The Newtown bee., 1900-01-26

CTS are answered in plain sealed envelopes.  gone? ~-I --.-.- SOP manF Terrell wuz yer this mornin," she answered.agG Z
 "Yas. we3seed 'ims le toH meth word e left yer fur me, " her father, said. ?, One of the men had come up and was examining the squirrels. ~-
 < "Mighty clean shot,n he remarked. ? SShs's aJtip-topa ehot,2 .iboasted her father i; then as he looked ather.elosely he added "Yer lookin' Jagged, D. 5il; b; n fur?"
 < Dolly knew that her tired, drsggled appearance indicated more than sn ordi- nary hunt, and feared arousing suspicion unless she accounted for 1t, so she an swered readily;-
 ''Iv'e been a. trailin' that varmint Whst's bin takia, the ehickens all sum- mer; tux two more las' night foun' wher' he'd bin a estin' one most up to the. knob; reckon it's will cat. I'll lay I'll git i'm fore long,"
 "Else he'll gityou," laughed Stewart.
 II reckon I ain't afeered O no wip cat on these mountains sn she answered with 8 scornfpl look at him.
 "Well, Doll, we want som'pin to eat purity quick, so's we kin git if agin," said her father.
 lsconic, "Skin lem whil st I light the fire," and she hastened into the house.
 She was glad they had ceme, for, by listening to their talk she could assure herself of their plans and find out what direction to take to avoid running against any of them.
 | IL seemed they were to divide. into squads st Smiths and sweep the country ''down strail' and toward the forks. They were in high sbirits,z and as they rode away she thought how eager they were for the life of 8 fellow-creature.
 She stood in the doorway looking af- ter them and unused over it.
 "'Pears like they wuz trailin' a ami nal; all on 'em so keen fur it, like the times the hull kentry wuz out arter the grizzly. An they never give man chanct to prove he sin't guilty. The hull On lem Ia fiji a' an jokin' bout hangin' Jim, like it wuz fun. They don't none of lem keer. They like It."
 She did not know thst there is no hunt that bas the piquarcy and zest of 8 man hunt. She had never seen them hound ing man before. Poor little Pht lps had not even, tried to escape. But this ma n was leading them 8 chase ard was worth the taking. After few hours needed rest. and when night had fairly set in, 1 she began her preparations by going down to the valley pasture for the ht rses.s She brought them up and gave them good feed, for she knew theEe was hard work before them. She smiled a little bitterly as she saddled and bridled the magnificent black and muttered, ssWhat would pap say ta, my takin' Mig like this ! I b'liege he more fur Am n he does fur me. Iuater wonder why nobody ever stole 'im.r ''-- .- '' |. With some difficulty sbe got the horses up over the r dge. and a mil s:or more be- 1 yond where the fugitive awss hidden. She could take them no furth.r alone, and fastening them secarly she returned ponce more to the house fora agsupI lgx of food and bottle ofscs fife. Then Emak- ing her way pidly tn-the rayine, guid+ ed the man across the fs len tree, and while he ate told what had happened and her plsn fo r his escape. IL WAS not more than 10 o'clock when they reached the horses, ard they hoped to strike the sta-i ton road before broad day. Taking the lead with Jim, Dolly advanced as rapid fly as possit l., stopping at times to assure herself that she was not waDderi 6 from her course. She was too familiar with the whole region to become lost, but they might get into great difficulty with the horses if she failed to keep to the route she had selected by daylight.
 Hours passed before they cleared the laborious descent and reached the grad ual decline to the old trail. But the worst part of the journey was over, and Dolly was exultant as they stopped to rest. The horses had become restive and irritable under the strain ot cnce rtain footing. Mig especially protesting with rebellious snorts and impatient jerks against any more euch travel.
 Dolly soothed and petted him into quiet as she loosened the Rirths and let them drink from the brook. We kin ride the rest of the way. ''she said, for they had been leading the horses. i've mnst make sure ev'rything is right sfore we start, but it'll be slow goin' fur g piece yit. I don't look fur no trouble, l but it's best to be keerful. Up yer . lew miles the ol' trail runs mighty nigh Hackett's, an I'm goin' to take yer acrost 'stid er goin' by ther', fur hemight be On the lockout. His boy got sight on ye lt'other day. '
 She gave her compsnien no chance to