THE DAILY ASTOKLVX, Sl'NDAY MOKN1XU. SKITKMHKU ifl, 18U7.
OUR BOYS AND GIRLS
A REAL TEST
OF COURAGE
One Girl's Kay of Proving That
Girs Arc Not Cowards.
All
It was (till rarly In the morning, but
a dark m It woulj be ht mlJnlgr-t In th
w. oils around thn Wmton camp. And yet
Dave Krant sat on the other side of the
camp-flre and told the most blood curdl
ing stories of his long life In thli moun
tain wildernes, a placidly na If It were
broad daylight.
Catherine Walton sat on the log beside
uer brother, liatening Intently, and as the
fell the ld shivers creep over her, the
wished that either ahe or Pave Prant wis
omewhere else. She wished that she had
gone with her father and mother and
Eon Brant to meet the party of friends
at the stage station, Ave miles away: she
wished that Dave, Instead of his brothar
Ben, had gone as driver; she wished that
a tornado would sweep over the camp, or
that a wild beast would leap out of the
darkness In to the circle of nrellght; she
wished that something, no matter what,
would i.anpen to break the spell of tha;
grnt silence and loneliness all about
them.
And, In the meantime, aha listened with
terrified thrills of rapture to Dave's next
story. .
Fresently an owl hooted, somewhere In
the woods, not far away, and Catherine
caught her brother's arm and looked In
nervous fright over her shoulder.
"There, Dsve Brant!" she said; "when
you have scared the very owls so that
their voices shake like that, I think It
about time to stop.
-on, bother!' Rob broke out. masterful
and superior, as some boys axe In dealing
with timid sisters: "what's the use of
gin. any now: There never was one yet
that wouldn't naive a lit If a mouse looked
at her. You're shaking yet about tha
owl. Thought It was a wildcat, didn't
you? I'd just like to see what you'd do
If a wildcat should jump Into the camp.
Go on, Dave: tell us another. Tou needn't
be afraid, Klty, for there's nothing nl
these woods now to hurt anybody; Is
there Dave?"
Dave answered the question with an
other.
"What d'ye think ye'd do If a wildcat
was to jump Into the camp, right now?"
"I know wMa I'd do!" Catherine an
swered promptly. "I'd run Into the bouse
and -shut the door!"
Rob laughed derisively.
"Tou wouldn't even do that!'" he cried.
"Tou'd lose your head the first second.
and run off Into the woods with the wild
cat after you. Girls always do. They
never keep their wits about them when
there's any danger."
"What would you dor
"What would I do? Well. In the first
place I'd keep my head; that's the main
thing, always. In the next place,
wouldn't turn my back to the beast for
a second, or take my eyes off him. T'ten,
when he crouched Oown to spring. I'd
take steady aim and shoot him right
between the eyes. That's the best place
to shoot em. isn't It, Dave? Right between
the eyes."
Catherine admired her brother, and
looked up at him, and ncwr doubted that
he Was greatly superior to any mere g'.ri
that ever lived: still, she was not always
entirely submissive to his patronizing
ways.
"Of course that . would be a great deal
better than my plan," she said, but just
now the guns re all in the c.-.bln: and
whl you and the wildcat were looking
at each other"
"Oh, IM get a gun, quick enough," said
Rob. a little taken aback.
Dave chuckled across the fire.
"Good doctrine." he said. "Keep yer
wits about ye, that's the main point And
right right between the eyes Is the best
place to aim fer if ye happen to have
a gun to aim with. I'm right glad ye
know all bout it, fer there Is lot's o'
wildcats In these woods yit; and painters,
too."
They both knew that this last word was
Dave's name for panthers. Catherine
shivered and drew closer to Rob. Rob
himself had felt ft little chill creep over
him, but her movements reminded him
of his boldness: he stood up and lookea
nis fiercest challenge at the dark -woods.
"Painters is the worst k:nd of varml-ft
there Is In these mountains," Dave went
on. In his calm, monotonous tones. "Why,
it was only last year, in this very camp,
that we haor "
"David Brant, don't you dare!" cried
Cathernie.
