Evening star., 1933-02-12
IN q cGUe.

house. sitting well back from q tree-shaded side
street. As they got out of the car , woman Of
so came out of the house and greeted them
my son called me-" she informed them after
q hospitable greeting. "Your rooms are al
ready, and I'll have supper for you In . half
hour"
They followed Mrs. Young upstairs and were
shown to their rooms. After the CRIME Of the
days trip was washed of, they reassemhled IN
the homelike living room, to await the meal
While they were waiting, Bob Young eame in.
having closed the service station for the night
"Howdy-do," he greeted them. Are yoaa-AN
comfortable?"
"Just fine" replied Mr. Parker. "and hanGry
waiting for supper"
I'm right hungry myself" said Bob.
Then why don't you eat with uss"- suggested
Keith. He liked this friendly, Southern boy.
Bob accepted the invitation with thanks, ana
moment later they were all seated around the
table For time there was comparative ~
lence, as the Parkers discovered that Bob's ap.
praisal Of his mothers cooking had besn NJ
exaggeration.
This is pretty little town." said Mrs. HAx1-
er, as they got up from the table. and thare1
beautiful country around here. We hope -
visit one Of the famous cayerns In The neigh
borhood tomorrow" qt :
They're worth SEEING" replied Bob ~
u
them before we started the service station tWo
years ago. But that keeps US both pretty busy
in Summer now"
Mr.. Parker asked several questions about tne
caverns and mentioned the interesting LEGENDS
attached to some Of them Bob chuckled.
Those legends are good stories but some oe
them are just made up to make things moge
interesting for the tourists" he confided. NY
mother has the prize yarn about the caverns
that Pc fY1I0 fCH - tall
It to you-all If you ask her."
EAN and Keith were Immediately aN inteG.
- est. They made themselves . oonnmasses
to visit the kitchen and request the story from
Mrs. Young, and she obfgingly came into the
living room and told it to them.
Mrs. Young has lived all her life In this nttle
town nesting near the base Of the Blue Rtdge
Mountains. When she was a tiny girl. there
lived IN the town very old woman, Mrs. AaTy
Peabody who had been one Of the earliest Doe-
tiers in the district. And Mrs. Young nad
heard the story of Lost Cavern from this old
woman herself.
when Mary Peabody was a little girl about
10 years DID," Mrs. Young related, there Wefe
only half-dozen pioneer families living IN this
neighborhood. It was right around the time q
the War Of 1912, and the Indians had been
stirred up pretty badly.
. AAS uay NnAiy 1cdOocyS Iotuex 8OS VoQ
that band Of Indians was planning . md
on the settlement He and the other men took
their wives and children and hid them In q
cave, which Is supposed to be In this neighbo0.
hood. Then they went back to try to defend
their homes against the Indian attack.
The women and children waited in the cave
for three days. They had food and water. but
they became alarmed when the men did not re-
turn. One Of the women decided to 1econnoa-
ter. but to her horror she discovered that the
entrance to the cave had been closed up. slta1sf
by the Indians or by movement Of the earth.
~ A 8 Mrs. Peabody told the story of tho
days that followed 1t would main Wr
hair stand on end. These few women and ol1B-
dren tried desperately to find way out q me