The Red Cloud chief., 1886-09-10
FRIGHTENED AT LAST.
n Boastful Young Lady Is Made
Quito Sheepish.

$50 you think Won had better 20,
PRISCILLA" said Mrs. Alden, looking
anxiouoly out Of the window. 1.-The
suns getting low. and the butcher said
to-day that "a tramp had been seen
hanging about Triphammcr."
Tramp, wonder what "A tramp is
like? wou!dn'ta bit mind seeing one"
She had a piquant face. cncirclcd by
a tangIe Of golden-brown hair, over
which she was carefully adjusting a
Fancy Burney hat. pceping at herself
meanwhile IN the antique mirror which
hung on the sitting-room wall. Her
figure waE slight. and there was a
marked resemblance between mother
and daughter. though the hazel eyes of
the latter had a frank. dauntlcss look
which those of the mother lacked.
IL wish Won were not quite SO fear
less" returned Mrs. Alden. I'm
afraid i'll get you into trouble vet"
It'll get me out of trouble, mother
dear. AS it did that day when the red
bull chased me. Father said it was
just my not being afraid that saved me-"
..Shc's a chip of the old block"
said her father. chuckling. '.As like
nv grcat-grandmothcr a> two peas. and
She was a daughter of Cap'cn Church.
and want any more afraid Of an Injun
,h.n IN lla.t .nal.- inst n. 1n,ns r,.nt
one as ,'other.i
$50 would l. for that matter" said
Mrs. Alden.
$50 you would. mother" answered
her husband, indulgen;ly. Scared tn
death vt either. Well. well. Prissy n
have got courage enough for us ALL"
Priscilla had grown up to her fifteen
years on Cross Farm, a great reach of
arabic land and wood living along the
river. the road from which one way
he'd directly into a fine growth Of tail
woods. with a corresponding thickness
of underground. In this direction lay
Triphammcr. a little hamlet consisting
of 4 fcw houses. a store and ~postoffice,
and it was to T%riphammer that Pris-
ella was going for \ chat with her
special crony. Janet Barlow. The chat
heightened out beyond all reasonable
limits. rs girls chats will. and it was
well into The evening when she started
for home.
You're sure You re not afraid
said Janet rs she stood At the door
holding aloft the KEROSENE lamp. and
pecring ont into the darkness, which
was intensified by its fervid glow.
afraid" said Priscilla. with 4 laugh
which had a touch of scorn in it. Il
was never afraid in my life"
But it's awfu!lv dark. do wish
you'd stay all night. Your mother'd
know you were here; she wouldn't
mind"
mind, She wouldn't sleep a wink,
and father'd have to come after me.
Even if were afraid. I'd go home for
her sake. Say. Jetty. what is it like TO
be afraidr"
'Oh. If Yea don't know. l can't tell
YOU" laughed Janet. You'll know
soon enough. 1 wouldn't 60 by the old
Morton house after dark, no., no; even
for a set of Dickens. and you know
how much | want that"
Priscilla laughed. and they said.good-
night." and then Janet shu; the door.
Priscilla walked away. She stumbled
along ut first with blinded eyes. trip
ping over waySide stones and getting
entansled in wayside brambles. and at
last collided violently with another
wayfarer.
bless my soul. young woman said
n gruf. but familiar voice. Who are
you. and what are YOU driving alp
"Oh. l beg pardon. Squire Barlow"
said Priscilla rallying from the shock.
"But i; is so dark. and janet would
bring the light to the door. Isn't 1t un-
commonly dark?"
Rather so" said the squire. "Ididn't
zee Your father at the store tonight.
You amt a,one?:" he added. with an
infection of surprise in his voice.
-Oh. yes. l am." said Pr la.
''But amt you afraid!" be asked.
Not Al ALL" she replied. with more
I than her usual decision. q little nettled
that every body should put the same
silly question.
For it is silly" she said to herself
IS she walked along. i've never been
afraid for the very good reason that
I've never e any thing 10 Be afraid
of. Aunt Betsy Gays it's out o nasurs'
MOTTO be afraid Of the dark. and Fanny