosvenor has been doing her best since he went with Cousin Ware on that horrid hunting party, to make me be. leve that he is sweet on her sister Cecy. But l don't imagine he'd look at her. She is too bleached out in her complex ion, eyes, hair, etc, to attract him. lie htjlutS Nldi IA tNGS anu ildlT, di iSdSi 80 he has told me lots of times. For my part, l think Cecy is just as pretty as girl needs to be. 1 was only copying af. fer Ray when l said ''bleached out" I wonder If any gentleman ever says one thing to one girl, and different one that is-well 1 can't exactly explain what I mean, so 1 won't finish my sen tence. Of one thing, though, I feel sure. md tbot iS thot Paw r,auay ,NaiJ ,,,a , compliment unless he really meant it. He's too blunt to be deeeitful. do so admire an outspoken person. But 1 must not loiter over my writing any longer, for auntie expects me to come over and help her again. So, good. bye, little book, for to-day.
 Feb. ,. Such dreadful thing has happened. Auntie is nearly crazy, and & gloom is over everything. The hunt ing party are all home but Cousin Ware. He became separated from them, and, after fruitless searches, they at last gave up all hopes of finding him alive, and so came home with the terrible tidings Think of it that bright-spirited, hand some youth to die alone in that snow- covered, desolate wildernessl If they had had one half the pluck they ought lp nave HIlONii1 iJCOl " alC NOulo IlSlft been found either alive or dead. don't ever want to set eyes on Ray Carleton's face again. He should have found Ware or died beside him.
 Feb. 10. How leadeniy the days drag on! I never thought what a difference i; made in the looks of things to carry heavy heart in ones breast I absolute ly shiver when the sun shines, for 1 think of poor Ware. and wonder where he is lying, and--but my thoughts are too dreadful even to speak, much less to write down! 1 have met Ray Carleton, but have only given him the coldest of bows and passed on. l had such lofty ideas with regard to his faithfulness and yalor, and it makes the rebound all the greater A man who would come away and leave his comrade to die is not the one to take into your heart, even if it should break in the effort not to love him. Auntie is perfect angel! In all her own deep sorrow and distress she has not an unkind thought toward those who came away and left Ware to his fate. She chides me in her gentle way for feeling as l do, but can't help 1t. The sight of her sweet, pale lace and fearful eyes, makes me feel like wicked sinner; but the angry thoughts will nots be exercised. l met Ray again yester- day, and he looked at me with such wistful, pleading expression that l had to draw my vail over my face to hide the swift-coming tears. He looks pale and worn. l wonder if he suffers in his mind as he thinks of Ware? They were great friends, and when one saw Ware they were sure to look for his double, as Ray was called. Maybe. l have been too hard upon him. What if his sorrow for his lost comrade is equal to mine? But it can't be, for blood is thicker than water, and poor Ware and l are own Cousins-I mean were. Oh, my heart feels as though 1t would burst. l
 Feb. p. Ray has gone away. If l 1 had only been q little kinder to him l should have saved myself an additional heart ache; for since it is too late to make up friends 1 have heard all about the | noble way he acted with regard to Ware. | A party of Indian braves had become dlsatieCted with the management of af- fairs at the Agency and had started forth on the war-path. Just after Ware be- 1 came separated from his companions | word was brought that they had struck | the trail of the party and meant to do | them mischief. Preparations were at | once made to thwart their plans by | nasty departure; aud all but Ray were | eager to reach a place of safety. But he | was determined to continue the search, | come what would, In this dilemma | force was resorted to, and his compan- l ions absolutely bound him hand and foot | and took turns in carrying him until | they reached a settlement. Milly Gros- | ronor told me this and 10 make me feel | still worse said also, that Ray felt very | much humilated at what had occurred, | and was absolutely ashamed to look any one in the face. Just as if he could | help being so slight in his build" added | Mllly, that the boys could handle him | a- easy as a baby"
 So that is why Ray looked at me so shameiacedly, and yet never came near me to explain l suppose he thought scorncd him for not being able to hold hls own against all those great strong | fellows. An, no, Ray; it was because l Thought you an unfaithful, lukewarm | searcher after your lost friend! And | now l cannot even tell you l am sorry, | for they say you are to be away for an | Indefinite time, and that may mean for | years. l mean to lock up my diary and | not look at it again; for Eve nothing to | write about now that all is so sad, and | and-lIay is gone!
 May g. Come forth, little confdant and let me tell you the good news. It is Just three months to q day since l put | }on away, never thinking to care to look | upon your pages again. But all IS