The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1897-02-04


passed. o wimmen folks" he said. laugh
ing at the very small one on his lap
"by yoselves all day; and mebbe I'll be
back late
IT'D be powerful lonesome here"
answered his mother, "thet's n fac.
But how would l know when you was
back?" she added. anXiously.
why, I'd lowed on meetin' you at
the diyidin' fence bout dusk. and totiu'
tie baby fur you. An the moon d be
up early: eff [ git back sooner, III come
up ter the cabin, but I'll be sho' ter be
at the fence, by nightfall, anyhow"
Mrs. Brown enjoyed her long. neigh
bCrly day, getting u new receipt from
sister Martina, and hearing old Martin
say how "pea1t" the baby was. and
Lucy as rosy as a peach blossom. AS
for David, she never wearied in talking
of him, and it was really dusk before
she was fairly started. The dividing
fence" Il boundary line between two
large tracts o. mountain land. was often
used as a TRUSTING place by others than
lovers, and would save David u good
many steps.
AS they reached the fence in tie
woods a cloud was over the moon, and
it was quite dark: but she could see Il
dim figure on the ether side.
David, have you been waitin' long?"
she called out, and handed the baby
over in hurry, turning as she did so
to see what was the matter with Lucy;
for the child chung to her skirts it,
fright. and cried out that it wasn't
David.
When witt some difficulty she had
lifted her over the fence. struggling
ard crying still, and had herself
climbed over-Mrs. Brown was not as
active as she had bcen-there was no
one in sight.
David" she cried. She heard a
rustling in the bushes; but the moon,
shining out at that instant, showed the
place empty. David" she cried,
again, in terror
Then he appeared just at the bend of
the mountain path. whistling cheeriiy
and with Spot leaping and barking at
HIS IttIS- J1lIl " ItIe ~ us tlt DtiDN
For he had called out to her to give
him the child as soor as he had caught
sight of her. and David was not given
to fooling. She could not answer, for
her sobbing and crying.
Lucy tried to tell him The strange
Story. When she said: ~ big black
shaggy man" he threw himself on the
ground, examining every mark. Spot
smeled, too, and his yellow hair began
TO nristle with rage, and he growlcd
fiCrcely, for there were surely the re-
cent footprints of some large animal
Mother, run back and rouse the
neighbors. Tell I'm to bring their
rifles" and. breaking off a stout stick.
David dashed into the bushes. Spot
springing in front and leading the
chase.
Once David thought he heard half
stifed haby's cry. and hurried faster.
For q "common-sized" boy he was
making good speed; but Nine. Bruin
was on the home stretch, and she
knew it.
At last re caught n glimpse of big,
clumsy, dark form. trotting brisllly
along with what seemed like a bundle
dangling from its mouth. lie was none
too soon. The cave in which the little
black cubs rolled about, impatient for
their supper. was but hundred yards
or so distant. lie thought she must
be near home by her quickened gait.
nd no l-nayT- bn l, he,
inside its black, yawning mouth, there
would be no hope of bringing it out
alive
With the energy of despair he darted
forward and gave the bear sharp blow
ove:' the nose with his long stick. Spot
closed in at the same moment, yelping
and swapping at her legs,
The huge beast, enraged but not hurt
by this simultaneous attack. dropped
the baby, and reared up on her hind
legs, looking in the mingled moonlight
and shadow so like human figure that
David did not wonder afterward at his
mothers mistake. She showed her
sharp, white teeth with a fierce snarl,
and stretched out her forepaws for
grapple. She was near her own babies
now, and she meant fight.
David looked at the precious bundle.
1t lay just under the creatures terrible
claws, and to attempt to pick it up
would have placed him utterly at the
bears mercy, unless her attention could
be diverted.
CAT her, Spot! at her, good dog"
he shouted; and again he ra;ned
shower of blows on her eyes and nose
so quick and fierce that. blinded and
confused for the instant. she backed
step or two, growing horribly.
Spot inflicted a sharp bite on her
hind quarters, and she turned her head.
II was his only chance. Quick as Ii
fash he seized the baby and fed. leav-
ing poor Spot to receive terrific blow
from the brute's paws, at which he, too,
broke and ran, the blood streaming
from his wound, and bowling at every
jump.
Half way down the mountain they
met the Martins with dogs and torches.
The bear, after Il fierce fight, was
brought to bay and killed, and the poor
little cubs taken captive.
Old Martin united with rough but
trembling fingers the knot he had
laughed at-the knot which had saved