Clarksville evening chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn) 1886-1890, 1888-12-20
GRANDMOTHER DREAM.

| "We shall have visit from the Indians
before night" remarked my grand
mother, looking across the breakfast table
at grandfather.
"Well, l hope we will" replied grand
father a little doggedly. "You are etern-
ally predicting an Indian raid, and just
to please you | hope we shall get call
from at least a hundred"
Look out, Peter Barnesl You may
have cause to regret that speech before
you are half day older. l dreamed last
night just how they came, what they did,
what wo did, and it makes my blood run
cold to think Of it,
Grandfather made no reply, realizing
that she always had the better Of him in
argument, and the meal was finished in
silence.
A year before my relatives, both of
whom were nearly so years old, but
strong and hearty, sold out their farm in
Ohio and located in western Kansas.
| Their children were all married off, and
the old couple were entirely alone. They
had stout and comfortable log cabin,
good farm, and had already made many
improvements.
The location was not thought to be a
dangerous one, although few miles be-
low the last hamlet in that section and
three miles in advance of the location of
the previous settler. The Indians had
raided this part of the country the year
before, but the soldiers had given them
severe rebuke, and it was not believed
that they would dare to venture beck
again. Grandfather was certain that he
would not be interrupted in his peaceful
pursuits and was annoyed that grand
mother should croak of evil.
More because it was the custom than
from any idea that he would ever have
any use for it, grandfather kept rifle in
the house, and one day when settler
who was owing him money and could
not pay, brought revolver to him as the
only offset lie could offer, grandfather
took it and laid it UP on shelf.
Lin her young days grandmother had
been an emphatic 'Tomp." She could
skate, play ball, pitch quoits, ride at
gallon, shoot rifle, and even to the day
she was married went by the namo Of
"Bailey's Fomboy," yet, after all, she
made good wife, and was the ''mak-
ing of Peter Barnes.
She stood in the door that morning and
watched Peter bring his horse ard pillow
and drive of through the fields to his
work, hall a mile away. Then sho
looked to the west, back at the sun, and
went in and took the rifle down from its
hooks. 1t had been loaded for months,
and she drew the bullet, carefully wiped
the barrel, and loaded the weapon again
as nicely as 4 hunter could have Como it.
Placing it in a corner, she went toan old
chest, tishcd out powder, lead, caps and
bullet mods. ana soon had fifteen or
twenty shining bullets on the table.
Then the revolver was got down. cleaned
up, loaded, and finally the woman went
to the door to look for her husband.
She could see him following the pillow
in the distant field, and the happy songs
of the birds were anything but llarbinger9
of coming airray in which more than
one of those shining bullets would find
human target.
Potter Barnes, you are m IDIOT
spoke the woman, watching him mo-
mcnt Il don't want harm to come to
hair Of your head, but you will get
fearful lesson before noon this day.
The arms being in good order the
woman shut the door, rallied it up and
thea nailed boards over the windows on
the~inside. Tire south door fastened with
bar, and she was satisfied with its
strength. She won't to the spring, filed
two pals with water, picked up aad car
ried in the AK and then cleared the table
Of dishes, not stopping to wash them.
Then she sat down in tho south doorway
aud waited for tho Indian at
tack which she had dreamed Of and pre-.
dictod.
An hour passed and she had not
changed her position. Half an hour
moro wore away. and then she suddenly
lcapHi up and seized her rifle. She had
aeen the horses stop and begin to rear ard
plunge as they came near the south end
Ct the field, which was fi'inged by the
forest. she saw her husband pulling
them ard using tho whip, but in mo-
ment mere the animals dashed of at full
speed. Just as they started grand
mother heard faint "Yil yi!' and the
next moment caught sight of score Of
savages 20 they dashed out Of the woods
and made FOR her husband.
'Juc: exactly 80 l dreamed" she
whispered % herself, lifting the rife
clear Of the Eoo=.
Grandfather caught sight Of the red
skins as soon as they broke cover. and he
wheeled aid made for the house NJ the
best race. Icr q few rods he held his