Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1905-04-13

anu Nilli W dS tilt way VIC bldultu
to go-by canoe from our landing
and wait for the hour at Paleyville, a
Yankee village opposite the island
We would hire a team there. and con-
vey the party by wagon to Leraysville
We were off at daybreak, and going
over the hills at lively gallop. Cross
ing TO Carawdy pike, in the Cedar
meadows, an hour later, we stampeded
a lot of moose. One of them, a great
bull, ran ahead of us, roaring with
fright. his antlers rattling upon bush
and bough his black bell hanging to
the fern-tops.
Don never wan t. hev no argument
with one o them air chaps less ye
know purity nigh how t s comm out, 4"
said D'ri. "Alwus want gun es well
es a purity middlin ca-a-areful aim on
your side. Then ye re apt t. need a
tree tew, fore ye git through with it,"
After a moments pause he added:
Got t be a joemighVful stout tree, er
he III shake ye out Nv it LUX ripe ap-
pie"
They always have the negative side
of the question" | said. Don't be-
lieve they d ever chase a man if he d
let 'em alone"
''Yis, Stree, they would" was Dri's
answer. Il We he'd 'em come righ
efter me fore ever I cu'd lift a gun.
Ye see, they re Jest es Gurus bout a
man es a man is bout them. Eff they
can't smell i'm they re terrible GURUS.
Jes' wan t see what s inside NV i'm
an what kind NV a smellin' critter he
is. Dunno es they wan t. dew i'm any
perticlar harm. Jes' wan t. muX i'm
over a leetIe; but they dew it awful
careless, an he amt never fit t be
seen no more"
He snickered family as he spoke.
An they don't nobody see much NV
i'm efter thet, nuther," he added, with
a smile.
Il member once a big bull tried e
find out the kind o works | he'd in me.
T wan no mOose-jest a common or
dnary three-year-op bull"
Hurt yOu?" | queried.
mo; t hurt i'm" said he, soberly.
Split i'm, es ye might say. Could mt
never bear the sight NV a man efter
thet. Seem so he did MT think he wus
fit t. be seen. Nobody c'u'd ever git n
a mild O tn poor cuss. He'd t be
shot"
What happered?"
He'd a stout club n my hand" said
he. Got holt NV is tail, an begun
a-whalin' NV i'm. Run i'm down a
steep hill, an passin' a tree, | TUX
one side an he t. other. We parted
there fer the las time"
He looked off at the sky a moment.
Then came his inevitable addendum.
which was: 81 he'd dam sight more
tail AN he did, thet S sartin."
About ten o'clock we came in sight
of our old home. Then we hurried our
horses, and came up to the door with
rush. A stranger met us there.
Are you Capt Bell?" said he, as |
got off my horse.
nodded.
81 am one of your fathers tenants" "
he went on. Ride over the ridge yon-
der about half a mile, and you will see
his house" | looked at D'ri and he at
me. He had grown pale suddenly, and
| felt my own surprise turning into
alarm.
Are they well?" | queried.
Very well. and looking for you
said he, smiling
We were up in our saddle, dashing
out of the yard in jiffy. Beyond the
ridge a wide mile of smooth country
sloped to the river margin Just off
the road a great house lay long and
low in fair acres. It's gables were red
rooted, its walls of graystone half hid
den by lofty hedges of cedar. We
stopped our horses, looking off to the
distant woods on each side of us.
Cant be-" said D'ri, soberly, his
eyes squirting in the sunlight.
Wonder where they live?" | re-
marked.
"All locks mighty GURUS" said he.
IT ain no way nat'ral"
Let's go in there and ask" | sug-
gested.
We turned in at the big gate and
rode silently over a driveway of smooth
gravel to the door. In a moment |
hCard my lather $ nearly hello, and
then my mother came out in a better
gown than ever | had seen her wear.
| was out of the saddle and she in my
arms before a word was spoken. My
father, hardy old Yankee, SColded the
stamping horse, while | knew we'll he
was only upbraiding his own weak
ness.
Come. Ray; come Darius" said my
mother as she wiped her eyes; Il will
show you the new house"
A man took the horses, and we all
followed her into the splendid hall,
while | was filled with wonder and Q
mighty longing for the old home.
CHAPTER Xxx.
1t was a fine house-that in which
| spent many happy years back in my