The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-03-08

kind of prolonged howl.
l raised my head to listen-so
did aunt.
"What was that?" she whispered.
30, nothing but another loon," I
answered, as calmly as could, but
1 knew very we'll it was not a
loon.
Eor o few moments all was still.
Again the same unearthly sound
broke the stiffness of the night.
This time it seemed nearer-a long
dismal howl.
The children's aunt rose to a sit
ting posture. The English nurse
asked in frightened whisper, "In-
dians, eh?" "Panther, eh?"
Nonsense" returned I. "There
are no panthers here, and as for In
dians, there isn't a red man within
a thousand miles," Here I stop.
ped. My hair was braided down
my back in a Chinese pig-tail, and
it seemed to rise straight in the
air as gust of wind brought to
our ears a third howl, followed by a
chorus Of unearthly yelps.
We sprang to our feet. I felt
some one pulling at my dress and
heard Rob's yoice-the oldest boy
was fast asleep: "What is it,
auntie? is it wolff" Then I
knew that his eyes were as big as
,butter.plates..
"Whatever it is it shall not hurt
you, dear" saida I, putting one
men. | on his shoulder, and feeling
The the other for the rife which
ltsnanef the gentlemen had placed in
usual rner of the tent that very af-
sible hunt, where is the rife?'
Real End aunt, who had a horror of
,zere nne ms, confessed that 'Fonly few
duringents before she had carried
d; It of the tent and laid it down
in 'sMe bushes with the butt end to-
Pros4 the camp.
son, But it wasn't loaded" l replied
8, San holly.
silNell, dear, rifles 60 off some
WORKS when they amt loaded" she
rSt4ewered.
I knew by this that aunt was
very nervous or she never would
have made such foolish speech.
"Our last hope is gone theI," I
said with a groan. "Now keep
LII -. roi.-rv 80
still 20. B. and L. @. Fellers, Jan; 80,
Perh 200 acres in No. 9, bounced by
O; Pat Bowers and Others, S2,1OO.
aloIi, ION Brooks to Amelia BROOKS,
ing SIS, 1893, 103 acres IN NO: o. Z. ::
Trded by lands of 6. 6. De"ait
-,thers, rominal price.
EngtzabeGhJ j. Lake and Lucy Y. Long
lone to Sarah A. Longshore, Dec. %,
e'' 49a acres in No. 6, bounded by
her of J. B. Floyd and others, $3.50
aoairzabeth j. Lake and Sarah a
shore to Lucy G. 1ongshore'
be %. 1882, 49a acres in NO. .
faint ded by lands OF j. b. Floyd ant
anytfcy c. Longshore and Sarah A
"Hshore to Elizabeth j. Lake, Dec
uroSS2. so acres in No. 6, bounded D,
we of J. B. Floyd and others, s3oU
what q Wheeler to Mary vEHEG959SS 9S
cracking and rustiing Of twigs, the
noize OF long leaps through the
underbrush, and then, oh, horror
the sound of animals rushing madly
around the tents. The children's
aunt had been peeping through a
small hole in one side Of the
tent.
'.Look! for mercy's sake, look p
she gasped.
put my eyes close to the tent
and there, rushing wildly about,
were four great, lean, shaggy
brutes! By the light of the camp
fire I could see their glittering
eyes, red tongues and sharp white
teeth.
| l drew back in horror. TRY
the tin pan,'' said I.
Rob beat lively tattoo with the
pudding stick. For moment the
patter of paws ceased, only to be-
gin again more madly' than be-
fore.
20, dear!'' moaned aunt in de-
spair, "Any decent would wolf
have been afraid of a camp fire,
to say nothing of such a racket as
this
She seized the oar and put her
self in a war-like attitude.
Just then one of the creatures
outside brushed against the tent,
while another ran shifting about and
even ventured his nose under the
canvas flaps.
Something must be done," ex.