Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1895-12-16

fatc. And 1t did.
On the appointed evening B5i made
mis- appearance attircd in q br9M-new
suit, aud high collar that rasPed bis
chin whenever he turned his hCud. He
waited in the parlor til Winnie com
ploted her preparations. When she ap-
pearod he presented her with & small
bouquet of lis mothers rclaniuIrs aud
bag OF peppermint kozcEqes Winnie
accepted these offerings with smile
that made Bob'5 heart beat rap
turously.
Then they started for the school.
house, A little snow had fallen, coy
erinE the brown fields. and povdpIilg
lightly the green foliage of pine and
cedar; little patches Of it ciuns 20 The
bare boughs OF other trees, as il TO
cover their wintry nakcdnoas. The
moon had not yet risen, but the light
Of the faded day seemed to linger over
the landscape
Beautiful night, isn't it?" remarked
Bob, holding oron the gate for Nrinnia
to pass through.
"Yes, answered Winnie, carcle5aly.
Don't the bushes look pretty, drifteI
with snow went on Bob.
These remarks we're something UNA.
sual from Bob, who, as a rule, ruin
tanned n strict silence ill Winnie, in
desperation, made some comment on
the weather. Bob was evidently work
ing himself up into a sentimental mood,
and there was no telling TO what il
would lead.
GLOW ghostly Indian hill looks, "sug-
gestei Winnie, glancing toward the
haunted spot, white and dosolato in the
twilight.
Bob looked toward tho place and
shivered involuntarily, as the many
stories concerning it reeurred to him.
Did you ever see The Indian chief
that haunts the hill?" continued Win
ME, wicl'edly.
No, never did, but lots of people
have" said Bob. 1T is q sure sign Of
bad luck, they say; Uncle Sam Gibson.
saw him few nights before he broke
his leg, and Joe Smith just before his
house burned"
1t would be a great experience to
see a ghost, though. l almost wish he
would make his appearance now" re-
marked Winnie. But her companion
shuddorcd at the very Thought.
Ihcy soon rechod the schooihouso,
where W Ninnie escaped from her escort,
and sought the society OF some friends.
The pupils OF the rival schools took
thelf places on the floor, and spoiled
without lntermission till they We're al
tired out. Then everybody prepared TO
set out Tor home.
Lets follow the path across the
fields" proposed Winnie. as they wore
leaving. "lt's ever SO rauch ncarer."
"But that leads right past Indian
hlll, objected Bob.
You aren't GfraidP" demanded Win.
me, scornIdiiy.
mo I'm not declared Bob, some
what nettled, Il was only thinking you
might be-
80 across the fields they went Bob
derived some satisfaction for the insllt
offered him in the pleasure Of assisting
Winnie over the fences. As they drew
near the haunted spot, Winnie herself
tcit anything but bold, and, la-ing her
eyes on the lights of her home gieam-
ing IN the distance, She hurried along
as tnSt as even Bob wished TO 70.
Ihey were crossing the last fence at
The very foot OF the hill, when Winnie,
standing on the fence, with her hands
on the top rail, involuntarily raised hen
eyes. Instantly they fell upon an OBJ
Jeci terrifying to the boldest heart
Outlined against the sky was a tall,
dark figure, seemingly wrapped in
white blanket, and decksl about the
head with feathers. The Old chief was
keeping his silent vigil over his slccp.
ing braves
Winnie uttered an innrticulate cry
and pointed with trembling inger
toward the hill. Bob raised his eyes
and saw the specter, For an nstant
he stared at it with gaping mouth.
aud then, with yeil of terror, turned
and fed,
Winnie, left to her fate, started to
follow. But, getting the better OF her
fright, she checked herself, and turned