The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1897-08-13
JUST IN TIME.
BY c. N. BARHAM.


A SEEN from the sea. the town of
~ New Haven, Mass, appears en-
"o~"med between two hills These
hills are not more than five hundred
feet ia height; but what they lack in
attitude they make up for in pictur-
"&queness. They present a bold front
Of trap rock, which. combined with the
harbor in the foreground. and Il long
line of low hills stretching away to-
ward the sky line. constitute Il scene of
IovclinesS which is not easily forgotten
he whole neighborhood is Of his
torical interest. IL was in one of these
TWO hiils-that which is called the West
i;ock-that the celebrated rcgicidcs,
'i0tfe and NhalllCy. once found refuge.
\ cieIt in its rugged sides is known, far
and wide, by the name OF the Judges
Cave"
This cave is mere den, lying be
tween two immense boulUcrs Of about
twenty feet perpendicular. One of
these is somewhat couical in shape.
while the other Is almost a perfect par
allciogrIm- Between these. at some
remote period. another large stone
would Scrm 10 have fallen. and become
tightly wed.red. This is all that iuSti-
lics the name of a cave. The place
must have been a filter dwelling for the
bears and cougars which al that period
infested the eastern states, than for
two famous ErgIiShmen
On one of the stones which is covered
with Inscriptions. some visitor has
taken pains To renew the inscription
which, tradition says. the occupants
siasm must have been brighter than his
photography, for ne has only succeeded
il Informing postcrity that opposition
To tyrauts is obedience to God"
Hither one hundred and twenty years
ago came Reginald Flanders. an Eng
IiSh soldier. who had served in the
French and Indian war. 1t was a soil
tary situation for such a man to have
chosen as 4 settlement; but lee knew no
fear, and cravcd for no companiouShip.
He cultivated 4 patch of the wilderness
which stretched far away inland. and.
rs the Indians were quiet. the wild hill
side seemed to him. his wife and Basil.
his cight-year-old son. an earthly par
adise.
1t was a September morning. The
leaves. beginning to change. shonc like
gold in the sun. Reginald Flanders
had thrown a sack of corn across the
back of his plow-horse and was taking
a farewell of his wife and child. pre-
paratory to starting for New Haven.
where he proposed to exchange his
marketable commodity for household
ncceSsarics. Throwing his gun over
his shouldcr-for no prudent man
would then 20 on journey without his
tried weapon of dafense-hc strode
away. and was almost Immediately lost
to view.
Shortly after the dispatch of Il frugal
breakfast. Basil left the log house and
wandered towards the verge of the
woods. small stream came tr;ckIing
down toward the sea. and beside it the
little fellow halted. \ floating acorn.
the first Of the season, caught his eve.
and. with the 1houghtIessness Of child
hood. he drew it to the bank Some
how, that early fruit Of the wilderness
appealed to his roaming instinct. He
cTaved for more. and. reasoning that
there must be plenty up stream. per
ceiving hat his mothers eve was not
upon him. he started on his quest.
The rivulet ran through ravine
The banks. composed of rocks. fretted
by storm and decay. rose almost per
prndicularlv on either side \ few |
scattered trees and shrubs sought nour- |
ishment from the earth. which had |
fallen from above Beyond these, up |
the gorge. EaSil pushed on-whither he |
did not know.
The mother soon missed her son. but |
At first. thinking he was in the vicinity. !
checked her fears. The hours passed. |
and. as he did not return. her anxiety |
changed to absolute terror. ForsakinC |
all else. Mrs. Flanders hurried to the |
fields. and. with rapid footsteps. trav- |
crscd the gloomy glades. Search as she |
would. she could discover no trace of the |
missing one. She shouted. called his |
name. but there was no response.
At length she came to the stream. /
There. with cry. half of gIadness. half |
Of diSmay. she hailed the child's foot
prints in the soft. yielding soil She |
saw that they pointed unwards TO the |
gorge. into which she haG never before
vcrtured- But mothers love fears no /
She entered
For some time she rushed onward. |
cvrcricncinr all the bitterness of hone
.',r----' The CIV: ''T'a~-I' ro-1''-'
rang out OF IHe sIIiiness OF the woou.
but no answer came
SuGdeuly she stopped, and gazed into |
the gloom with StIaining eyes: then
she pressed her hand to her heart. Teeled
and almost tainted. There. not 80 yards
away. sioDt; Basil!
II WIS but for moment hat she 80
yielded To- her conflicting emotions.
COnquering her feelings. she rushed
forward and ciasped the child To her |