The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1897-05-05

a little while she could hear grunting
noises and the swapping of twigs. 1t
was a drove of the lean, grisly wild
swine. She turned about her, for a
boar is an i'll fellow to pass too closely,
on account of the sideway slash of his
tusks, and she made off slantingly
through the trees. But the patter came
nearer, they were not feeding as they
wandered but going fast-or else they
would not overtake her--ahd she caught
the limb Of a tree, swung on to it, and
run up the stem with something of the
fgility Of a monkey.
Down below, the sharp bristling
backs Of the swine were already pass
ing when she looked down. And she
knew the short, sharp grunts they made
meant fear. What were they afraid Of?
man? They We're in a great hurry
for just a man.
And then, so suddenly it made her
grip on the branch tighten involuntar-
lily, a fawn started in the brake and
rushed after the swine.
Then, far away among the trees, clear
for moment, then hidden, then visible
knee-deep in ferns, then gone again,
ran a mar. She knew it was young
Ugh-lomi by the fair color of his hair
and there was red upon his face. Some
how his frantic flight and that scarlet
mark made her feel sick. And then,
nearer, running heavily and breathing
hard, came another man also running
1t was Uya, running with great strides
and his eyes staring. He was not GO
ing after Ugh-lomi. His face was white
1t was Uyaafraid! He passed, and then
something else, something large and
with grizzled fur, swinging along with
soft, swift strides, came rushing in pur-
suit of him.
Eudena suddenly became rigid
ceased to breathe, her clutch conVulsed
and her eyes staring.
She had never seen the thing before,
she did not even see him clearly now,
bue she knew at once it was the Ter
ror OF the WoOdshade. His name was
a legend, the children would frighter
one another frighten even themselves
with his name, and run screaming to
the squattirg place. No man had ever
killed any Of his kind Even the mighty
mammoth feared his anger. it was
the grizzly bear, the lord of the world
as the world went then.
AS he Gan he made a continuous
growing Grumble: Men in my very
lair! Fighting and blood. At the very
mouth Of NV lair! Men, men, men!
Fighting and blood" For he was the
iord Of the wood and of the caves.
Long after he had passed she re-
mained, girl of stone, staring down
through the branches. All her power
OF action had gone from her. She
gripped by instinct with hands and
knees and feet. 1t was some time be-
fore she could think. and ,hen only
one thing was clear in her mind that
as long as the Terror was between her
and the tribe 1t would be impossible to
descend.
Presently Wien her fear was a lit
tie abated she clalnbered into a more
comfortable position, where a great
branch forked. The trees rose about
her, so that sne could see nothing oc
Brother Fire, who is black by day.
Birds began to stir about her, and
things that had gone into hiding for
fear Of her moy ements crept out.
After a time the blue overhead deep
ened, and tie taller branches famed
out at the touch of the sunset. Eudena
thought Of going back to the squat
ting place; she let herself down some
way, and then the fear of the Terror
OF the Woodshade came again. While
she hesitated a rabbit squealed dis
mally, and she dared not descend fur
tEer.
The shadows nowhere gathering in
the trees: they sat on the branches and
watched her. Branches and leaves
were turned to ominous. quiet black
shapes. that would spring on her II
she stirred. Then the white owl, fit