Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1894-01-31

who she was. I'd Just come out here
with this old coat of Mr.. Briggs's To
mend. L didn't want to get any dirt
around In the sittin' room. guess twas
her fast enough.
(which way was she goin'9" asked
Davy, eagerly.
"oh, she was goin down the road
she couldn't have gone back, cause I've
Deen slttln' here every minute, an l
should have seen her. | amt been in
the house but once to get a spool of
thread, and then l want gone long
nough for mouse to get past You
Keep right on an you'll find her."
Uncle Havy was out of the yard before
he last words were out of Mrs. Brigrs's
mouth. He hurried up the road, look
ing more hopefully for that little white
tire-it seemed to him that he must see
It Many time had he pursued his
little niece Caroline when she had run
away, and had always found her easily.
Caroline, although she had venture.
.ome spirit, never ran very far. But to.
1ight it began to seem as if she had.
Her Uncle Davy reached the Smith house
and went to the door to inquire. But
the door was locked and all the curtain,
were drawn; the Smiths were evidently
, sll away.
Davy kept on to the Wheelock house
hat was a quarter of mile farther
here was still no sign of that little white
ire. He ran through the weedy yard
TO the door and knocked. Nobody
aV,cr oltl,A,,,,h h
| distinctly the motion of rocking chair
beyond the kitchen window, and knew
here was somebody at home.
He knocked again louder; nobod;
:ame. He could still see the tall blck
! Df the rocking chair sway. Finally he
went boldly TO the window and pounded
On it; startled face turned toward him
from the calico back of the rocking
chair, then somebody went across the
floor, and the door was opened. "Who
is it:" asked a gentle, drawling voice.
Mrs. Wheelock was very tall and pale,
with pale sweeps of hair over her ears,
and mildly bewildered, specialized face.
"It's Davy Whitman" replied Davy.
Have you seen Car'lIne2"
'WhatW Mrs. Wheelock was not
deaf, but she was as slow of comprehen-
sion as heavy sleeper.
"My sister Sarah's little girl has run
away. Have you seen her 90 by here"
"No, 1 dun know as have" repeated
Mrs. Wheelock, slowly, while her look
of bewilderment deepeued. 81 amt been
settin' to the window sense dinner
When did" But Davy was gone,
and she stood staring after him. She
stood there quite while before she went
back to her rocking chair. The Whee-
lock house was the last in that direction
for mile. Davy walked on G5out half
4 mile, then he stopped before a narrow
.aue that led over through the fields to
the woods. "Pm 'fraid she went into
:he woods I'm goin' up the lane, "
| le said. ''I'm 'fraid she went into the
| woods"
The dusk was increasing fast; how
:ver, the full moon was rising, and it
| would be still light enough to see the
white tire a long way ahead. Davy
| trudged on. He emerged from the lane
into a cart path through the woods. 1t
| was darker there. He called all the
time at short intervals: Scar linel
Car line! Here's Uncle Davy! Car'line J"
But there was no sound in response
Davy's voice grew husky as he went on /;
seemed to him he was walking miles,
| )ut he did not know how many. 1t was
now quite dark excRpt for the moon, but
that lighted the open spaces quite
brightly. He had had plan of taking
circuit through the woods and coming
out in a point further down on the road.
He knew there was path, but somehow
he had missed it, and did not come out,
although he was constantly expecting to.
| At last he sat down on a rock in an
| ,pen space to rest minute. "Ive just
rot To. :" ne said to himself. His legs
frembled under him and he was painting
for breath.
In few minutes he called again
sCar'line, Car'line, Caalinel Here 5
Uncle Davyl Where be you, Car'line:"
but he could scarcely speak. Davy was
A slender boy, and, besides, he was worn
bv anxiety for Caroline, of whom he
was very fond, aud agitated, too, by a
| ,ecret remorse.
He put his head down on his knees
| md proanel He had completely for
gotten the party, even the blacked shoes,
The best clothes, the bergamot hair oil.
81 sin't never goin' home without her,
| ANYHOW" he said, but his voice was lit
tie more than a whisper. The sharp
notes of the autumn insects ran together
in his ears. Uncle Davy had not found
| Caroline. but he was so worn olt that he
'ell asleep.
1t was lorg time after that when
,old nose and sharp bark awakenei
MIN. II was Towscr. who for once had
tracked folks instead Of wOodchucNs.
| 0avv sat up straight and everything
,ame hack to him. lie heard noises and
,aw lights moving through the tres.
"They're after Car'tinc,' hc though
With pang, "thcy ant !o"4d ne:
| fet."
Davy staggered :, H. ZEE. there VA
| ,rash throuph the r''I.~.' ..l~.'- aid -
az he shouted, and there vas glao
,bopt in response. Tnen Slrah's hus
,and and Mr.. Briggs came up.
| Amt YOU found her yeti' panteC
)avy half sobblng.
"Found whof" cried he' father shak
ng him.
.'Car'l line
"Car'line"-she was found all right.
She want lost. She didn't run far
She went back to the house whilst her
mother was gone, an Sarah found her
,atin' grape jelly when she got buck.
she'd eat a whole tumbler, but l guess 1t
xon't hurt her any. It's you were
,untin' for. It's II o'clock at night.
What did you come in here forl'
81 was huntin' for Car'line." Davy
yos 60 tired and bewildered now that he
WAS was ep crying ing like baby, although he wa.
twelve years old. His father grasPed his
little cold hand fast and pulled him
aione. "Well, there's no use standin,
tsikip'" said he. You'd better get
zone. Mothers got some supper waitln'
for YOU. Mr.. Briggs,s team IS down
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