The Republican journal., 1911-09-07

HUMPHREYS HOMEO. MEDICINE CO.. Corner
William and Ann Streets. New York.
time to hide herself safely in the hay be.
side little Johnny. She knew the enemy
would not depart till they had explored
every nook of the farm, out-houses,
pasture and all. Luckily for Kitty the
old brindle cow, very gentle creature,
was wandering loose about the stable
yard, and having found it too hot out.
side in the sun had decided to enter the
stable. She came directly to the manger
and began nibbling at the hay. Kitty
buried herself in one ena of the long man
ger, and thanked her lucky stars that her
father had made SO deep and wide and
long manger. 1t sufficed to save her
and her little brother from discovery,
and possibly from death.
Hardly had Kitty secreted herself we'll
thrust out to make sure that she was
we'll covered, when she heard move
ment at the door of the stable, Old
Brindle was standing at the manger, in
differently munching at the hay, paying
no heed to the red men, who peered in at
her. Then Kitty heard tumble of con-
versation, words jerky and peculiar, all
unintelligible to her. The Indians Ian
guage is we'll mixed with grunts and
cultural sounds that have nothing to do
with articulation. Evidently they were
discussing the absence of the pale face
who owned this place.
Two or more-as Kitty could judge by
their voices-remained in the stable for
several minutes. They went round,
touching this and that of the garden i'm
plements stacked there. Then one came
so near to the manger that Kitty felt
her little brother and herself must be
discovered. Her poor heart thumped
until she feared it would stir the hay
over her. She also felt anxious about
Johnny. He was such a mere baby and
might become so frightened that he could
hold silent no longer, and cry out.
But all things come to an end, and
pretty soon Kitty heard the Indians leav-
ing the stable. But she was too much
afraid to come from beneath the hay for
half all hour after the enemy had depart
ed
She feared one might have remained
lurking in corner, watching, and would
pounce upon her We're she to show her
self. At last, however, she decided to
move. She raised her head slowly and
peeped from the hay. Old Brindle still
stood there, and her big eyes looked in
to kitty's as though saying: They've
gone, my dear child.
Kitty then climbed softly cut of the
hay, looked around her cautiously and
Seeing no sign of an Indian about, lifted
little Johnny out
Come, honey, they're gone" she
whispered, for she was still too much
afraid to speak aloud.
Johnny got out as red-faced as a little
lobster. The poor child had almost
smothered in the hay. But being brave
and sensible, he did not make a whim-
per.
"Now, honey, we'd best not go back
to the house till either father or mother
come home said Kitty. Wen stay
right here where We found safety. Ill
sit here on the ground beside this crack
and keep watch toward the house and
under the door. There's a big crack
under the door. How funny that the
Indians shut the door, ism it?''
Thus located, each at little look
out, Kitty and little Johnny remained
for few long minutes. After while
three horsemen, heavily armed, dashed
into the clearing from the woods. They
were followed by half dozen other
men, all heavily armed. Kitty knew
one of the men, for he was their neigh
Dor from just across the river. The lit
tie girl ran out of the stable to the men
and soon had told her story.
"Ah, ha, SO the red devils have been
here" said Mr.. White, the man Kitty
knew. They-that band of Indians
have been cutting up some down the
river. Well catch them if we keep
right on. But-say, we don't want to
leave these little folks alone,'' he added.
But even as they were talking Kitty's
father came riding up. He had become
uneasy about the children and had decided
not to go on from the Longs. So, after
leaving his wife there, he had at once re-
turned home.
1t is needless to say that the good man
felt that his little ones had suffered
narrow escape, and all through the good
sense and bravery of Kitty had they
made that escape. He patted Kitty's
shoulder and raised little Johnny in his
arms. 'Well, men," he said, addressing
the horsemen, 'I've got much to be
thankful for on this day, l can tell you.
And never again, till every red red devil
has been driven from our land, will Mrs.
Wlngett ana L leave our little chaps
alone.
Then the horsemen rode off in pursuit
of the Indian band, overtaking them five
miles to the westward. A running fight
occurred, in which two Indians were
killed and one of the white men wound
ed, but he received after good nursing in
his own nome on the banks of the river,
where the neighbors come daily to do
what they could for him.
And from that Gay no Indian-hostile
or friendly near the settlers on
the banks of that beautiful river. And
Kitty and Johnny grew up to remember
just one visit from the savage redmen
who had given them such a fright on
that memorable August day.
FIRES IN MAINE IN 1910.
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