The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1897-01-02

blindly and unknowlngly, for we could
only see the struggling horse. who, how
ever, seemed to be alone, and the wagon
from which you did not seem to have
stirred Then for the first time, my dear
child, we suddenly saw your danger.
Imagine how we felt as that hideous brute
rose up in the road and began attacking
the wagon. We called on Tenbrook to
fire, but for some uncomfortable reason he
did not, although he still kept running at
the top of his speed. Then we heard you
shriek-"
II didn't shrek, papa; it was the
horse
.'My, child, knew your voice
"'Well, it was only very little scream
because had tumbled. The color was
coming back rapidly to her pink cheeks =
'sAnd then, at your scream, Tenbrook
fired lit was wonderful shot for the
distance, so everybody says-and killed
the bear, though Tenbrook says it ought mt
! to- | believe he wanted to capture the
creature alive They We queer notions,
these hunters And then, as you we're
unconscious, he brought you up here.
sWho brought me p
ssTenbrook; he as strong as a horse.
Slung you up on mis- shoulders like feath
er pillow. =
"Oh p
s'And then, as the wagon required some
repearing from the brute 5 attack, we con-
cluded to take it leisurely, and let you rest
here for while. y
'.And where is-where are they
''At work on the wagon. | determ
ined to stay with you, though you are
perfectly safe here.
II suppose ought to thank-this man,
papa y
"Most certainly, though, of course, |
have already done SO. But he was rather
curt in reply These half-savage men
have such singular ideas. He said the
beast would never have attacked you ex-
cept for the honey pot which it scented.
That's absurd. y
''Then it's all my fault p
Nonsense How could you know ?"
! ''And | We made all this trouble And
frightened the horses. And spoilt the
wagon. And made the man run down
and bring me up here when he didn't
want to- -
my dear child Don't be idiotic
Amy Well, really =
For the idiotic one was really wiping
two large tears from her lovely blue eyes
| She subsided into an ominous silence,
broken by single mufie. Try to go to
sleep, dear; you We had quite shock to
your nerves, added her father soothingly.
She continued silent, but not sleeping.
II smell coffee.
Eyes, dear
''You We been having coffee, papa
"We did have some, l think, said
the wretched man, apolegetically, though
why he could not determine,
Before l came up, while the bear was
trying to eat me p
''No, after.
''T We horrid taste in my mouth. It's
the honey I'll never eat horey again.
Never y
perhaps it S the whiskey.
''What p
ssThe whiskey. You were quite faint
and chilled, you know. We gave you
some
'sOut hat--black-bottle p
eyes"
Another silence.
sTd ike some coffee I don't think
| he d begrudge me that, if he did save my
! life :"
81 dare say there's some left. Her
father at once bestirred himself and pres
emily brought her some coffee in tea cup.
1t was part of Miss Amy's rapid conva-
lescence, or equally of her debilitated con-
dition, that she made no comment on the
vessel. She lay for some moments look
ing curiously around the cabin; she had no
doubt it had worse look in the daylight,
but somehow the freight brought won
drous luxury of colors in the bark floor
and thatching. Besides it was not 'smel-
ly,' as she feared it would be; on the con-
trary, the spicy aroma of the woods was
always dominant She remembered that
it was this that always made a greasy, oily
picnic tolerable. She raised herself on her
elbow, seeing which her father continued
confidently perhaps, dear, if you sat
up for few moments you might be strong
enough presently to walk down with me
to the wagon 1t would save time
Amy instantly lay down again. II
don't know what you can be thinking Of,
papa. After this shock really don t feel
as if l could stand alone, much less walk.
But, of course, . with pathetic resignation,
eff you and Mr. Waterhouse supported
me perhaps | might crawl few steps at a
time
4 Nonsense, Amy OF course. this man
Tenbrook will carry you down as he brought
YOU up. Only thought-but there are
steps; they are coming now. No; it is
only he
, The sound of cracking in the under
brush was followed by momentary dark
ening of the open door of the cabin. 1t
was the tall figure of the mountaineer.
But he did not even make the pretence of
entering. Standing at the door, he de-
hvered his news to the interior generally.
1t was to the effect that everything was
ready, and the two other men were har-
Messing the horses Then he drew back
into the darkness,
} "Papa, said Amy in sudden, fright
ened voice, 'I've lost my bracelet !
Haven't you dropped it somewhere
, there in the bunk? asked her father.
''No. It's on the floor of the wagon.
| remember now it fell off when | tumbied /!
And it will be trodden upon and crushed /!
Couldn't you run down ahead of me and
warn them, papa, dear :? Mr.. Tenbrook
will have to go SO slowly with me. = She
tumbled out of the bunk with singular
alacrity, shook herself and her skirts into
instantaneous gracefulness, and fted the
velvet cap on her straying hair. Then she
said, hurriedly run quick, papa, dear,
and as you go call him and say / am
ready.
Thus adjured, the obedient parent dis
appeared in the darkness. With him also
f disappeared Miss Amy's singular alacrity
Sitting down carefully again on the edge
Q cP +ba bunE sha laanad a0ainst the most