Arizona republican., 1904-10-23
By Stewart Edward White.

 (Copright S. S. Mcclure Company)
 Barbara hesitated long between the openwOrx stockings and the plain silk, but she finally determined on the for mer. Then she vOuchsafed a pleased little smile to her pleased little image in the mirror and stepped through the door into the presence Of her aunt. The aunt was appropriately astOnished. This was the first time Barbara had spread her dainty chiffon wings in the air of the great north woods.
 After her plain old backwoods aunt had admired and exclaimed over the butterfly so unexpectedly developed from the brown tailor-made chrysaIis Barbara determined to take a walk. She knew that through that cool, fas- cinating forest, only half a mile away dwelt the Adams. The Adams, too, were only of the woods people, but they were human, and chiffon is chiffon, in the wilderness as in towns. So Bar bara announced her intention and stepped into the open sunlight
 Pretty soon the trail entered the great. cool green forest. Barbara closed her parasol and carried it under one arm, while with the same hand she swept her skirt clear of the ground.
 "Phewi" came most terrible, dread ful sound from the thicket close at hand
 Barbara dropped her parasol. and clasped her heart with both hands, and screamed. From the thicket two slen- der ears pointed inquiringly toward her, two wide brown eyes stared frightened into hers, a delicate nose diIated with terror. "Phew!" snOrted the deer again and van shed in a series of elastic stiff legged springs.
 "Oh!" cried Barbara. you horrld thingl How you frightened mel
 She picked up her parasol and re- sumed her journey in some perturba- -iOn of mind, refiecting on the utter rudenesB of the deer. Gradually the trail seemed to become more difficult After a time tt was obstructed by the top of fallen basswOOd. Barbara look ed about her. She was not on the trail at all.
 At first she proceeded clrcumspectly, with an eye to the .crifon. It was torn in a dozen places. Then she thrust one dear little slipper through the moss into black water. Three times the stiff straight rods of the tamarack whipped her smartly across the face. When finally sine emerged on the other side of -he hundred feet of that Tniser- able cedar swamp she had ceased to hold up the chiffon skirt and was most vexed.
 q think you are just meani" she cried pettishly to Che forest, and then caught her breath in the silence of awe.
 The forest had become suddenly un- friendly: it's kindliness had somehow " vanished. In all directions 1t looked the same-straight towering trunks, saplings, undergrowth It had shut her in with a wall of green. and hurry in whatever direction she would. Bar bar1 was always inclosed in apparently the same little cell Of leaves.
 Frightened, but with determination, she commenced to walk rapibly in the direction she believed would lead her out. The bushes now caught at her unheeded. She tore through br5ers poppies, moose naples. alike. The chiffon was sadly marred, the picture hat stained and awry. the brave little shoes. win their silver buckles and their pointed high heels. were dull with wet.
 She dropped to the ground and gave way to her wild derror weeping with the gulping sobs of a frightened child but even in extremity dabbing her eyes from time to time with an absurd tiny handkerchief of drawn work bor- der.
 Poor little Barbara; she was lost.
 After a while. subtly, she felt thai come one was standing near her. She looked up.
 The somebody was a man. He was young. Barbara saw three things that he had kindly gray eyes, which