The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1905-11-15
PART II.

One soft September afternoon IN loT5
Hugh Lardner, a lusty young man, car
rying a hintlock and powder horn,
| came to the home Of Jacob Mayfeld
with alarming news.
''It will not do for you to remain an
other hour were his words to the
| palefaced husband and wife. king
Philip and his warriors are near you,
and no one is safe"
"Whither shall we go?'
"To Deerfield. Captain Mosely is to
be left there with q small force, while
the rest are busy in the harvest field.
The village is only a few miles off, and
if you make the most of your time and
are very careful you can reach it in
safety. Will you do it,"
Eyes, with heavens help. I am
greatly thankful to you, Hugh. for
your kindness"
1T is but a neighborly act. I must
hasten" G,
Time was precious, and, bidding the
husband and wife goodby, the young
man hurried out of the house, and,
breaking into a looping trot, headed to-
ward the camp Of the brave pioneers
from Ipswich.
Jacob Mayfeld was too wise to dis
regard the warning of Hugh Lardner.
Without encumbering themselves with
anything in the nature Of luggage. the
father stepped out of the house, fol-
lowed by his wife, holding the hand Of
Dorothy, who was now two years older
than when she had given a drink Of
cold water from the spring to an I'm
known Indian.
The door was shut behind them, but
| the latchstring was left hanging out,
in accordance with the %hospitable GUS
| tom of the border. If the Indians
| chose to visit this outlying cabin, they
would meet with no trouble in securing
entrance.
1t was nearly ten miles to Deerfeld,
the distance being greater because of
| the circuitous route taken by the pi0-
neer. he was familiar with the route,
and was hop"iul that by following the
advice of Hugh Lardner he would
avoid the hostile redmen, who were
liable to be encountered at any time.
All went we'll until the winding
| course through the woods, marked at
| times by an indistinct trail, but oftentr
without any mark at all, had been
| passed. Finally. the father stopped in
front Of a deep. calmly flowing stream,
q dozen feet or more in width.
we must reach the other side, some
how" he remarked, as his wife aud
child paused at his side.
Cant you jump it," asked his wife,
| with 4 faint smile.
perhaps, by taking a short run but
how will that help you and DorothyY'
Il will tell yoa," replied the child.
Take mamma in enc arm and me il
the ether, and then make the biggest
jump you can"
Il am afraid it would land all three
in the middle of the stream"
But you car swim out with u.s."
IF it is necessary to swim 1 ran
carry you all across, but it isn't pleas
ant to have our clothing wetted."
SIT will not harm as, fer the weather
i: mild" suggested the wife.
1--WE may do better"
They moved up the stream searching
TO: q ~straiter place. and met better for
tune than they expected. One was
found where the width was barely six
fact. to leap which was a slight feat,
even to the wife, accustomed to the
rough. outdoor life on the frontier.
Dorothy was equally certain she
could accomplish ii as readily as her
parents. who were inclined to think she
was warranted in the belief. There
was enough doubt. however, to cause
the father 70 try Il somewhat original
plan. which was carried out with as
founding results.
He laid his gun on the ground behind
them, and lifted his laughing child,
his hands beneath her arms close to
her shoulders. Then. standing on the
edge of the stream, he swung her back
and forth With increasing oscillations,