"Why, I thought ye'd want to hear that
one. It's about one o' the ladies that
camped here with us last summer. I te.Ii
you, she had grit; grit clear through!
But that's nothin' new; when boys has
lived In the woods till they're old men,
they mostly find out that the women
folks has the heft o' the courage. The
gals and the women don't know it, not
till the time comes; but when the time
does come, they're right there, ev'ry time.
They're easy scared when there's nothin
to be araid of, but when real danger
comes their way, the? Jest git up and
shake bands with .'
Thank you, till"
Catherine got up oft the log: and made
him a sweeping courtesy. Rob laugheJ
In bit roost offensive maner; and Dave
stood up and stretched himself.
"Time fer roe to be goln' to see If all's
riehi amongst the livestock." he said.
"Ye ain't afeard ito stay a few minutes
with a hunter that knows bow to shoot a
wildcat, be ye? And say, don't let me
ferglt to shet the winder o that cook
cabin afore I go to bed. The cabin's all
made fast but that one winder; I left that
open a while to cool the place off a HtUs."
He went away into the deep darkness
Of the woods, as calmly as If wildcats
and panthers were all creatures of pre
historic times.
"Why, he went right past the cook
cabin, almost while he was talking about
it," said Catherine, looking after him.
"I wonder why he didn't shut the window
then? I must not forget to remind him
when he comes back. A 'painter might
get In and steal cur breakfast."
Nothing more was said 1 y cliher of
them for a few minutes; then Catherine
asked a question.
"Rob, have you noticed that this CAinp
looks as If the peoe here expwtod visit
from the Indians? All the c.iMm are
built of heavy lors, and all the wlndont
are guarded by thirk plank shutters that
a sledge hammer could hardly break.
I've wondered why that Is: I know now;
It Is to keep the wild beasts from I tvak
ing In."
"Now, see here. Kitty! IVm't ro to
having spasms over what Pave ltrant
If any wild beasts should happen
to come round, you do Just as 1 sakl. try
to keep your wits about you. and not have
hysteric the way girls always do. Of
course you oan't do anything; nobody ex
pects, that: but do try not to lose your
wits; tf you did, you'd only le In the way
or the rest of us. I've been thinking
since Pave left, and I know Just what
I'd-"
He toped rtslit there. His sister
caught him by the arm again, and they
both held their breath, while thoy felt
an ley sensation creeping wlong their
spines. A terrible cry, such as they had
never heard before, tore through the si
lent darkness of the wood. Before If
had fairly died away. It came again. At
first It was like the scream of an angry
cat, only many times louder: then It
quavered through the air like the high
pitched wail of a woman In mortal terror
or distress; sunk Into a vlotous snarl, and
rose again to a piercing screech.
"A panther, as sure as you live!" Rob
whispered. "I heard one in the Zoo, and
I know. I don't wonder you are scared,
Kitty; I was frightened myself. Just at
first"
His voice shook as If he were a little
frightened even yet. Catherine had let
go of his arm and was standing erect,
apparently forgetful that she was to "run,
Into the house and shut the door.'
"Where do you suppose It is?" she said.
"The sound seemed to come from over
there."pointing In the direction that Pave
had taken "Oh. Rob! Wouldn't It be
dreadful Tou know we haven t se n or i
heard anything of Pave since he started.
I should th!nk he wouM have run back
here when be heard that awful scream.
Rob!" Her voice was a whisper aealn.
"Look there!"
He looked where she pointed. There,
in the open window of the cook-cab!n.
were two great fiery eyes looking at
them. As if enraged at being discovered,
the creature uttered another terrible cry.
Catherine turned and fled like a hunted
deer to the cabin that they lived In. The
camp-fire wtas between. It ami the cook
cabin, and It was a very good place to
go under the circumstances. Rob did not
exactly run, but he followed somehow In
the sanv direction. Before he got to the
cabin, he met Catherine running at full
speed towards him. She was earning
rifle and cartridge belt.
