Arizona republican., 1891-02-22

| :" ' black night was coming on and the rail, was blinding. We had gone only lit. tie way when a bright and ruddy light appeared. Here we were at the "cabin.'s
 The door opened into cheerful kitchen, and at the threshold stood n young girl holding lantern. x
 "Here ye are, popl" she cried in wei come. 'Look out, Jackf' to the doas. who, covered with mud, made leap Ut her. ..st -g
 "Why, pop. what on earth have you got there"
 "Gal." was the only reply of the big man. " -. .E.
 "Gal! Lost? Oh, the poor little thingn cried the girl, and then I was put in a chair by the kitchen fire, and my wst shoes and stockings were pulled off and 80 was my dripping gown, and WAS wrapped in big. warm shawl and given cup of hot milk to drink.
 They were very kind and gentle to me, rough people though they were, and neither papa nor ever forgot their good- ness to poor little stranger.
 When could speak without shivering told them my name and where lived.
 "I shouldn't have come into the woods," ended. "Ive been told not to, but was running after the rabbit to Bee where he lived, and l ran on and on and forgot" 7,
 "Why, pop" exclaimed the girl, "it's Mir. Harvey's little girl"
 "Oh, yes," said the man, "1 know squire Harvey"
 "Please, sir" asked, "are you the hunter?"
 "Aye, I s'pose so," answered the man, ''leastways, l hunt most of the time"
 "Then," l said, beginning to cry again. "then I'm far from home, way at the other side of the woods" had heard of the hunters cabin. "Oh," went on, "what will they say athomeI They will be 80 frightened! What shall do?'
 The man went to the window and looked out.
 "The storm is ragin'," he said, and in- deed we could hear 1t.
 "I tell ye, little gal, you'll have to blAk tAtSt hAh NoShC Sculh CNSA kkb through them woods tonight"
 l felt dreadfully, careless as l was. l knew how they would suffer at home, and yet there was no help for it.
 l cried and sobbed, and after a while the girl carried me up the little ricKety pair of stairs to her own tiny room.
 There were only two rooms up stairs the girls where I was taken, and her fathers. It was poor little room. but quite clean, and the bed was very, very narrow.
 There" said ths kind hearted girl, tuc&ing up my little body under the warm quilt. Il reckon I'll have to sleep on the floor; I've lsot some bedclothes down stairs put away, So I'll git Sem out. Now, I'll just leave you the candle. and I'll be up in an hour or two."
 Then she went away, and left me alone in the strange little room. looked about me as lay. It all seemed 80 odd and my head felt so queer. and now and then a cold shiver would run up and down my body.
 I Icouldn't sleep; my eyes were wide open.
 There was an old rag carpet on the floor, and over in the corner funny old fashioned chest of drawers and 6 poor little table on which the cardle stood, and one worn out chair.
 Bang! bang! went the shuttersl Oh. how the wind howled, and then would come the sudden, fearful crashes of thunder that seemed directly above my bed!
 trembled so that my teeth chattered. should have been very warm, for the coverings on the bed were thick and plenty, but still I felt very, very cold and shivered dreadfully. It was silent except for the noise os the raging storm without.
 Twas frightened up there, all alone, in that strange place.
 The candle fickered and made ugly shadows on tho wall. and, oh! wished that the girl would come up stairs. l thought of papa and Maria, and lcnged for the day to como that they might know l was safe and sound.
 And presently I knew nothing, for 8 few moments, it seemed to me.
 Bang! bang! went the shutters again.
 I sat up, wide awake, with @ dreadful terror in my heart.
 In the moment that I had slept had dreamed of the old woman in the blanket.
 l was not cold now; I seemed to be burning up, and tried to call out. l wanted some one to come to me; was so afraid, what with the storm and my dream and the strange, lonely place.
 My voice seemed very faint and weak, go crawled from the bed, and it was hard to move. The candle wal still fickering on the table, and cast but dim light into the little passageway.
 reached the stairs, but all seemed si- lent below. Nothing was to be heard but the rumbfing of the thunder and nothing was to be seen, but-whAt was that?
 There, there in the corner!
 Something white, bent over, and, yes, a blanket, q great yellow blanket, cover ing it up!
 l had left the door ajar and a faint ray from the candlelight rested upon the old womanl The old woman in the blanket! only remember screaming out lond, as Robbie screamed a little while ago.
 
 One bright morning l opened my eyes, and was surprised to find myself in my own bed, and in my own pretty r,om at home.
 I felt too tired to speak, and inst