Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1894-06-07

your needle swiftly daughter, for
all must be ready by starlight.
Your sister; where is she that
she could not be darning the
socks instead of gadding by the brook,
OF coddling the cosset?"
"She went to gather balm that grows
in such profusion by the brook yonder.
l told her you little liked her wander
ing away by herself, for the Indians
We're by no means averse to making
trouble for the 'pale-faces' as they had
done in the past
"Well said and as if that We're not
enough to have this riot and rage COM
ing on us, after the Colonies had hoped
fo1ja respite from the oppression of the
mother country"
Gan unnatural mother that cannot
allow her children proper sustenance,
think your"
$50 long as there is the slightest fac
ton to submit in servility to English
hirelings in church OF state"
"Then the Colonists might as well
have remained beyond the seas, and
closer to the hand that presses the yoke
upon their necks, for what l can see."
"The hand Of God, my daughter,
pointed to new inheritance, as to the
Israelites of old
"And like them must we be bond
men for long years to come?'' questioned
the daughter.
"Until, like them, we go through the
Red Sea- the awful waves of disas-
trous conflict, fear" was the mothers
reply. 81 o. o,, 49, =. .
over dry-shod, and 1 think my sister
Betty had best be warned of the need
of socks. Shall 1 take the shell to blow
the cad1 or betake myself to the brook
and find the loiterer?"
''The conch-shell is down by the
spring; pass that way, and fetch it
and Betty also. She is sad dreamer
and always ready for that which is not
imperative"
"She's sweet girl, is Betty, mother,
and she learned her catechism and
chart far more readily than myself.
And her tongue is easier OF control than
mine, eh mother?'
"'A soft answer turneth away
wrath and that is scripture. HE thee,
for the time does not lag and set of sun
will be here but too soon, and the star
light follows quickly"
Naomi placed her thimble in a tiny
cap on the window sill, for work boxes
were rare in those days save among the
families of wealth, and knotting a
dainty kerchief under her dimpled
chin took her way across a green slope
toward the forest brook, although Oh
this day the forest had much receded
and there was quite an expanse OF
cleared land in fair state of cultiva.
ton.
Naomi Enlow was Puritan maid.
en- of noble qualities and with much
dignity of character which bespoke bel
training. Courage was one of the quail
ties possessed by her, and her fearless
demeanor was the pride of her parents
and as there was no son in the family
this calm, brave, womanly daughter
was treasure indeed. She was com
panion for the anxious mother, wise
counsellor often for the father in his
perplexing troubles SO common to pi
oneer settlers, and playmate as wei
for the beloved sister four years her jun
ior. And so different in comparison
were they that they would hardly be
called sisters by one who had moi
known them.
Following the well trodden path ovel
the elevation she went steadily on tt
the forest brook, undoubtedly the
Bloody Brook of to-day, 80 named ir
the days of the tragic scenes enacted
there, and not only there but all along
the Connecticut valley, and along thu
principal streams, and in the forest O.
New England. Following the brook
she came to spot somewhat secluded
and where the grand old trees had beer
left untouched save now and then ont
that bore the mark placed thereon wheI
the forest had been an almost unbroke1
and untrodden solitude.
Birds were fitting in the branches
overhead, and now and again SOM
lesser animal, like the hare, and tn,
frisky squirrel, sped away at the soun(
of her foot fall. Pausing a moment
Naomi thought she heard voices anc
with deepest anxiety pressed forward
The fear was always foremost in thes
perilous times that the willy red mel
were near at hand in ambush, ready TO
attack. A sharp turn brought tn,
sound nearer, and in close proXimit,
were her sister Betty and close besid
a stalwart Indian, gaudy in his paint
feathers, and wampum. Not far away
I was a relocated emissary of Kin'
/ George. Naomi caught the word
spoken by her sister and paused, rathe
from courtesy than espionage, for sh
was gentlewoman, and points of Ell
ouette were as well observed then as a
the present day. A gentle cough faile,
to attract their attention to her nea
presence, and the dialogue went on.
''And are you and your sister rebels
as well as your good sire and his dame?
the soldier was saying.
~ know not; good sir, what you ma.
mean by rebels. Naomi and myself
like our good parents are patriots AM
not royalists; and none of the king
varIets will be quartered on us; of tina
am sure, unless in the absence of m
worthy sire they forced an entrance t