"Here." she said, putting the rifle In his
bands. "Get on the right side ot tne nre
again, then take steady aim and shoot ,
him right between the eyfs. the w:iy you
said." .
Good for you!" Rob's voice and hand
both shook a little as he toon me rine.
I-I was Just coming after this. Tou .
go right back nlto teh house; men. it i
shouldn't kill him at the first shot-Tou ,
know they're more dangerous wtn they
are wounded, and Its no place for a girl. ;
Now, whatever you do. keep you hea l, j
Don't get eteiled and go to screeching.
You'll only annoy me If you do that."' . ""w the Great He .tat Acted the r.irt of
she was screened by the corner of tlx
cabin from the eyes that were W.isinii
In the open window; crouching low, and
keeping close against the cabin wall, she
crept around to the front uivill she was
almost directly under the open window.
Then
Uefore Rob hud hardly time to rellfo
the deadly peril that she was In. he saw
the steam of those terrible eyes shut off;
he hoard the heavy plank shutter slammed
lo; he heard the clang of the outside holt
that held It securely shut; he heard the
Imprisoned animal's cry of niR and the
girl's answering cry of triumph.
Catherine had captured the panther. .
(Slrl bad trapped the boast that he ha
failed to shoot.
"You eniiy girl! What did you do tha
for?" Rob had reached her side and i
shaking her fiercely before the panther
scream had stopped echoing through tli
woods.
"What for?" she repeated, launhln
and crying hysterically. "Why, some
body had to do It. There was mot hi
you know, and father, and the rst
them!"
So thnt was it. To keep the toniM
creature sway from the others, thl tintl
girl had boldly taken her own life In he
hands. And Kob contest d to hlmsel
with secret shame fhat he had not one
thought of father or mother, or anybody
but himself. What w.is that Pave r-rnnt
had said about the girls and the women
There was little time to think of that
however. Catherine's explanation wa
hardly uttered before wnottur commotion
arose Inside the cabin. This was not th
shrieking of the panther, but the outcry
of a man. And the man was Pave Krant
and he was wholly alive
"HI, there! let me out! Open this win
der! All's sale. Let me out!
In a moment he came out and stood
beeide his astonished young friend.
"Have you killed the panther?" C.ith
enne asked, trembling with Ihe r citation
of it all
mere wasn t no painter, Pave con
fessed. laughing uproariously; "not even
a piece of one. Nothin but two live coal
out o the cook tire, and the painter
screech thnt ev'ry hunter knows how to
make. Jest a lttle joke o' mine, to try
yer nerve. Might ha known I couldn't
fool a boy with it!"
"Tou did fool us both, and Kitty's the
only one you didn't scare!" Rob blurted
out, with such an effort as only an honest
boy can understand. "It was Kitty that
trapped you. I tried to shoot you
though, and I'd luive done It, too. on'y th
gun was out of order. Then your Joke
wouMn't have been so funny."
"Well, no; only ye see I was down b-'
hind the logs, and ye can't well s!;ot
through them. I this the gun ye used?'
They were Kirk by the camp-fire again,
and Dave picked up the useless r.fle. He
grinned as he examined It.
"Thl kind o' gun always shoots best
when Its loaded." he saU quU-tly.
That was all he said, but it was quite
enough. Rob snatched the rifle from him
and made a quick Inspection of It. Then
he looked at Dave and at Catherine, an 1
In that look he made honest and com
plete surrender. The boy'that had tried
to shoot a panther with an unloaded
rifle, and that had stayed by the tire
while his sister went forward and sprung
the trap, had learned a lesson in modes
ty that would last him.
"There comes the folks," .nj Pave.
"Now look here; don't ay nathlng to
them about my painter Joke. I'm down
right ashamed o' that!"
We won't tell them
Catherine heartily.
And Rob understood them both.
one word."
sail
THE ELEPHANT AND THE KARY
Fer answer Catherine took h'm by the
arm and led him bnck to their former
place on the otter side of the camp fire, j
The treat eyes were still glaring from
the open window. At sight of the brother i
and sister aea'nst the background of Are. r
the panther uttered another scream, but
"-t move from its former position.
