The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1905-08-23


which / am sure any of you
boys and girls would envy her. One
night, after she had prepared her les
| sons for the next girl and had little
thought of any adventure II might hold
| in store for her. her father asked,
"Well, little woman, how would you
| like to drive with me tomorrow to
Louisville"
Now, Louisville was thirty miles
| from the little Kentucky town in which
| they lived, and there was at that time
| no railroad between the two places.
| The drive was one full of danger.
Sarah knew, for the guerillas, des-
perate band OF plunderers and high
| waymen, who did so much harm during
| the war, were constantly waylaying
| travellers, robbing banks and raiding
| the little tswns. So when her father
| proposed the drive her feelings were
mixture of surprise, doubt and de-
| light. Our little heroine was always
| ready for adventure; and having the
| grea atest confidence in her fathers abil-
| ity to defend her, If necessary. she
| seized the chance to 90 to the city with
| him. She cared not to know his er-
rand. but felt instinctively that it was
| an important one, for he was busy
lawyer, Judge and president Of the
bank of their town.
SO, unquestionably, Sarah prepared
| that night to start early the next morn.
| ing. She noticed her mother was unus-
| ually busy sewing on the dress she was
| to wear, although she knew of no
| stitches necessary to be made on ii.
Yet she did not wonder, but with child
ish confidence of the coming days
| pleasure. You children who travel so
| frequently these days, in which trains
| run everywhere at all times, cannot
| appreciate the keen delight of boy
or girl forty years ago, whose trips
from home were red-letter days.
The next morning found Sarah mp
| for an early start. It was late spring
and the day n glorious one. The drive
| lay over the State Pike" and led past
| grassy fields and woods full of great
beech and oak trees, whose tender
green leaves were peeping forth. The
country is so cxqusitely roaming that
often at the top of a gently sloping but
| high hill Il great panorama of beauty
| lay before them. Along the roadside
| ran gray stone fences, and now and
then an only chipmunk would bob up
from crevice between the stones and,
scurrying along. disappear as If by
magic. The noisy blueiays were dis
cordantly crying in the trees, and the
busy woOdpeckers industriously ham
mering. while from time to time gor-
geous redbrd would fly by, and all
the birds seemed inspired by the splen-
dor of the morning TO sing their sweet
est.
Watching eagerly all this, and un-
needing any danger that might lie in
their way, our travellers reached Bos-
ton Tavern, midway between their
town and Louisville. 1t still stands at
the foot of Boston Hill, and is n long,
low. rambling structure, closely re-
sembling the inns of old England
There excitement reigned. The stage
| coach stood at the door. and its pas
sengers We're telling of an attack made
on them few miles back by band of
! gnerilas who had stolen their money,
watches and the mail carried by the
coach. Here Sarah's courage wavered.
| for she had heard so much of these
terrible men. But on her ftherS reas-
| surfing her that they would be too busy
escaping after this robbery to molest
them, she was eager to start again.
He must have felt great uneasinesS,
but his dughter felt that her father
was all bravery and that nothing could
harm her under his care.
And nothing did harm them. although
along the path through big woods lay
mail strewn by the escaping gueri!!as.
They reached Louisville in safety. In
spite of the fact that they were to be
there but for the day, Sarah's father
| took her to hotel. On reaching their
room. he gravely told her to take off
her dress; and not being accustomed
to questioning him, she wonderingly
obeyed. Reaching out his hand for the
dress and opening his knife, he began
to rip the skirt from its lining: and to
| our little lady's astonished eyes ap-
peared bank note after bank note.
amounting to thousands of dollars. Her
mother had carefully sewed them in
her skirt the night before. that the
money which her father had to take
| from his bank for deposit in the city
might be carried in safety from the
guerillas.
This was the end of an adventure.
but the very beginning of a romance:
Tor that day Sarah met the young man
whom in after years she married; and
the long drive. which might very easily
have proved so disastrous to her. was
In the end worth good husband and
many years of happiness.-From Mary
Caldwell Laurens' "A Strange Pocket
book" in st. Nicholas.
| KILL WHALES WITH LANCES.
The tug Wyadda has arrived at Neah
Bay with a whale captured yesterday
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