The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1905-11-08

= little Dorothy Mayneld sai
y in the door Of her home
TScn< playing with her doll
Beyond the child through
fhe open door could he seen the mother
az her spinning wheel hummug a
uymm that was us soothing as a lullaby
y must have a drink" suddenly said
the little one. as if the sensation of
hirsi had Just made itself manifest.
Now Dorothy. you viii have TO stay
right here tn / come back; I won't be
zone long and you must be real good -
WITH this she set her doll ON the step,
with her back against the jamb, in
order that She might maintain genteel
position during her owns absence. and
away The young mistress ran down the
winding path to the spring only a
few rods of at the rear of the house
Dorothy ran every step Of the way,
because she couldn't help it. and. paus.
ing IL front Of the crys tallina spring
Of icy coldness, she took q brown gourd
from its resting place on q projecting
ledge Of stone, and. stopping down.
dipped it into the water Then she
held ID 10 her lips. while its dripping
coolls-s molstencd the corners Of her
mouth and the tip OF her pug nose.
Two or three swallows were sufficient.
aud. with sigh of enjoyment, she laid
down the vessel and was about to
whirl round and dash back TO the
house. when she was abruptly checked
by tile appearance Of an Indian war
r.1r, who came from among the under
crootl, walking as silently as q
shadow
iIe was Of medium height rather
good looking for one of his race his
long black hair hanging loosely about
his shoulders, while two or three gaud
ily tanned eagle feathers projected from
the crown. His countenance was not
disfgured by the hideous paint which
us people use when they 90 upon the
warpath. He wore the simple hutins
shirt. ieggings and beaded moccasins
common among the New England In
dians two centuries age The buck
norm handle Of a knife thrust into his
-irdie at the waist showed and lie
grasped the barrel Of a long old-fash-
ioned fintlock rife. whose stock rested
on the ground at his feet.
What do You wantT fearlessly
asked Dorothy Mayheld. after the blue
eyes had looked for moment straight
into the black orhs Of the redsllin
Drink water" replied the Indian IN
fairly good English
Once more, snatcnins up the gourd.
the girl dipped it into the spring and
held the dripping vessel toward her
dusly guest The immobiie face never
changed as he reached out the free
hand took the gourd and held il TO his
lips
That he was thirsty was quickly
shown. for he steadily drauk gradually
raising the vessel and throwing his
head back. while the astonished Dor
othy watched the Adams apple in
his throat as it bobbcd mp and down.
untii not q teaspoonful of water was
left in the gourd.
"OA. my" She exclaimed. II guess
you haven't had q drink since YOU
We're a little boy y6u don want any
more DO youT
NO" replied Tie Indian with a
shake Of his head as he returned the
gourd sat down on The ground ana
drew the back of his hand across his
moist lips.
Dear me. Haven't you got any
landkerchiefFr asked the little one
turning mp her nose IN disgust The
Indian was somewhat mysuded over
the name of the article. but an became
clear when the little miss whipped ont
piece Of spotless linen from the
pocket ~ her dress. and stepping for
ward carefully wiped aWay the mois-
ture that remained Then she noticed
several beads OF Precipitation on the
Indians forehcad-ior the day was sui
Try. and he had Travelled far-and she
sootbingly removed them
There" she remarked. rptreatiug q
step and viewing her work with salts
faction. NOW you look Ike somebody. %
II Is not often hat q member of the
Indian race beTays the emotion OF
uirth but az this one looked at the
lttle miss ana understood her words
lis mouth moved until hi, even white
teeth .hone between coppery lips.
WHAT'S your uamef' he asked
Dorothy the uame Of MS
don TOO"
Live dereF" continued the warrior
pointing finger toward the log dwell
ing. which showed among the leafy
Limbs OF the trees
"Of course I 80 Where DO sou llve:'
He turned .ia.f round. as he sat on
fhe ground and pointed behind him.
ON dere good way Little girl can't
walk"
Yes I can, II ! wanted 10. but don't
want 70. Haze you got any little cir
ike meY''
Again the tag, face was Ii. by q
smile and the head nodded without
speaking
Wont you bring ler to see me som,
timer"
"Alebbe.7 was the non .committal re
ply.
You mustn't Forget It, III look 70
her every day and will fee bad II yo
aon't bring her 70 see me-"
What faders ngmo:" asked the IN
dian, who had hardly removed hi
piercing eyes from the face of tn
cbatierng miss
why, his name is my father. How
simple you are."
There was n glow OF real mirth In III