La Junta tribune., 1914-05-09

Pollyanna turned, her head was In
ths trunk again. Al nne Of the win
dows. q few minutes later. Pollyan-
ma gave glad cry and clapped her
hands joyousiy.
'Oh, Nancy. I hadn't seen this be-
FORE. she breathed. ''Look--'way
off there. with those trees and the
houses and that lovely church spire,
and the river shining Just like sill
yer. Why. Nancy. there doesn't any
body need any pictures with that to
look At oh. I'm 20 glad now she let
me have this room!"
To Pollyanna's surprise and dis
may. Nancy burst into tears. Polly
anna hurriedly crossed to her side.
why, Nancy. Nancy what Is it!"
she cried; then. fearfully: This
wasn't--your room, was III"
my room!" stormed Nancy. hot
~. choking back the tears. ''If you
ain't little angel straight from Hea-
ven. and II some folks don't eat dirt
before-Oh, land! there's her bell!"
After which amazing speech. Nancy
sprang to her feet. dashed out Of the
room. and went clattering down the
stairs.
Left alone. Pollyanna went back
to her picture" a. she mentally des-
ignated the beautiful view from the
window. After q time she touched
the sash tentatively. It seemed as II
no longer could she endure the stiff
ing heat. To her Joy the sash NOV
ed under her fingers. The next mo-
ment the window was wide open,
and P0llyanna was leaning far out.
drinking In the fresh. sweet air.
She ran then to the other window.
That. too. soon flew up under her
eager hands. A big fly swept past
her nose, and buxxed noisily about
the room. Then another came, and
another; but Poilyanna paid no heed.
Pollyanna had made q wonderful
discovery--aEainst this window q
huge tree flung great branches. To
Pollyanna they looked like arms out
stretched. inviting her.
Suddenly she laughed aloud.
Il believe can do IT," she chuck
led. The next moment she had
climbed nimbly to the window ledge.
step to the nearest tree branch. Then.
clinging like monkey. she swung
herself from limb TO limb until the
lowest branch was reached. The
drop to the ground was-even for
POllyanna. who was used to climbing
trees-a little fearsome. She took
II. however. with hated breath.
swinging from her strong little arms.
and landing on all fours In the soft
grass. Then she picked herself up
and looked eagerly asout her.
She was at the back OF the house.
Before her lay garden in which q
bent old man was working. Beyond
the garden little path through an
open field led up n steep hill, at the
top OF which lone pine tree stood
on guard beside huge rock. To
Pollyanna. at the moment. there
seemed to he just one place In the
world worth being in--the top Of
that big rock.
With . run and skilful turn. Pol.
lyanna skipped BY the bent old man.
threaded her way between the order
ly rows Of green growing things. and
"a little out Of breath--reached the
path that ran through the open field.
Then. determinedly. sne began to
climb. Already, however. she was
thinking what q long. long way off
that rock must be. when back At the
window Il had looked no near!
Fifteen minutes later the great
clock In the hallway Of the HarrinG-
ton homestead struck six. Al pre-
cisely the last stroke Nancy sounded
the bell for supper.
One. two. three minutes passed.
Miss Polly fr0wned and tapped the
floor with her slipper. A little jerki-
ly she rose to her feet. went into the
hall. aud looked upstairs. plainly
impatient. For . minute she listen
ed intently: then she turned and
swept into the dining room.
Nancy" she said with decision.
a. soOn ~ the little serving. ap-
peared: my niece II late. No. you
need not cali her," she added severe
ly. ~ Nancy made move toward
the hall door. II told her what time
supper was. aud now she will have To
suffer the consequences. She may
a. well begin at once 10 learn 10 be
punctuai. When she comes down
she may have bread and milk In the
Kitchen"
Eyes. ma am" II Was well, per-
haps. that Miss Polly did not happen
10 be looking AT Nancy's face Just
then.
Al the earliest possible moment
after supper. Nancy crept up the back
stairs and thence To the attic room.
Bread and milk. indeed! and
when the poor lamb hain't only cried
herself 70 Sleep" she ~as muttering
fierccly. as she softly pushed open
the door. The next moment she gave
. frightened cry. "Wherc are your
Where've you gone Where have
you sone?" she painted. looking In
the closet. under the bed. and oven
In the trunk and down the water
pitcher Then she flew down stairs
and out 70 Old Tom In the garden.
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