"Now!" said Catherine. Steady aim.
you know."
Rob lifted the weapon, aimed as care
fully as he oould, and pulled the trigger.
The rifle might as well have been a fish
ing rod. for no report followed.
"Don't you do something with that lit
tle hammer first?" Catherine asked Innocently.
Then Rob saw that he had forgotten to
cock the gun before pulling the trigger.
He threw back the hammer with an
angry jerk, brought the weapon aaln to
his shoulder, and again failed to f!re. Thi
panther snarled at them, apparently in
malicious triumph.
Something's the matter with I'," s,iM
Rob, despairingly, throwing the rifle to
he group 1. "It won't go off. You i'et
ack to the house as quick as you 'an.
I told you to do that before. That Mlow
won't stay where he Is -ill riicht. :.ml he'll
make; thlncs lively when he come this
way! Why don t you go? 11 come too.
you like.'
'Rob, If you can't kill that creature,
we must snut mm up wm-re n is. w;is
Catherine's answer to this proposition.
Shut him up! Shut up a panther!
Maybe you think that's a cow, in there.
You go Into the house and shut yourself
up."
She turned from him, and Instantly -he
was like anomer snauow among uie snao-
ows of the woods. He thought Bhe had
gone to the house, but In a moment her
alee, low and clear, reached him from
the opposite direction.
Stay right there, Rob, where he can
see you all the time, and keep him busy
looking at you If you can. And don't fire
that gun unless you have to."
What did she mean? What was she
going ot do? Where was she? He had
the answer to all three questions In a
moment. The path to the cook-cabin was
broad and unobstructed, and the firelight
shone faintly but clearly upon the little
log structure. From the dense under
growth that bordered the path, Rob saw
a white figure steal out and creep swiftly
across the dimly lighted space. That
waa Catherine, he knew, and his blood
seemed to freeze up at sight of her there.
She was close to the side of the cook
cabin, and was wlhtln one easy spring of
the beast that had possession of It. Rob
cried out In wild alarm, and the panther
answered him wlht a snarling scream.
That brought the boy's senses back to
him: hem ust keep the attention of the
beast on himself, as Bhe had said, but
what for?
While he was asking that, she answered
It. Where she had come Into the path
a Nurse.
imo ume neiore me el. phant-hunt. 1
have described my husband was at a na
tion In Eengal. His work kept him cut
lie for hours in a long garden-chair on
lie fer hours in along ganlen-chnir on
the veranda, too weak to read, or to en
Joy any more exciting amusement than
my eyes supplied to nv.
Wc had three elephants for our tents
and baggage; and one used to feed from
my hands every day, and seemed as gen
tle as nny dog or cat.
One of our government chaprasl was
particularly devoted to her, and Invari
ably shared bis meal of fruit or flour
cakes with his dumb friend. On a par
ticularly hot day, the chapnisls, to my
surprise, placed his little child of six
months at the elephant's feet, warning
her expressively that the Infant was in
her charge, and was to be eared for until
his return.
I wis an eye-witness of her wondrful
sagacity. Large banana-trees and fig
trees grew around, and to my surprise,
the elephant broke off one of the former's
spreading leaves, held it like a fan in h r
trunk, and from time to time gracefully
waved It over the slumbering chill, wheth
er to temper the heat of the atmosphere
I e.p tr, kee.rt eT thA ft..u T nm nn.ll.le tft ,v
The gentle way in whkh he moved her
feet over the child, ande across to each
side-, astonished me. I sent for some or
anges and a white loaf and calling he
by name 'she was never chained) tried to
tempt her to my side on the veianda
Nothing would Induce her to leave her
charge.
The warmn air and monotonous wave
of the swinging fan overpowered me with
drowsiness, to which I yielded; and, after
a sleep of some duration, I was awakened
by quiet, subdued snorts beside me. To
my surprise I found that the chaprasl
had Just returned to his offspring, ond
that the elephent stood near the veranda
beside me, patiently Waiting and gently
asking for the tempting dainties so brave
ly withstood for more than two hours.
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