The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1903-08-08
DOING OF DANIEL.

| ern0r of South Carolina: Its a power
| ful long time between drinks. amt it?''
And the governor Of South Carolina said
| modestiy that he thought it was
| Beneath the outrageous boughs of the
| great tar and turpenfine trees that fringed
! the shores Of the silent river ripping
downward TO the sea, sat willowy. wiry
young man. attired in a suit of home
spun and deer hide, with cap on his
fair. white brow made of coonskin, from
the back Of which depended gayly
striped tail
Suddenly Daniel Boone-for il was none
other than he who was 10 become famed
in song and story as the promoter and
boomer of the grand old commonwealth
of Kentucky, as well as TO be her first
colonel, who is the hero of this tale
came down out OF the clouds and put his
ear to the ground.
1t is only the ceaseIess tramp of mill
ions hiking toward the Blue Grass. he
said. smiling TO himself. and relapSing
again into his dreamy attitude. He sat
thus enthralIed by the Silly silence OF
the quiet scene for some several min
utes when his quick ear, attuned to every
forest sound. heard a thrashing in the
fhicket. and his keen eye caught the
CLEAN of 4 winker through the woods.
With Daniel Boone to think was TO
shoot-how closely have his fellow Ken
-uckians followed in his footsteps.-and
on the instant he ups with his trusty rife
and bangs away. With the long, strong
stride Of the hunter he hurried across
the open to where he expected TO find the
target at which he had shot
But he found nothing, and il had no
bullet hole in it so far as he could see
Csc. ?a&aS?a." Boone exclaimed with
emphasis.
But we shall not translate it. We know
what he said and We cannot repeat H.
because the lapse of even so many years
has not purified it TO the point of publica-
ton. Daniel was a daisy when it came
TO language with burs on it.
Enraged at his i'll luck. he continued his
stride. making rapid progress along the
thicket trail taken by the game which he
had missed. but he could not come up
with it.
At last, after a toilsome struggle. he
emerged upon cleared spot overlooking
the Yadkin. and at its further edge he
beheld the log cabin of settler.
Knowing full well the generous hospi-
tally of the noblemen of the woods, he
approached the cabin and asked for food,
shelter and such other modern convent
ences as might be afforded without hav-
ing telegraphed in advance that he was
coming.
The denizens of the lodge in the wilder
ness were quite glad to receive the hand
some young stranger, and they at once
threw the house open to him. He OBJ
served presently that something had dis
turbed the even tenor of the family but
he had lived at home long enough TO
know that such things We're no business
Of strangers. and he did not seek to get at
the bottom of the mystery,
However, the family did not belong to
he fac of nHE
had not acquired the power of entirely
eoncealing their feelings. so that it was
not long until the old lady blurted it right
out and said that Susan, her grand
daughter, and Johnnie, Susan's little
brother had been out in the woods look
ing for the cows and that somebody.
an Indian or bad white man. had shot
at them and then chased them home.
Almost as bad as them Washers in
New York" sighed the old lady, ''and we
come off down here SOS to be free TO GO
around without a bodyguard'
But the handsome young stranger did
not hear this comment. On the contrary,
he was profoundly agitated. He clutched
at his throat and gasped several times in
rapid succession.
Land sakes," cried grandma, jumping
toward him; what ever is thu matter
WITH you? You act just like a chicken
with the pps.'
1T is nothing" replied Boone suppress
ing his emotion with a herculsan effort.
We'll" said the old lady, resumng her
knitting If nothing acts on you like
that. l hope you won't have something. ."
But he will have something. said the
host of the cabin, entering at the mo-
ment. 'Tain't the best red liquor" he
went on Hospitality, holding the jug in his
arms as he would a baby, hut is is as
good moonshine as ever was stilled in
these mountains. and
Say no more. kind friend" interrupt
ed Boone. Welcome gives color to the
whitest liquor. Pour me out a gOurd-
full
After they had qualified the mountain
dew supper was announced and Boone
for first time saw Susan, who was
yet flushed with the excitement of the
chase.
His emotions almost overcame him as
he gazed upon the vision of loveliness
before him. and he thought of her narrow
escape. She was not yet eighteen, with
all the grace of a girl and the rapturous
figure of a woman. ana there was that
in her wondrous eyes which made the
young man tremble.
During supper he put sugar on his pota-
toes. salt in his coffee butter on his wa
termelon. and did several ether bizarre
and Outre faux pas too numerous 10 no.
tice. although grandma did occasionally
eXclaim. Land sakes.' But the di-
vinity that doth hedge a guest prevented
her asking him what in thunder was the
matter
AS soon as the frugal repast was over
and Susan had cleaned up the things and
washed the dishes. young Boone asked
her 70 take a little stror with him down
by the yellow Yadkins tawny tide, and
Susan was nothing loath.
susan" said Boone. after they had
billed and cooed a spell in the lustrous
limpidty Of Luna's lambert light, If il
were not for one thing J would 50 20
the ends of the earth to wreak my ven
geance upon the man who shot at you
and chased you home.
And little brother. too she whispered
with sisterly unselfisbness-
We'll. yes If YOU say So" admitted the
young man. hesitatingly. for Johnnie had
been IN evidence number Of times since
MT Bones arrival
She laughed softly. but didn't dwell on
the Johnnie subject
And what is that thlng?" sch inquired
eagerly
4 was the man"
She shuddered and shrank from him.
Your she cried horrifed.
But l thought you were a deer. So
san. he FASTENED TO explain Sith his
whole heart IN his eyes. as ne looked for
the blow To fail.
over the girls face came smile, r2di-
ant. roguish. rsvishing-
And don't you think ! am now. Dan
iels-' she murrnured softly IN the anne
thvszine shades q the pUTpoie October
night
Rut let us draw the curtain upon this
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