The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1892-02-11

| V. \rSRA.cg hands were all pur-
GsSk sSS 9 lss E,s T,,s s.s ss!s jales %ss,
vAIEN[(N~<1 ing grape Jelly.
! tNS-hN NNAJ Hes out under
y the butternut tree.
Whyp
"0h, Car'linc's run away again. |
tied her up just as strong as knew how
TO the front gate with a piece of clothes.
/ line, and gave her two cookies and her
doll, to keep her amused while / made
the grape jelly, don't soc how in the
world she united that knot. Davys got
to 20 an hunt her up"
"He'll 20, said Mrs. Whitman. "He
most cried cause you tied her up the
other day. He told me he Thought Sarah
was too bad. lie jest sets his eyes by
Car'line. Davy, Davyp
Mrs. Whitman stood in the door and
called loudly, but she had to call several
times before Davy heard. llo was very
busy, indeed, gathering in his winter
/ store of butternuts. lie had been work.
ing hard all the forenoon, and had
| gathered two bushels. and was well on
| towards a third. His brown eyes cleaned
with steady radiance under his old
straw hat; his fingers few. The provi.
dent instinct of the squirrel and bee
were upon him; he was laying in his lit
tie winter store like them, aud took a
genuine thrifty delight in it. Then, too,
he had another object in working fast
he wanted to get the butternuts all gath
cred by o'clock, because he was go
ing to party that eya9ing j u -%as biz !.
first evening party, and he was full OF
delightful, vague anticipations He wa,
going TO wear his bes. clothes, aud h,
meditated asking his mother for little
of her hair oil with bergamot in il to put
on his hair; he was also gong to blacker
his shoes very particularly. Davy had
planned to go in the house about o'clock
and commence his preparations, and il
was about quarter before o'clock
when nc heard his mothers voice calling
him.
T He obeyed rather hcsitatngly. 'I
shant get the but pic ied before it s
time TO black my shoes, he thought, as
he went over the dry October grass to
the house. Davy was only twelve years
old, and small for his age, although he
was an uncle.
His mother and his married sister,
Sarah, little Caroiue's mother, were
waiting for him in the door. "You
must 80 right of and hunt up Car'line
she's run away" his mother called out,
as he came in sight. "Don't stop min.
ute.' Sarah was almost crying. "lIere
tits almost O'clock" she exclaimed,
can that little bit of thingl Go right
oil, Davy.
Davy looked startled, then inquired
'Which way do you s'pose she went2"
son, dear, don't know was out
in the kitchen making grape Jelly. /
didn't see her. | didn't know how long
} she's been gone. Oh, dca,l
"lll tell you what to do" said Mrs.
Whitman with the air OF managing
general. She was nota very old woman,
although her hair was gray and she GOV.
cred IL with II high blsckcap and n
severe black front piece. She always
wore large, stiilly-starch apron.
"Sarah and | will go up the road, :" said
( she, tan you, Davy, 80 down. An
don't you take lowser, because that last
time CGr'liue run away, au' you took
him TO track her, he tracked wood.
chuck instead, an you went a wild goose
chase for two hours. That dog amt the
kind that tracks folks, an | don't want
you to lose any time fooln' with him.
= It's gettin dark. You shut Towser M
in the barn; then you start. You stop
/ Mt Mis- Briggs when you get there and
, ask if they seen anything OF Car'lne,
an you stop at Mis- Smiths au' Mis-
Wheelock's an ii they have you keep on
till you find her, no matter how far you
5 have to 90. Don't you come back with
1 out her.
, al cant see how she united that
knot, " said Sarah. Her pretty face was
all streaked with tears aud grape juice.
Her mother took corner OF her apron
l and wiped it forcibly as they started up
the road. "iou keep calm" she said
"She'll be found"
Uncle Davy smut Towser in the barn
Then he walked briskly down the road
There was not a house for some distance
, but he peered carefully over the stone
walls across the fields. Caroline was five
years old. She was very fair aud chubby,
with carefully brushed, reddish curls ant
little blue ribbon to keep them out o
her eyes She always wore nice littl
white tire in the afternoon. Dav
strained his cy es for glimpse of tina